#even tho you got your ass kicked twice

[xlappy]

Wakasa you will always be famous

[aliaology]

OBSESSED

SUMMARY: you and jack had been dating for around nine months now, and recently his ex has been coming back around. this causes you to go on a social media stalking rampage, and soon you become a little obsessed with her.

PAIRINGS: jack hughes x fem!reader

WARNINGS: social media stalking, shit talking exes, use of jenna and nicole (nicole is a real person tho!!! bratters gf), use of (y/n)

if i told you how much i think about her, you’d think i was in love. and if you knew how much i looked at her pictures, you would we’re best friends.

It wasn’t hard to figure out who jack’s ex was. The way he seemed to barely look her way when one of his teammates brought up the fact she was at the game. Instead of sporting a devils jersey, like she used to, she was wearing a rangers jersey, and holding a sign for a rangers player.

it also wasn’t hard to immediately become jealous of her when jack’s teammates talked about how she used to always show up to games. it almost made you feel.. belittled. especially because you had a job, you couldn’t always make jacks games, but he understood that.

by the time the game ended and you sat on a bench, waiting for jack, you’d already find yourself scrolling through her instagram. you looked at every picture, how she was such a pretty blonde. short, tan, blonde, the stereotypical puck bunny. but she knew puck.

for the next fifteen minutes— she stayed on your mind.

‘cause i know her star sign, i know her blood type, i’ve seen every movie she’s been in and god she’s beautiful. i know you loved her, and i know i’m butt hurt— but i can’t help it, no i cant help it.

of course as soon as you and jack got home, you began to search her up online. so invested in your research, when you and jack ‘went to bed,’ you carefully snuck out of the man’s arms and back to your laptop.

she was an actress, of course she was an actress. she starred in a few movies, she was amazing. you bit your nail before quickly exiting the tabs as you heard your boyfriend’s footsteps.

“baby what are you doing up? it’s 12:44, come back to bed.” he spoke, hand rubbing his eyes.

you stood up from the stool and walked over to him, your body pressing against his as your arms wrapped around his torso.

“sorry love, i was just finishing up work.” you lied.

jack just hummed and the two of you went back to your bedroom. your mind began to cloud with thoughts, thoughts of her and jack. did jack treat her the exact same way he treated you? was anything special or was it shared? you know he loved her at one point, but now he loved you, so why stay butt hurt?

i’m so obsessed with your ex, uh huh. i know she’s been asleep on my side of your bed, and i can feel it. i’m staring at her, like i wanna get hurt. and i remember every detail you have ever told me, so be careful baby. IM SO OBSESSED WITH YOUR EX!

it was the second game against the rangers, this time and away game. the blonde was sat in the regular stands while you were in the WAGs suite. you could see her from where you sat, and your eyes burned holes in the back of her head.

thats the woman who had jacks heart before you, the woman who slept on your side of the bed, the woman who cheated on him twice. oh you knew a lot— especially from what jack told you.

“she cheated on me with some guy on the rangers— a real work of art, both of them.” jack told you.

you didn’t realize you were zoning out until nicole, one of the other WAGs, placed a hand on your shoulder.

“you alright there lovie? you seem to be staring at something down there a little too hard.” she asked.

your eyes flickered to her. “yeah im fine— just zoned out. when i get too excited it happens.”

nicole smiled. “well— hopefully our boys can kick the rangers ass. im tired of jenna constantly texting me to rub it in my face that we lost. im not even her friend.”

jenna was jacks ex. that was her name, jenna. she was still texting some of the devils girls? even after everything? you almost laughed, but instead you out on a confused look.

“jenna?” you pretended not to know her.

“oh shes jacks ex— we can’t stand her, especially after what she did to the boy.” nicole told you.

good to know.

she’s got those lips, she’s got those hips, the life of every fuckin’ party. she’s talented, she’s good with kids, she even speaks kindly about me..

the devils won, which called for a celebration in some random club. even though you were still in new york, people congratulated the team on the win. maybe they hated the rangers too, or they were islander fans. you didn’t really expect some of the rangers to show up though, and especially not jenna.

her lips popped with the bright red lip stick she adorned. her hips swayed with every step she took in that mini silver dress. in that moment, she became the life of the party. in that moment, you felt your hands wrap around your body.

that didn’t last for long though, especially not when jack was there. his body pressed against yours as you both danced to the music. his hands gripping your waist, your arms slung around his neck. the sloppy kisses he pressed to your jaw. you had this, she didn’t.

but she had to ruin it. “wow you are so pretty!” her voice rang out. this caused jack to slowly, irritatedly pull away. your hands fell down to his arms as the smile on your face slowly turned fake.

“oh thank you.. uh do i know you?” jacks hand squeezed your waist.

jenna gave a look to jack, which you caught, before looking back at you. “one of jacks exes. you are?” she spoke.

“his girlfriend.”

and i know you love me, and i know it’s crazy.. but every time you call my name, i think you mistake me for her. you both have moved on, you don’t even talk. but i can’t help it, i got issues, i can’t help it baby.

“(y/n), baby?” jacks voice rang through the apartment. your body tensed slightly as his voice, scared that maybe he said the wrong name and that maybe you were just another jenna.

“(y/n)? have you seen my shirt?” he spoke loudly.

you sighed through your nose, “which one?”

jacks footsteps padded on the floor. you hid a smile as you sat at the kitchen island. you expected him to speak, but instead his arms wrapped around you from behind, causing you to let out a laugh.

“well it seems to be right here, isn’t that right?” he pinched at the fabric that draped over your body.

you feigned a look of innocence. “oh, you meant this one?” you smiled.

“when did you put this one on, pretty girl?” he asked you.

“it was the first shirt i found this morning. i dont find it to be too endearing walking around naked.”

jacks lips met the side of your neck, as his hands ran up and under his shirt that you wore. “mm, i dont know, i think that would be pretty nice.”

you let out a laugh as your hand reached back to play with his hair. “and let some random people see me? no thank you.”

“i guess you’re right, wouldn’t want anyone to see whats for my eyes only.” he spoke.

you hummed, feeling his kisses move to your jaw and become sloppier. “lets take this shirt off you, shall we?”

your thoughts disappeared as he dragged you to your room. there was no way he didn’t love you, not after the way he just worshipped you. oh no, he was yours, but his ex was still someone who made you worry.

is she friends with your friends? is she good in bed? do you think about her? no, im fine, it doesn’t matter tell me, is she easy-going? never controlling? well-traveled? well read? oh god, she makes me so upset! im so obsessed with your ex!

as jack left for practice, you couldn’t help but wonder about his ex. the last few questions that ran through your mind. she wasn’t friends with nicole or any of the girls, but what about his friends? her and trevor followed each other, same with her and cole.

does jack think about her often? last night at the club she seemed to piss him off by coming up to you both, maybe thats all? maybe he thinks about how much he hates her? or maybe he misses her— oh god was she good in bed?

was she easy-going? you were easy-going. so who cared. never controlling? you werent that controlling, the only thing you didnt want jack doing was liking random models pictures, and that was a set boundary because he said the same thing about random male models or hockey players (besides friends of course— for the both of you).

god jenna barely did anything to you and she made you so upset. pissed— frustrated, made you wanna pull your hair out.

you were obsessed.

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[iluvmissmaximoff]

I don’t understand us

This is part two to “I’m confused about us” tho it can be read alone,

Tags: fem!reader oral(f) receiving, spanking as punishment, crying reader, no real spoilers to the show, mean!billy, no use of y/n (I can’t do it! 😭) also this is kinda short but I’m writing two other stories rn. (Also this is not proofread)hope yall enjoy!

