#finally watched this show. she is so normal.

[ashwhowrites]

Hey you!

I have an Eddie fluff request - he's in love with his best friend and has no idea she secretly feels the same, too chicken to tell her, but one night when she sleeps over at his, in the same bed he whispers everything he can't say in words, no idea that she's actually awake, hearing everything. So she starts "falling asleep" everywhere to have him tell her more about how much he loves her and when he voices concern about her being so tired "perhaps you need some vitamins supplement?" she confess that she has only pretended to hear him tell her he loves her, because she was chicken too

Very cute fluff! I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it! Thank you for requesting 🫶🏻

Bedtime whispers

Eddie fell in love with his best friend over the years. They met in high school and connected instantly. Eddie felt safe around her and she was his protector. Whenever he got bullied, she saved the day. It was hard not to be smitten with her.

But he would never admit that to her. He finally had someone in his life that he refused to lose. She meant more than a friend to him. He valued their friendship and would hate himself if he ruined it. She was an amazing girl and he wanted to keep his claws in her.

Everyone else saw what he saw, which meant he had to bite his tongue whenever she dated someone or was interested in someone. It made his stomach drop and everything inside of him hurt. Luckily, the boys never lasted, he might have been the reason but she didn't need to know that.

With how close they were, they always had sleepovers. It was one of Eddie's favorite things they did together. They talked all night, watched movies, and ate everything Wayne bought that week. He loved laying next to her and feeling her warmth. He loved tangling their legs together underneath the covers and her head on his chest. He couldn't help but wish it lasted forever. As she dreamed, he daydreamed of marrying her and growing old.

~

Eddie turned off the lamp as they cuddled into bed. His back hit the mattress and she cuddled into him. Her head was on his chest as she sighed in delight. There was a comforting feeling Eddie provided and his smell was like a hug.

Eddie heard her breathing get softer and her body gets heavy. It was normal for her to fall asleep first. Eddie always struggled but he didn't mind laying still for her to cling on to. He looked down at her and softly ran his fingers through her hair.

"Do you know how hard it is to keep a secret from your other half?" Eddie whispered. She was asleep and he needed to say everything on his chest so he could sleep.

"It's hard. When I look at you, I wish I could say what's on my mind. I wish I could tell you how I fell in love with you and keep falling."

Y/N hoped he couldn't feel how fast her heart was racing. She didn't want him to know she was awake, so she stayed still. After a few seconds, he began to softly snore.

~

Y/N never stopped thinking about Eddie's confession. She felt the same as he did but was always too scared to say something. She thought it was funny that they both felt the same and were too chicken to say anything about it.

She wanted to hear more, she wanted to hear every thought Eddie had about her. So, she decided to "fall asleep" a few times to see what he had to say.

"Tired?" Eddie asked, Y/N faked a yawn and placed her head in Eddie's lap. The movie she already had seen a thousand times played in the background. She didn't mind to miss it as she closed her eyes.

"A bit," she lied, humming softly when Eddie began to play with her hair. Y/N tried to slow down her breathing to show that she was asleep.

She listened to the movie as time passed.

"You asleep?" Eddie whispered

Y/N stayed silent and tried not to smile as Eddie softly touched her face.

"You have the prettiest skin, I always think about caressing your cheek, and placing my lips on yours. It's hard not to stare and think about it when you apply lip gloss. Your lips memorize me." Eddie whispered as he placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

~

Y/N kept it going.

Week after week she "fell asleep" to listen to him.

"Your eyes are my favorite"

"I love how easy you fit in my arms"

"You have the sweetest perfume and I love that it lingers on my sheets"

"I get jealous when guys ask you out"

"I'm in love with you and I always will be"

"No one comes close to you"

"If I ever got the courage, I'd ask you to marry me"

~

"Tired again? Do you need to see a doctor or take something?" Eddie asked, he was concerned by how much she seemed to need to sleep.