I’m still… confused about us. You thought as the cowboy bellow you ate you out like a starving man. But as good as it felt you couldn’t help thinking about how much your ass hurt since he had just smacked the shit out of it.

Your relationship with Billy made you torn. One second he was absolutely mean to you, pulling you over his knee for doing literally nothing. didn’t fold your panties? that did it. Didn’t do your homework right? That did it. Cussing when you stumped your toe? That fucking did it,

Sometimes it made you mad how he acted “is he not man enough to just ask me to be with him?” You thought, no he’s probably the manliest man I know. Than what is it?

Knock knock knock.

You heard as Billy hit your door, he usually just opens it but yesterday he walked in on you changing, he blushed so hard, you laughed thinking about that moment. Yes? You said as you opened your door. I’ve got to go out tomorrow so I won’t be back till early morning. You sighed internally. Billy was always going out at random times. But I guess that’s better than him having a real job and being gone every day.

The first time he went out he told you

“Don’t even think about sneaking out because I will know about it” he said dominantly. You laughed it off thinking there was no way he could actually find out about it. You didn’t go far. You actually just went down to the edge of the fence like 10ft from the house and pet the horses. Sometimes you wonder why the horses were always coming and going. Never seeing the same one more than twice usually.

But of course, the minute he got home he came up to your room. Hey when did you get back- you tried to ask but were cut off.

As he grabbed your face, not harshly enough to hurt you but it wasn’t pleasant. Why can’t you just listen?! He said with a bite in his tone.

I told you to stay inside. But no. only good girls listen. Your a bad one. ain’t cha? He said, letting go of your face. His words brought tears to your eyes. While your still defiantly a ‘’brat’’ as billy calls it. Sometimes your just not in the mood to have someone upset with you.

You sigh. Looking him in the eyes. Billy I-ugh its not a big deal. I was basically 5 ft from the house.you said sighing. Not a big deal? Little girl.

I decide what’s a big deal or not. He said darkly. And I say you disobeyed me. And since you did that you earned your self a good longgg spanking. He said with a condescending smile on his face.

I- billy your so damn mean, you said slightly pouting. Mean? Oh honey, ill show you mean. He said in a scary dark tone.

And boy did he. He made you sob over his lap by using your hairbrush. When you first started crying you heard him laughing. Above you. Is this his idea of fun? Making me cry? You asked yourself. The thought of it made you mad. So you rebelliously kicked your feet, something you had never done before. This… did not make things better for you. He just started smacking your ass a bit harder.

When it was finally over he gently picked you up and put you on your bed. You were still sobbing because your bottom hurt. And you were still upset billy had laughed at you. The whole spanking thing was embarrassing enough without him laughing at you. (you were also incredibly wet)

You had turned away from him as he sat on your bed. Usually billy tried to console you a little bit. Even though he wasn’t very good at it.

But you shrugged his hand off when he placed it on your shoulder. Stop that honey. He said in a much sweeter tone than before.

No go away. you said ,your voice muffled by the fact that you had your face shoved in your pillow. Sweetheart non of this would happen if you would just obey me. I shouldn’t hav to obey you! You said shooting up from your spot on the bed. You don lemme do nothing. You said with a slight lisp in your voice from crying so hard. I- I can’t even go outside. You said in a whisper. Ugh honey. Everything I do is to protect you. I’m not exactly a loved man around these parts, and I and can’t have anyone thinking they should use you to get to me. Ok? He asked.

You sighed, ok .you agreed. But quickly turned back over into the pillow giving the illusion you were still upset at him.

Now girl. He said in a laughing tone. What is it gon take for you to forgive me?

And that’s how we ended up here. With you grinding your face down on his nose like there’s no tomorrow. He didn’t mind, he defiantly didn’t mind

But you still didn’t understand your relationship. Some nights he had his face buried deep in your cunt, and sometimes he scolded you like a child or yanked you over his knee if you upset him. I don’t understand us. But oh well.

Ok that’s part two! I really like writing for billy but I really want to write for my true love. ✨Finnick✨ I’ve been in love with his character since we first saw him. Tho I write him kinda ooc and like to go a darker route so be prepared for that lol. But comment if y’all want anything else to be added into the next part. Love y’all! #-lanawrites<3

[stursweet]

high as fuck rant about chris 😂

thinking bout how i’ve been on chris dick for 3 years is literally fucking insane like.. i know not one person give a fuck but like i have seen that dumbass through everything .. even when people were fuckin callin him orange hoodie kid on tiktok ☹️ it is so fucking bad for me.

when i see a picture of him / hear his voice / his name etc i literally start fucking tweaking and geeking like i’m fuckin 8 and when he fuckin post i jump my big fat ass up and down in my parents house and shake the fuckin tectonic plates like. and the fact that i’ve hugged him twice too makes it fuckin worse like i be looking at them pics and vids and analyzing the way he looked at me even tho he definitely thought my dumb fuckin ass was ugly and a freak.. i was fighting the urge to scream in his dumb ass face IM LEGAL HO!!

like i am gonna fucking throw up holy fucking shit i love him so fucking bad 😕 i literally get fucking sick when i remember that every fuckin teenage girl in the fuckin country in heat for him like.. i genuinely get pissed when 11 year old fuckin girls be all up in his comments like “i love u🥺” like? i will swing yo lil ass across the fuckin courtyard at your school bitch don’t fuck w me I AINT TOO OLD TO KICK YOU IN THAT THROAT! (i’m playing)

but like. i am about to fuckin jump on laura filipowicz tiny ass and stand on her shoulders like a fuckin pigeon til she agree to let me have ten mins with his ass. i can’t breathe yall i’m fuckin sick. like that is my babygirl my forever my queen. like my ass got a fuckin LOCKET with a pic of him at his graduation? like i am not normal i need fuckin euthanized. i need to fucking throw my phone out . if you read this i’msorry

[chaussetteblanche]

If you still write for kit, can I request something where the reader is kits gf and comes out to him as bisexual, and is really nervous about it even tho he’s super accepting (like are you sure you’re okay with it) bc they get scared but he’s super reassuring 🥺

hi love ! yes, i still write for kit ! of course :) thanks for requesting !! sorry for taking so long to answer !

pairing : kit connor x female!reader summary : you come out as bi to kit word count : 1.2k warnings : none, i think

You'd first felt it when you were younger. You loved the Totally Spies and spent your afternoons watching the show when you'd come home from school. And you especially loved Britney. She was like the perfect mix of Sam, Clover and Alex. Who wouldn't love her ? But you didn’t think anything of it back then.

Then you had the same sort of feeling when you'd first watched Pirates of the Caribbean as a young teenager. Will Turner was gloriously handsome, of course, but you felt the same way about Elizabeth Swan. She was graceful, not to mention beautiful, and could handle her own in battle, she could shoot, kick ass... What couldn't she do ? You didn’t think twice about it then, either.

Same happened when you met a girl at camp. She was nice and beautiful and really funny. You were so happy to be her friend. You didn’t realize what the butterflies in your stomach whenever she touched you meant.

You'd never thought too much about these feelings, figuring everyone felt the same. It's totally normal to wonder what it would be like to kiss your female friends, right ? Everybody did that, didn't they ?

A lot of your friends came out over the years, so you grew more familiar with the LGBTQ+ community, sexualities and gender identities. But you never questioned your own. And why would you ? You were now dating Kit, had been for a few months, actually, so why would you even think about questioning your sexuality ?

And then Kit got cast for Heartstopper. And with him, you dived even deeper into the world of queerness. And more than once, when helping him rehearse his lines, you'd read the script and thought : hey, I feel this way sometimes, too. But still, you didn't think too much about it.

And then, Heartstopper finally came out. All of the cast gathered to binge watch it in one day. You had been invited too, along with the other significant others. Everyone had to bring something, so you and Kit had made a heart-shaped chocolate cake that morning.

You were all snuggled up on the couch and Joe finally pushed play on the first episode. You were leaning in Kit’s side with your legs laying over his lap. He wrapped an arm your shoulders and pressed a kiss to your head when the intro started.

You squealed along with everyone when Joe first appeared on the screen. Everyone screamed and laughed whenever a new character would appear on the screen. You watched episode after episode, glee filling your being and shining with pride as you watched Kit’s amazing performance.

You got quiet when Nick started questioning his sexuality. Your heart sped up when he did the “Are you gay” quiz on the internet. You quickly excused yourself to go to the bathroom.

You tried to take deep breaths as you locked yourself in the bathroom. You’d felt the same things for women that Nick felt for men. Was it possible that you weren’t- straight ?

You locked the door behind you and leaned on the sink. Did you- like girls ? You looked at yourself in the mirror and winced at the look on your face. You didn’t like this. You didn’t like not knowing. A knock at the door startled you.

“Y/N ? You alright, love ?” Kit. You splashed some water onto your face and flushed the toilet, drying your face. “Yeah, just really had to go all of a sudden,” you lied as you unlocked and opened the door. Kit looked down at you and chuckled. “Oh, sorry, my love.” “It’s fine,” you laughed, “no worries, babe.”

You couldn’t get it out of your head for weeks. Did you like girls ? Were you pretending to ? Were you a lesbian ? No, you liked Kit. What were you ? You talked it over with your friends a lot. They all told you the same thing : “With time, you’ll know.” Maybe you would think you were bi for a while and then discover that you didn’t like men at all, or the contrary. It frustrated you to not know. No one else but you could know what your sexuality was. And the answer wouldn’t magically appear on a silver platter, as much as you wished it would.

Kit noticed your change in behaviour. Your temper was shorter than usual and you acted distant from him. After worrying for a few weeks, he finally confronted you. You were in the kitchen, making some instant ramen when he finally talked to you about it.

“Y/N ?” he asked tentatively. “Yeah ?” you hummed absent-mindedly. “Is something going on these days ?” You tensed at his words. He noticed immediately and touched your arm. “I don’t mean to upset you, love, but I just want to let you know that if something’s the matter with you, with us or with me, I’m here and you can talk to me about it you want to.”

You wanted to cry at his kindness and thoughtfulness. “I-“ Your voice caught in your throat. A ball formed in your stomach as you thought of voicing your thoughts and worrying. How would he react? Of course he'd understand, but- What ifs flooded your brain as you spluttered like a fish out of water. He took your hand in his, bringing you back to reality as he kissed your knuckled. "You don't have to talk about it if you're not ready to, you know." "No, I- I want to." You took a deep breath. Kit looked at you, giving you his undivided attention. "I've been feeling like this for a while now, and it only got stronger when we watched your show together because it really put it in front of me. Like I couldn't ignore it any longer, you know?" Kit tilted his head to the side, somewhat confused as to what you were speaking about. "I- I think I'm bisexual." The word felt alien in your mouth. "I think I like both boys, especially you, of course, and girls. I- I'm attracted to both."

Kit smiled at you, squeezing your hand. "Thank you for telling me. I know it's not easy." "No," you chuckled, wiping a stray tear from your eye, you didn't even know why you were crying, "it's not. But you make it easier." "And how do you feel about it?" "I- okay, I guess. It's good to know there are others like me, like us. H-how do you feel about it?”

“I think it just gives me one more thing to love about you,”

“Are you sure you don’t mind?” you asked nervously, worrying your bottom lip. Kit nodded, still smiling. "Not in the slightest. I'm so proud of you. Can I kiss you?" You nodded. "Of course, this doesn't change how I feel about you in the slightest." He hummed and leaned forward, wrapping you up in his arms as he pressed his lips against yours. You closed your eyes, relishing in the feeling and comfort he brought you. He pulled away. "I don't think I'm ready to tell everyone yet, though." "No, of course, you don't have to tell anyone you don't want to. You don't owe anyone anything."

[ccraccz]

Hello! May I request a GN reader x Ezreal or any of the Heartsteel boys (you can choose which ones you like) going out on an arcade date with the reader! I hope this isn't too much, thank you ^^

Arcade date

characters: Ezreal x gn!Reader, Aphelios x gn!Reader

Ezreal

He'd totally brag about being so good with arcade games during the drive there

Only to be gobsmacked at how good you are on the claw machines and shooting games

Here he is thinking he'd be able to get you something from the prize counter

Only to get his ass kicked by you

Poor babey

Ezreal's sulking now

That is until he found your weakness

Driving games

His best weapon is your worst enemy

He got first the whole time

That made him happy

Laser tag? LASER TAG

If you're on the same team, you guys are winning that game by a land slide

Opposite teams?

He's targetting you whether you like it or not

Your group still wins though LMAO

You're just that good pooks

Dance dance revolution

You guys try it out and he falls on the floor three times and twists his ankle twice

He now has a grudge with DDR. Never getting on that thing ever again

Yk those VR Rollercoaster things?

Yeah, he'd get so scared going through the dinosaur one

He's so me

But he'd go ham on beat saber LOL

He'd prolly be one to buy food from the arcade restaurant tho

I will say, those arcade fries hit DIFFERENT

He'd also probably take you to chuck E cheese before you tekk him to bring you to another arcade place LMAO

He comes out with all the extras you got from the claw machines as the things from the counter in his hands and you holding the drinks

Augh he's so cuteness!

You definitely get him some type of plush that looks like him tho

A green little rabbit or something LMAO

He'll ask for so many kisses because you embarrassed him 🧚‍♀️

Aphelios

AUGH I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS MAN ITS CRAZY

Other than that, he's such a God at arcade games!

The arcade is literally like a second home to him

He knows these games like the back of his hand

He'd devour in motorcycle driving games, rhythm games, claw machines

Hell! He'd even get the jackpots in most games!

He didn't even struggle on DDR 😭 he's that good!

The only time he'd probably struggle are those vr rollercoasters , mostly because it's so loud, and he just doesn't like how public your reactions can be lmao

He'd just freeze up in the end and not hit any of the virtual bugs that you need to kill💀

Either way, you guys come out just minutes before the arcade closes, hands filled with bags

He literally bought every expensive thing from the ticket counter for you

But he doesn't go as low as to buy you food from there

So you guys then go to a restaurant and eat, and after that you have some fun in the car and at home 💙

You have to thank him in a way 🙃

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HAHA I LOVE THIS ASK SM THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING LOVE!! 💙💙💙

[elvisabutler]

a love supreme seems far removed

summary: it appears old wounds between you and professor presley die hard after one particularly pleasurable but exhausting incident. fandom: elvis presley | elvis ( 2022 ) rating: m pairing: professor! elvis presley ( big daddy flavor ) x student! female reader ( nicknamed belle ) word count: 2462 warnings: big daddy elvis. elvis using a walking stick/cane. implied praise kink. student and professor relationship ( everyone is of legal age ). use of the derogatory name jezebel,in a negative way toward oneself. caning in a sexual way/sexual punishment way. negative self talk. dom/sub dynamics though not explicitly stated. near use of a safe word. sub drop. mild daddy kink? it's there, belle calls him that once or twice and elvis refers to himself as big daddy once. abandonment issues. author’s note: so this was sort of an accidental fic. once upon a time an anon came into my inbox and mentioned liking my fic about belle and professor presley with belle experiencing sub drop. i had never written that but between my right hand woman for belle and elvis @butlersxbirdy ( seriously, y'all she is the reason this entire series exists ) and my baby girl @stylespresleyhearted going "OKAY BUT CAN YOU DO IT THO I WANT IT." this fic was born. special thanks as always to my discord wives, christi and marina and for kicks also bee who i made love big daddy with these two. as always i love the love this fic series gets and truly i live for comments and questions regarding it or any of my serieses/fics. hell, the reason this series is a series is because y'all keep requesting more stuff from it. pay no mind to the moodboard as far as physicality goes or ethnicity, i just basically fell in love with her face because of daisy jones and she's got the right vibe.