"What?" Y/N laughed as she looked up from Eddie's lap.

"You've been tired lately. I'm concerned somethings off with your health." Eddie explained, his hands working through her hair.

"Oh, I don't think it's anything to stress about," Y/N tried to brush him off but he looked worried.

"Is there something going on at home?"

Y/N sighed and sat up.

"Eddie, look," she said, "I've been pretending to sleep because I like hearing things you say about me."

Eddie looked like a deer in headlights. The terror was clear to see on his face.

"I love you too, and I've been too scared to say it. And hearing you confess everything to me, even if you thought I was sleeping, I want you to know what I love about you." She said as she placed herself in Eddie's lap.

He swallowed and nervously wrapped his arms around her.

"I love your hair, your soft eyes, I've dreamed of kissing your lips," her thumb traced his bottom lip, "I love your jokes, your dirty mind, and how creative you are. An-"

But Eddie heard enough, she confessed she felt the same and he didn't want to wait another second. He placed his hand on the back of her head and brought her lips to his. He moaned as she finally felt the feeling of her lips against his. She tasted like a dream.

Y/N whimpered as she lost her hands in his hair, the kiss deepening as Eddie took control of the kiss. He picked her up and moved her on her back. Their lips connected as he settled on top of her and slipped his tongue into her mouth.

"Fuck," Y/N moaned as Eddie pulled away, their lust-filled eyes staring at each other.

"Agreed," Eddie panted out

"Do it again," Y/N demanded as she pushed Eddie's head back down. He gladly listened, his tongue working inside of her mouth as his hands moved up her thighs and landed underneath her shirt. His fingers caused goosebumps to rise on her skin.

Eddie tested the waters as he rocked his hips into her, his cock twitched as she whimpered and moved her hips back. They were so lost in each other, their bodies hungrily moving against each other. Their tongues battled and Eddie grabbed her free hand to bring it down to his pants. She got the hint and rubbed him over his sweatpants.

"OH FOR FUCKS SAKE!"

The couple jumped apart, Eddie gulped as Wayne stood over the couch with his hands over his eyes. Y/N refused to look at him, staring at Eddie.

"I'm glad you two figured this out finally, but please Eddie keep it behind your bedroom door." Wayne declared before he walked off into his room.

Eddie looked down at Y/N with a nod, "So bedroom?"

Y/N scoffed as she reached and smacked Eddie with a pillow. "You are an idiot."

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[angel5ofp0rn]

Are the kids parent trapping john and the reader? 😭💞

Oh, they absolutely are 🙂‍↕️

(u totally cured my writers block i’m gonna give u a lil kiss)

PT 4 / PT 6 😋

ExHusband!Price x f!reader

*one of my biggest icks when i read stuff like this is when the writer names the kids and the names are ugly but i did that here and im so sorry. a thousand apologies. 😔

You and John stood in the mudroom, playing a divorced couple who had no lingering feelings.

Acting as if you didn’t spend all weekend weak in the knees at the sight of him walking around the house shirtless in his grey sweatpants like he never left.

Pretending that John didn’t ask you to take him back.

Like you didn’t fuck. Like you didn’t even kiss.

“I’ll bring the kids by next weekend, then.” You say casually, arms crossed as you lean against the archway.

John just nods as he pulls on his boots.

“Gabriel has a… a parent-teacher meeting on Wednesday.” You mention, trying to sound nonchalant. “They’re usually just an in-and-out kind of thing, we look at his artwork and whatever. It’s nothing serious… but if you wanted to go-”

“What time?” John asks as he stands up from the bench.

“5pm.”

John nods again. “I’ll be there.”

You chew your lower lip as you look at him. Why is him wanting to be a good dad so…

“Gabriel, Linnie! Come say bye to dad!” You call over to the playroom where the children were.

The little ones race around the corner in no time, crashing into their dad and clinging their little arms and legs around his legs, sitting on his boots.

“We don’t want daddy to go!” The youngest pouts.