It's funny, you think, how once upon a time the things you do with Elvis were things you shied away from with your other- partners if you could even call them that. There's something to be said about the sheer ease at which Elvis puts you in to make you agree to anything. You figure it's because you know he'll always take care of you. You figure it's because of how he'll stop if you cry out in more than just a pleasurable pain. No, he'll make sure you're alright, make sure his precious Belle, his angel sent from God himself is alright.

Smack.

A low keen leaves your mouth at the sting of his cane against your ass, hitting a spot still a bit tender from a week ago. Elvis had asked if you were alright with this, asked if you were ready to take this on this soon and it had been an easy question to answer. Of course you were alright because you had been the one to ask for it again. It's not that you needed it- craved it every second of the day but you knew very well you had nearly gotten yourself and him in some very hot water. It deserved more than his words of admonishment murmured against your neck and your hair. It deserved the caning that he rarely brings out but that you know tends to set you straight. Tends to keep you in line in a way you'll both never admit or question beyond these moments when he uses it. Your hand starts to move toward your ass, wanting to rub the spot that's sore before—

"Hands on the bed. Ya know better. Keep 'em where they're 'posed t'be," Elvis commands as your hands settle back against the bed. Back to where they ought to be because Elvis- Big Daddy- Professor Presley told you to keep them there.

"Elvis—" you start before another smack of the cane has your ass jiggling and has him chuckling a little as his ringed hand palms the area. You hiss.

"Ya asked for this, 'member? Told me ya needed the lesson, hm? Needed t'be 'minded that ya need t'be good, right? Keep that tongue o'yours in check. Doin' so good, Y/N. Doin' so good. What number we on?"

Your mind, fuzzy as it's becoming can focus on the number, can focus on something, settle on something that allows you to not float completely away. The grounding element of everything that keeps you tied to the Earth, tied to him and your life together. Your mouth opens and one single word falls out, "Three."

"Outta five, that's right, Belle. But ya haven't been countin' 'em out loud, have ya? Been tryin' to keep me from hearin' ya? Hearin' what my cane does to ya?" Elvis allows himself to lean against you, to press his stomach against your burning backside, his own warmth both a balm and an irritant against it. His chest hair scratches at your skin and earns a light whine as some rubs just the wrong way, the friction unwanted for now.

"Yes," you whine, arching your back as if to tease when really you only want to chase after the feel of the cane, of his body against yours in order to float and to feel safe. At your arch, he moves off of you and brings down his cane once more, this time closer to your vagina, in that dip where your thighs and butt meet. The part where his hands would grip and squeeze and slap when you rode his cock or his thighs. The number slides through your brain and into your mouth. "Four!"

You hadn't meant to shout the number but the sting overwhelmed you, the sting almost had you telling Elvis to stop, that this was too much too soon after the last week. It stopped though, the urge to tell him to set down his cane and pull you into his arms stopped. Still, even with your lack of asking, there's a pause with Elvis, a pause that has him leaning against you once more, his hand automatically starting to palm your ass. "Y'alight?"

He expects an honest answer out of you as you expect honest answers out of him when he wants to pretend his body isn't betraying him and hurting him. The bright side of when you do things like this, when you trust him to remind you to be a good girl- a good woman- you'll always tell him the truth.

A nod is what you manage before your body slumps forward just a little, the effort of holding yourself up on your hands against the bed becoming just a bit too much to handle. Elvis ought to stop right there and he knows it, can see an exhaustion settling into your body but a promise is a promise and he allows himself one final smack of the cane, lighter than all the others at the most fleshy and least bruised part of your behind.

"Five," you murmur against the sheets of the bed, your eyes a little glassy as he moves the cane to the side and tries to pull you up to a standing position. He manges it just barely but you lean against his chest, hand snaking up his chest to run your fingers through his chest hair. "Shower?"

You think it's you who asked for a shower but you're not sure, not sure with how your clit throbs and aches as it always does when Elvis does this to you, whenever you do something similar to this. Whenever he disciplines you like you deserve to be, because a simple talking to wouldn't have done, your body needed to know what was at stake. Whoever asked didn't matter as Elvis helped you walk to the bathroom anyway, his hands moving between your legs, playing with your clit, sliding his fingers between your folds gently as you rested your body against his own. It doesn't take long to finish the shower, doesn't take long for Elvis to wrap you in a towel and dry you off, only detaching himself to grab pajamas for both of you. You hadn't been this way last week but it had been earlier in the night, perhaps you were just tired from the day.

The bed sheets and Elvis provide a warmth that finally drags you into the land of sleep willingly and gladly.

It's cold.

It shouldn't be cold, you think. Elvis runs as hot as a furnace and usually makes you so hot that you have to slip from under the covers in the middle of the night. Your eyes blink to try and adjust to your surroundings and you realize it is the middle of the night. Why is it cold in the middle of the night?

Your heart lurches in your chest, moving upward to your throat as your hand moves to Elvis's side of the bed only to feel cool emptiness beside you.

Elvis isn't there. Elvis isn't beside you. You are alone in your shared bed. Was it shared any more? Was this his way of telling you to leave? After everything? Had you finally made him realize you made a mistake?

There's a sliver of your brain, of your mind that knows the thoughts that are swarming your mind are silly and yet you can't listen to that sliver. It's wrong. Elvis isn't here with you. Why hadn't he fucked you to sleep? Why hadn't you woken up with his soft cock inside of you? Had Daddy- Had Elvis taken care of you after he hit you? Where was he? Why wasn't— Why wasn't he here? He left you. He's leaving you. He's going to kick you out when the first rays of sunlight enter through the curtains.

You don't know when you start to sob, don't know when your body starts to shake, the overwhelming lack of warmth settling into your bones, don't know when your stomach threatens to empty onto the bed. All you know is that they happen all at once. All you know is that you've done something to make Elvis abandon you.

Maybe, maybe he was still in the house, maybe you didn't disgust him so much he had to leave the entire house. If you called for him maybe he'd come. Maybe you could find out— maybe you could convince him that it was fine. You were still worthy of his love.

The wail that leaves you would embarrass you in any other context. It would mortify you if your brain could process what was happening.

He hadn't quite registered that the noise he heard was you. Hadn't quite registered that the wail he heard was you. Graceland occasionally made noises that didn't make a whole lot of sense and that hadn't changed in the entire time you've been with him. It's only when he gets closer to your shared room that he hears your wail, your moan of unmitigated distress and anguish and knows it's you. He moves as fast as his body will let him and practically slams open the door, ready to use old karate moves and the gun he's got hidden in his dresser to defend you only to realize there's no one in the room but you.

There's no one in here who could hurt you and yet you're clutching at your stomach, curled in on yourself, looking as if you want to vomit all over everything. When you look up at him he sees your glassy eyes staring back at him, unshed tears in them to go with the ones streaming down your face. He opens his mouth to ask you what's wrong only to hear your whimpers and whispers to yourself.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry D- Elvis. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." It practically sounds like a mantra, a chant you'd only a monk say. It sounds wrong coming from your lips. What did you have to be sorry for? What would make you act this way? In what feels like a flash he moves to sit next to you on the bed and starts to touch you.

For once you shy away from his touch and Elvis's heart falls through his body to the ground. You never do that, even when the two of you hadn't worked through the dumbest set of issues known to man you had never shied away from his touch. Normally you would sink into it, but— what had he done to you. Had earlier been too much? Had he broken something inside you in a way he hadn't before?

"Y/N? Belle? What—" He doesn't get the question out before you whimper.

"You were gonna leave me like I did to you. I— I was alone. You hate— you don't love me anymore. Don't want to be with— you realized what everyone else does."

Tour Guide. Used. Whore. Bel— Jezebel. Not worthy of being with him or anyone else. But especially not him. Not worthy to spend the rest of your life waking up with him. Not worthy to have children with him.

Your hands tighten around your middle even more, as if that's the part of you that needs shielding the most. As if that will make the nausea you feel go away. As if it'll keep your stomach from revolting even as you feel Elvis's hand on your shoulder, tight as it was the first day he met you.

"My— Y/N. My angel from heaven. My Belle. No—" He pulls you into a hug despite your protests and your shaking head. "I couldn't sleep. I was downstairs. You—Belle. I— After everything, I would never do that to you. I could never hate you."

"You did," you whimper, your shoulders shaking even as you feel some form of warmth from him sinking through your pajamas and into your soul. "You did. You— I left you and I deserve— I don't— I made you hate me. You're gonna—"

Elvis shushes you, forcing your body against his, forcing your chest to rub against his, his chest hair brushing against the faintest bit of skin your pajamas show. "No. You're my good girl, Belle. Always have been even when I was so angry with you. I'm here. Your Big Daddy's here." He uses the nickname you had let slip that one time so long ago, knowing he finds it funny. It's supposed to put you at ease and he feels a tension in your shoulders lessen at it.

"For— You won't make me leave?" That's the question you ask, not does he still love you, because the two go hand in hand in your mind. For him to love you, he can't abandon you.

His answer should be silly, it should make you roll your eyes but something deep inside you finally uncurls when you hear him sing one of his own song lyrics acapella. "A team of wild horses couldn't tear us apart."

A sob, stronger than the rest wrenches itself from your throat, finally earning a proper release as he holds you even tighter through the tears, his hands petting your hair, murmuring soft words of comfort. You know the position has to be uncomfortable for him but he doesn't complain, too focused on making sure you're alright. Your tears and shivers finally settle into something manageable after what feels like hours and Elvis moves to lay you down on the bed, his hand still rubbing on your chest, right where your heart is. A whimper escapes your lips in fear only for him to shake his head.

"Let me get on my side of the bed. Then ya can curl up to me," he says and to show you how serious he is, he manages to clamber on top of the bed from the bottom, his hands never leaving your body, the warmth from his touch— his always burning hands allowing embers of warmth to blossom slowly but surely inside of you.

The second he's under the covers, you move to lay on top of him. He can't abandon you, can't leave you without warning if he has to move you from atop his body. Your hands haven't left your stomach as it still continues to roil and twist inside you, the nausea refusing to abate. Elvis looks at you and follows where your hands are before placing the hand that rubbing against your chest onto your stomach. For some strange reason it calms your stomach, allows for your body to settle down, and allows for you to lock your arms around Elvis's middle.

"Stay," you whisper, placing a kiss against his skin.

"Wouldn't dream of doin' anything but."

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[hypocriticalspicewrites]

🦇Just some Fruitbats thoughts...🍒

Thinking about how the boys wouldn't be able to keep their hands off of Chrysta while she's pregnant 🙈

🦇Marko is setting stuff on her baby bump when it's big enough. Just to tease her. For example, if she's lying down, he'll put some takeout on her belly while he looks for his chopsticks or fork. Or he sets his funnelcakes on her bump so he can win her a prize from one of the games at the boardwalk.

🍒All of them completely twitterpated during her times when she was still human in pregnancy and going ham on some strawberries and watermelon, staining her blouse and mouth in red juice that looked slightly similar to blood.

🦇David is crazy about her in maternity jeans. He loves them in her just as much as he would on the floor of the cave-

🍒Dwayne offers her massages when her feet hurt and feel swollen, or her back hurts from standing too much.

🦇Those little moments when she has that glow, they're all completely SMITTEN. 🥺

🍒Helping her take showers since she can't reach her back or legs anymore. (Bonus points if while they're crouched or on their knees, they give her belly a kiss AUGH)

🦇Dwayne all over her pretty little stretch marks and extra chub, he thinks her mama body suits her beautifully...

🍒Paul having full blown conversations with her belly for some pillow talk or just spending a night in with his mate. Not talking to her. Her belly. He is going on a rant and feels a kick to his head or hand and be like, "THATS WHAT IM SAYING!"

🦇Marko is trying to make her giggle cause he likes the way her body bounces with her laughter - he just thinks it's darling.

🍒David thinks he is the shit cause he got her pregnant twice. Man is still smug about it to this day.

🦇Dwayne likes singing or humming songs his mother had used to sing him, rocking Chrysta in his arms or later on, covered in a bunch of sleeping baby vampires. 🥺

🍒She's not very tall, and if the boys (mostly Dwayne and Paul) hold stuff she needs over her head, she can't reach it- she can't even hop with the extra weight and how stubby she feels. 😭

🦇But their not as bad as David. At least they give it back to her. No, David will drop it on the floor and watch her struggle to pick it up, just so he can get a good look at her ass. Marko does the same, except he tries to get a peek at her bewbs. 👀

🍒LATE DAY ADVENTURES TO THE STORE FOR CRAVINGS FOOD WITH THE EMERSONS 🙏

🦇Both David and Dwayne LOVE pregnancy sex, but both for VERY different reasons. 👁👁

🍒Mannnny nights spent trying to convince their girl who is in hysterics that she isn't fat now that she can't fit into her size 3 jeans. 🤦‍♀️

🦇"Can I touch your boobs?" "No." "Can I suck ur titties?" "No." "Can I have some milk?" "No." "Can I touch yo-" "YOU'RE ABOUT TO GET SMACKED WITH THIS PUMP IF YOU KEEP ASKING"

🍒Baordwalk nights don't last long. Cause half the time, she's smelling booze or cigarette smoke and finding the nearest bathroom or trashcan. She cannot STOMACH strong smells - including blood. So, no kisses for the boys until they've cleaned up.

🦇Just touching her when she has hot flashes. They're naturally pretty cold dudes, so they just put a hand on her back or tummy and rub soothing circles till it'd over, or fan her.

🍒She will forever hate Dwayne and Paul for having so much hair and making her go through 9 months of heartburn TWICE/j

... Did give her super cute babies with a bunch of hair, tho.

🦇Omg if they could appear on film, they'd do sooo many stupid/funny maternity photos of her. The only one they have is snapped by Lucy, when she was still human, and doing some laundry at the Emersons, and she could barely fit through the doorway due to her tummy. 🩷

[grimmbunniee]

Eddie Munson head canon buts semi accurate but he’s an absolute menace part two (kinda nsfw but it’s like only one thing 😭)

Definitely snores in his sleep and not quiet snores either.

He plays his guitar till Wayne tells him to shut up because it’s their sixth noise complaint within a span of three days

He dog pile you if your laying down (fat rip if your on the skinny or short side, because I’m pretty sure he’s 5’11/6’0 and is probably around 195)

Definitely gets salty about your celebrity crushes

He burns his marshmallows

He was Boy Scout when he was younger but got kicked out because he almost launched his arrow into the scout master foot. (But he still has some knowledge from his Boy Scout days)

He had to get the buzzcut because he got lice and cried over it

Proceeded to lie about how he got the buzzcut and said he had cancer to get pitty from teachers and classmates till Wayne found out and grounded him for two months and made him tell everyone that he infact didn’t have cancer.

Likes to break into the community pool with you (but will only do it if you can swim if you can’t he’ll probably try to tech you)

Speaking of swimming he’s definitely shoved you underwater

He’s definitely taken you to lovers lake and y’all have probably skinny dipped

Also he likes to kiss you under water

You can’t take him grocery shopping because he’ll act like a fool in the store and probably break something

He definitely likes to tease you but the moment you do it back he short circuits

Let’s say you have powers he’d think your coolest person to exist (already does tho before he found out)

He’d probably ask if you can mess with Jason and crew

He’d also ask if can you to fling something across the room (as long as it’s not his sweetheart 🙏🏾)

Also let’s say you have telepathy’s along with telekinesis (cause it’s canon that all the kids have telekinesis along with secondary power) he’d probably call you professor x and you get mad at him for comparing you to a bald white guy mainly because you had your head shaven (if you lived at Hawkins lab and escaped with El)

He’d probably freak out if he found you can read minds because I love Eddie but definitely thinks of prevy shit especially about you.

He definitely ask if you can read Ms. O’Donnell mind so he can find out the answers for the test.

He’d probably freak out (not in mean way but not in a “you did what 😰” way I guess he’d be more surprised then freaking out) about finding out you use to carry out assassin hits but felt bad because you where forced to do it.

Moving on from the powered! Reader

He definitely hogs the blankets it’s even worse when it’s winter

He definitely kicks you in his sleep

I’m sorry but he’s definitely the small spoon

I already stated this one in part one but while he definitely smacks your ass in public in private it’s far worse because he does it twice as hard and I mean this man does a whole wind up smack it’s so loud it can be heard in Kentucky probably.

Also I love him but he’s probably punched a hole in the wall and then Wayne proceeded to get angry and made him fix it out of his own pocket.(he was grounded for four months)

Also I personally head canon that Wayne’s been Eddie’s guardian since he was around 10/11.

If you have a pet this is how Eddie greets you

One time he got so high that he pissed himself he’s still embarrassed about to this day.

He definitely plays air guitar in shower (and has slipped in the shower because he got way to into it)

Takes snowball fights way to seriously (like he almost took out your eye due to how hard he throws 😭)

Definitely drank a bottle of perfume when he was drunk and mainly did it for a bet (he won 15 dollars that day)

[pinkrifle]

Hc’s for being childhood friends with randy?

HOLY MOTHER EFFING SHIT!!! THANK YOU FOR THIS REQ. ILY.

we ❤️ RANDY around here, folks.

— being childhood friends with randy!!

cws/tw’s: weed mention, but like, when is randy not associated with weed.

a/n 1: this is very ooc since i don’t watch much randy clips, but i’ll think about actually educating mysel before telling ppl i write for things 😭 so my fault, dw 🫶

misc. notes: reader and randy are 10-13

you guys are KICK ASS at kickball. everyone see’s hell when you guys are on the same team.

definitely the ones who are complete goof fuckin balls in the nice teachers class.

joking about starting weed farms or being edible dealers, always looking for random ways to get high (it never works)

sus ass jokes. YALL R ALWAYS SO GAY even if your making the jokes to the opposite gender 😙

assuming randy was also childhood friends with sharon at the time, your always doing the most annoyingest shit ever,,

making kissy faces at them and bringing them valentines gifts in the others’ name, they know it’s you but act flustered to humor you &lt;3

going over to randy’s house and cooking, he used to be a good cook .. uhhhhhhhh we don’t talk about that 🤭 but you do make dinner for him sometimes

doing reckless stuff, cheating on tests and usually getting caught. he’s a little ditzy so you guys hardly think twice about your dummy actions!!

y’all try weed the first time when your 13, absolutely euphoric and you have severe fkn munchies. definitely doesn’t start the farm until later but still, weed is amazing to u guys

rlly weird roast sessions, like your roasts suck but people will laugh a t anything you guys say so you say it!!

on halloween you guys dress up as weed leaves, your parents won’t let you dress up as it infront of them so you change as soon as you get out the house fr

if randy ever got braces (kinda unlikely but i thought this was funny) you would so rip on him for it, he would sound like shelly (even tho she doesn’t exist for many decades to come) and you call him all sorts of names. but without all the teasing you give him icecream and ice to help him with the hurting of his braces

i imagine hes like stan when he’s younger than 12, so you guys are like kyle and stan fr. inseparable besties!!

if anyone makes jokes about you guys being together (regardless if your a girl or boy) you will 100% hate that person FOREVER >:( y’all r simply besties.

a/n: holy shir this is actually so short. i’m so sorry lately i’ve been so tired but long requests -> easier to take care of, so thank u and thank you other anons for making ur requests long /gen

[artistic-intrxvert]

TBHK characters reacting to you cutting your hair (ftm!reader implied but you can imagine it how you would like)

I left out Aoi Akane (girl) since I didn't feel like writing for he but when I (eventually) open requests again and you guys want Aoi's reaction, let me know :)

Warnings: Mentions of dysphoria, I think that’s it? (Slight angst perhaps? There's fluff to it as well don't worry)

Definitely NOT proofread. You're welcome✨💅

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Hanako

I feel like Hanako would have a few different reactions depending how short you cut it

For writing purposes, let's say that you get your first FTM haircut (again, you may imagine it how you would like, I'm doing FTM because there ain't a lot of those out there)

Boy would be

Shocked

To say the least

He'd need you to explain to him what exactly being trans means-

It'd take him a moment but then he'd understand...for the most part

He really likes your new haircut because then he can scruff it up a bit like an old man would do to his grandson

If anyone ever said something transphobic or you ever felt dysphoric, he'd be there ready to either kick the other person's ass or your dysphoria's

Overall very supportive but might mess up every once in a while (he's trying and that's all that matters <3)

Nene

She'd be quite shocked to say the least

She'd be very supportive tho!

She'd ask to mess with it if you felt comfortable with that, maybe and to see if you will let her try different styles for it (depending on how short you cut it)

100% respectful of your pronouns and name of you'd want her to refer to you as such

If anyone says something transphobic to you or your having a tough time...let's not forget her ass whooping from vol. 0... as for your dysphoria, she'd make sure you refer to you with more masculine terms to make you feel yourself that day.

Example: "You look so handsome today, (Name)! Did you style your hair differently? Looks very masculine!"

Overall very, VERY supportive and there to kick anyone's ass if she needs to

Kou

SUPPORTIVE. KOU.

(I love this man sm-)

Kou would probably be super busy around you at first, thinking your haircut looks really good on you

If you go by a different set of name(s) or pronouns, he will easily adapt and will make sure others respect you too

If someone is being an asshole about it, he will most certainly stand up for you and might even threaten to get the student council president involved (Teru here the sage the day-)

If you feel dysphoric, he's there to talk to you and just overall be there to help make you feel better

(i have a feeling he'd make donuts with your pride flags in icing on them ougjfahghgou)

Doesn't mess up once (okay maybe once or twice) and is there for you all the way

Tsukasa

Alright listen-

He deadass thought someone shaved your head in the hallway or smth- 💀

You had to explain you got your hair cut and that you use a different name and set of pronouns and all that jazz

He'd just kinda be like "ok. Nice.😀 . . .give me attention"

He'd still cling to you as normal and he surprisingly doesn't mess up once

He says it's like name-calling and he hates it because he says people used to do that to Hanako, or Amane, as he sometimes calls him

At any rate, he wouldn't let anyone misgender or dead name or even think of making fun of you because he'd immediately threaten that person with just a glance alone

If you ever felt dysphoric he'd just solve it with either cuddles or whispering nicknames for you with masculine meaning

Surprisingly supportive and respectful about it

Sakura

She knew about you being trans before you got a hair cut

For some reason i have a feeling that you told her about it before others since she seems like such a good person to talk to

When she sees your haircut, i think she'd just smile and say how it suits you

If anyone else in the broadcasting room says anything negative about your hair, she will not hesitate to hit them over the head with a book

If someone says something that is transphobic, she will use the broadcasting as a way to get revenge

If you feel dysphoric, she will invite you to a tea party date and dress you with some of the most masculine clothes for it to make you feel yourself

Sakura is honestly one of the main reasons i say i love women-

Very neutral reaction, but that's not a bad thing :)

Natsuhiko

I personally don't like Natsuhiko but i will try-

I think he'd believe that the LGBTQIA+ community was a myth or something (we all know he's dumb)

He won't be transphobic or anything, tho

He'd be supportive of you and say how your hair cut looks nice and that's about it lol

If anyone was ever being transphobic he would tell them to piss off

If you were feeling dysphoric, he'd comfort you with his best ability (mostly just saying how handsome you look in your uniform or something like that-)

Also very chill about it, supportive :)

Akane

Akane would be a little shocked but supportive

Honestly would be ready to shmck anyone that was rude to you about anything invoking your identity or haircut

That being said, if what the person said was transphobic, he'd beat that person up

If you were feeling dysphoric, he'd be there to comfort you offering to get a distraction if it would help you

Pretty supportive and very threatening to those that don't accept you

[valyrou]

hi, i asked this to someone else but got ignored so- could you write a vance hopper x reader where the reader works at the grab n’ go and was best friends with vance (probably a secret mutual crush) but then vance gets kidnapped and the reader reminisces by the pinball machine (maybe happy ending where none of the kids got killed and the reader reunites with vance)

A/n: shame on the person that ignored you! (Jkjk) It’s such a good request!!

So we all know vance is a Hard Ass, so instead of ‚failing‘ to kill the grabber he actually did kill him ;)

Hurt to comfort Vance x Gn!Reader

Warnings: kidnapping, mention of injuries, cursing, typical Vance behavior (let me know if there’s anything else)

Here with you

The grab n‘ go store was always packed in the Summer times. You liked and hated it at the same time. You liked it because a lot of cash would fly in the register but hated it because sometimes some boys and girls tried hitting on you or started a fight. If you had to guess around this time of the year you would have to call the police at least 5 times.

The actual good thing was, that Vance was always around. He would always play with that pinball machine and sometimes you would sneak some snacks to him. He was a weird one because you couldn’t tell if he liked it or if he hated you sneaking snacks to him. He would often say „what the Fuck is this shit, you think I’m poor??!“ but he would still take it.

Over the time you came to realize that it was the nature of the curly haired boy to always seem tough and rude, so everytime he‘d curse at you, you took it as a thank you wrapped in insults. To your surprise the two of you somehow got close to each other.

Vance started to stay after the store had to close, or your shift ended and walk you home. You started to believe that he did it on purpose to get close to you, but when you brought it up to him he immediately got defensive and say stuff like „As if I’d want to get ‚close‘ to some freak like you! Dream on dickhead“ and storm off.

He didn’t talk to you for a week until you apologized for it. Nonetheless, you knew that something was up because every time a boy would try and hit on you, he‘d be there to fuck them up saying „they‘re just some fucking Bully, they just want to fuck with you idiot“ even tho you thought it was brutal and overprotective, it was somehow still sweet of him to care for you like that.

Until one sunny evening when you just got off of work and didn’t see Vance waiting for you Infront of the store. It was unusual since he would wait for you, but you just brushed it off thinking that he had something important to do. You walked home yourself and noticed a black van in the street. It creeped you out and you wanted to turn the other way and avoid that creepy van until you heard yelling coming from it.

You immediately knew whos voice that was and didn’t think twice. You ran in record time to that van and saw a struggling Vance trying to break free from some middle aged man. You looked around for a weapon but couldn’t find anything, so you decided to just throw yourself in the fight.

„LEAVE HIM ALONE YOU PERV!“ you screamed while running full speed at the stranger and tackling him in the side. The unknown man yelped but wasn’t affected to much and just kicked you in the guts making you fall to your knees coughing. Vance cocked his head back, hitting the kidnappers nose who then dropped him.

You scrumbled to your feet, Vance tried to get to you but was yanked back. The stranger sprayed something in his mouth as he tried to scream and you could see how Vance body fell limp in just mere seconds. Vance was roughly thrown in the back of the van and you tried to throw a punch at the middle aged man. He caught your fist and roughly twisted your arm „Fucking kids“ he swung and hit your face so hard that it knocked you out asap. He just dropped you on the pavement and drove off as quick as he could.

When you woke up you were at the hospital. Your memories were poor and all you could remember was Vance getting thrown in a van. You couldn’t remember where it happened, how the kidnapper looked like or what the van looked like. You had a really bad concussion and a sprained arm. You felt awful for not being able to help Vance..

You were advised to stay home and rest, but the thought of doing nothing was unbearable so you went to the only place you know you made good memories with. The grab n‘ go store.

You actually got the owner to make the pinball machine inaccessible, so Vance could play where he had left his Highscore at. If he ever came back.. the owner respected you a lot and even let you stay longer at the store. Even after closing time, you would sit on the floor next to the pinball machine and wait.. you didn’t know what you waited for.. maybe for Vance to show up? Maybe you just wanted to drown yourself in pity? You didn’t know anymore

Every passing hour you grew more anxious about him. You had to admit, Vance was a huge asshole, but he was your asshole. He was your protector, maybe not guardian angel but guardian devil for sure. If only you knew in what distress Vance was down in the basement. He thought the grabber did something to you.. something far more horrible than kidnapping.

Maybe the thought of not knowing if you were okay gave him the strength he needed to kill that kidnapping bastard. And he did. Oh Vance killed that perverted old man with a smirk on his face. He was alive, but that didn’t matter to him. What mattered to him was, if you were okay.

He always tried to be distant to you, but he just couldn’t help himself falling for you. When he saw you trying to save him back when he got kidnapped, that was when he finally admitted his feelings to himself..

You thought your heart stopped when the police reported that Vance hopper was found alive and well in a neighborhood not far from yours. You heard everything they said but couldn’t register it in your head, you just hurriedly threw on some shoes and ran to Vances house.

When he opened the door you froze up, taking all his features in. He had a bruise here and there and a few patched up wounds but he looked fine. Before he could even say a word, you jumped into his arms hugging him tight. You were sure he would try to push you away and throw some insulting things at you, but to your surprise he hugged you back in the most soft and gentle way you could have ever imagined.

Just after feeling his touch you couldn’t hold back anymore and every tear you had bravely held back the days he was gone flooded over your cheeks like a river, and he was there. Vance was there to comfort you without saying a word. Without making fun of your pathetic tears „Vance!“ you cried out, sobbing into his shoulder „I thought I lost you“ you felt as if your tears wouldn’t stop rolling down your face

„I‘m fine y/n… I‘m here with you“ he said. That was the first time he ever said your name and when he did, you couldn’t stop your face from flushing into a deep red „I’m sorry I couldn’t save you.. I tried I really did-“ you ranted but he shut you up by just pulling you tighter to his chest „just shut up.. I know you tried your best“ he said. It was weird hearing him sound so genuine.. so calm.

You didn’t say anything and just stood in his arms, embracing each other „I like you y/n“ that hit you unexpected „are you okay vance? Did you hit your head?“ you looked up to look him in the face but he just scoffed. He was about to let go of you, when you hold on tight „I‘m just kidding!“ you chuckled „I like you too“ you smiled sheepishly „good because it would have been fucking embarrassing if you didn’t“ he said. You both started chuckling. You were glad he was ok.. And he thought the same

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Any headcannons on relationsjips between legions and their Primarchs? Any Astartes crushing(and maybe actually acting?) on said crushes? Or what the Astartes think of the relationships between Primarchs and that they more or less got stepsiblings because of that

Ohhh there is SO MUCH TO SAY. So many astartes.... I'll try to cover a wide range! Not the legions today tho, maybe another time~

Sevatar (my fav astarte <3): Shitlord supreme. Drive Konrad half mad, but also the person he trust the most in the world. Saw his half feral murderous cannibal dad and went "yeah imma hit that" because he has the self preservation of a lemming on crack. He's also very much pro "Yeaaaah boss go get laid!!!". That said... He does have an excessively protective streak, and does not trust anyone with his primarch heart.

Forrix: He's so tired man. Can anyone other than him just? Also give a shit about pert as a person? Please? He won't even complain if he walk in on the two fucking he just want another emotional crutch. He'll send them an edible arrangement.

Kharn: a complicated case actually! He does respect Angron but will also call him on his bullshit. If he wants to fuck with someone?? That's their problem, he'll check to see who's alive in the morning. Not interested in Angron like that, their relationship is very much familial, he got his Gf Lutara and his Bf Argel Tal.

Lucius: No more in love with Fulgrim than any other EC. They probably fucked once or twice but like... That's doesn't even register on his emotional range. Most likely to walk in on his primarch having sex and have them start talking legions affair without blinking an eye.

Fabius Bile: Why is everyone so fucky around him. Why. Kids these days, always so god damn horny!!! Cmon, out of here, yes that mean you too Fulgrim, you might be a primarch but if you contaminate those sample again god help me-

Ahriman: Takes no shit and no prisoner. Does he love Magnus? Yes. Would he also kick his ass if he belive he's right? Also yes. See him as a brother and kind of an equal, would fuck around with him too for fun. He would also mercilessly judge his primarch romantic choice, because Magnus has Trash Taste, between Leman, Perturabo and Lorgar.

Erebus: NO BAD GO AWAY. Absolutly shame poor baby Lorgar for wanting love. Think astartes falling for one another is Gross and Wrong. No one gets to fuck him because I hate him and he deserve blue balls for eternity

Argel Tal: "Bro is gay to kiss your Sworn Battle Brother from another legion on the mouth?" "Nha bro it's not gay if you say no homo before". Him and Kharn have been dating for 5 years and they don't know it yet, those two gay disaster. They are disaster. He would very much like to hook up his dad with Magnus, think it would help him :)

Aeonid Thiel: the only ultramarine to have ever blurted right to Robby's face that he would like to be bend over his desk and serve him on his back. Was politely dismissed. He still keep hope in his heart to be one day get to suck. That. Dick.

Sigismund: Excuse u. That's HIS Dorn. Quite jealous and possesive of his.... Primarch? Best friend? Brother? Boyfriend? Dad? They don't even know themself. Ofc no one is good enough for him. And he will loudly say so. Let's not talk about how he would love to be "punished" by that dick.

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hi i'm here with Hong Lu propoganda! Vote for Hong Lu if you love the rights of stupid men plz

he's SO pretty tho, look at him!!!

he's even got that heterochomia! He's named after a beautiful gemstone, which means he's like twice as pretty

also sometimes you can make your characters in Limbus essentially go Sicko Mode with super-powered attacks called EGO, and one of Hong Lu's EGO, Roseatte Desire, WELL....

the limbus characters also get to fight while borrowing skills of their alt-universe selves, and Hong Lu's alts are slaying in more ways then one - both because they genuinely kick ass but ALSO

also he be STYLING

my man's got STYLE, he's one of the nicest fellas in this group of weirdos but also he's STUPID AS FUCK, he's one of the prettiest men you'll ever lay eyes on, but he's also shown slight hints of "there is something seriously wrong with this guy behind his eternal smiles" and i am so seriously concerned about wtf is gonna be wrong with his family

he's, like all the other sinners in limbus, is also a literary reference!! I don't know too much about the book he's based on, but he's supposed to be based on Dream of the Red Chamber so if lit references are cool to you then this is your guy!!!

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[marvelfilth]

Aw-shucks *blushes* Thank you so much!

If you're interested, I got some chaotic moments that happened to hopefully make you laugh! 🤭

(Before I start, everyone tests so I do spend some of my time focusing on attacking people and not just being attacked.)

-I had to let someone get on top of me in a certain position and then fight my way out. So this girl my age does so, and I easily flip her off of me cause she's Jenna-sized. As I go to fight my way from ontop of her, she grabs me and pulls me down into her to lock me in a hold which makes my face get pressed into her boobs and I'm very uncomfortable (I felt like I was violating her even tho she was the one who did it to me) I ended up just standing up while she was basically koala hugging me and the bitch (respectfully) swept my leg and fell on top of me and did the move again!

-Was kicked in the "downstairs area" TWICE!!! It doesn't hurt as much as a woman as it would for a man, but it still stuns the shit out of you! But then I put them in a clench and nailed them back so- 😏

-I put a big guy in a bearhug. Typically, if you can, you pick them up. So I thought I'd try and I held this grown ass man in the air while he flailed around. Fun times 😂

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"Jenna-sized" got me CACKLING

She figured out your weaknesses and used it against you, I gotta respect that!

You held a man in the air???? Damn 😮

[signedeclipse]

hi! This is my first time requesting anything, but imma try my best 👍

I'd like to request a match up, if that's ok!

Im bisexual, she/her. Very short (5 ft exactly) with curly hair. My sense of style is a mess. It's all very brightly patterned thrift shop stuff, or old clothes from middle school I still fit in (even tho that was like a decade ago....rip) aka like graphic tees.

Personality... very shy/anxious. Once I find someone I'm comfortable with I can be very loud tho. Once I open up I'm pretty snarky/sarcastic. Almost always, if I'm a little mean to someone it means I'm comfortable around them enough not to be hyper polite.

I like to read and write (even tho I never show anyone my writing lol). I also like karate and judo! I get my ass kicked on the regular, but it's fun. (I can throw ppl twice my weight hehehe)

I hope that's good enough...I just kinda word vomited in the ask box lol hope you can understand

Anyway thank you very much and I hope you have wonderful days 👍

You got…Kaigaku!

You two met when he was human and he really misjudged you! He can be mean and snarky to those he thinks won't bite back, but after a few back and forths he learns quickly that you have just as much of a sharp tongue as he does.

Both of you would have a very big 'no one can insult my s/o except for me' dynamic. He could pick you apart in a minute, but if someone even suggests a single negative thing about you he will hunt. them. down. He will make entire enemies out of people who said your hair was kind of messy that day.

Kaigaku does not care whether you want him to read your writing or not, he will snatch it out of your hands and hide in a tree just so he can taunt you about it, but secretly he really enjoys your writing and will take back any words that stop you from continuing a work.

One of his favourite things about you is your strength. You are so promising that you can stand up to him so long as he isn't using a breathing style. Despite his size, you can have him on the ground with enough strategy, which encourages him to train hand to hand with you so he can improve himself. He is reluctant to teach you anything about swords because he knows you might outdo him.

Expect a relationship that is very playful, sometimes difficult but always a gift that keeps giving. Kaigaku will protect you at all costs, and if that means loving you into your grave then so be it.

Authors Note - I'm glad I could be your first request! Thank you for your patience, anon! I really hope I was able to make a matchup thats up to your standars <3