“Why can’t dad have another sleepover?” The oldest whines.

“Right, you two. Stop giving mummy a hard time.” John puts on the stern dad voice for a moment.

The kids whine and moan but eventually listen to their dad and un-cling themselves from his legs.

“Since daddy had a sleepover with us this weekend, you two can have a sleepover with him next weekend. Deal?”

“Will you come to daddy’s sleepover too, mummy?” The youngest asks innocently.

You blush.

John grins, his eyebrows raising.

“No… I…”

“Please come to daddy’s sleepover!” The youngest begs, puppy dog pout and all.

“You and daddy can have kissies and we won’t even look this time.” The oldest offers earnestly.

You hear John stifle a laugh.

You shoot him a glare.

“We’ll talk about it later.” Is all you can offer. “Give your dad a big hug so he can get going.”

They listen, for once. They each give John and big bear hug and in return receive a kiss on the head.

Then they both stood to the side and watched John and you, as if they were waiting for something.

“See you Wednesday, mummy.” John grins as he opens the door.

“Goodbye, daddy.” You roll your eyes, a dumb smile on your lips as you close it after him.

“No kissies?” The youngest child frowns, looking to her big brother in confusion, her little hands up in a shrug.

The older child shrugs as well, as if he’s just as confused by this.

•••

When Wednesday night rolls around you start to regret inviting John to Gabe’s school.

You just went two whole days without him. Things were finally going back to normal.

You walk in to the school with your oldest holding one of your hands, you other hand supporting the youngest on your hip.

The three of you wait around by the front doors for a while.

5:00

5:05

5:23

“Maybe daddy got busy with work.” You force a smile as you try to reassure your five year old. “Let’s just get in there, I wanna see your classroom!”

“I wanna wait for dad.” Your oldest crosses his arms.

“Yeah!” The youngest follows suit, crossing her little arms as she stands next to the oldest.

Why did you even tell them that he was coming? You glance down at your phone, still not seeing any notifications from John.

“Look, let’s just go in. Your dad is-”

“Daddy!” The two children squeal and giggle when they see John walk through the doors. They go running, being scooped up into his arms.

“You’re late.” You cross your arms.

“Showed up, though, didn’t I?” He smiles, though you have a feeling there’s something hiding behind it.

He sets the oldest to his feet and the rest of you follow him to the classroom. The youngest squirms out of John’s hold so she can run around and touch… well, everything.

“Mrs. Price!” Your oldest’s teacher greets you cheerily. “Good to see you again!”

John quirks an eyebrow at you.

Mrs. Price?

You kept his last name?

Of course you pretend not to see his reaction to the news.

It’s not that big of a deal, really. You just didn’t want to do the extra paperwork.

“Mr. Price, I don’t believe we’ve met.” The young, pretty teacher smiles as he extends her hand to John.

The comment, though true, hurt John. It really made him realize how much he’s been missing out on since the divorce.

“John.” He corrects her as he shakes her hand, grinning.

“John.” She repeats softly, as if trying to remember it.

You swear you see her cheeks turn pink.

If it wasn’t for the kids being here, you’d fucking-

“Mum!” Gabe tugs on your pant leg.

You turn to see what he was pointing at.

Behind you was a wall full of artwork, mostly of little stick people or random scribbles. Above all the art were the words “Our Families”.

“Aww, which one is yours, monkey?” You smile, lifting your oldest so he can point to his artwork for you.

You follow his little finger to a white paper with a house shape containing four figures.

Above their heads are written mum, dad, me, sissy.

“John,” you call over your shoulder. “Come look at what Gabe drew.”

John is by your side in a second, your youngest in his arms.

“You know, he used to draw two houses.” You glance at John. “Yours and mine.”

“Huh…” John nods, taking in the artwork. “How ‘bout that…”

•••

“Thank you for coming with. It meant a lot to Gabriel.” You tell John as the two of you stand between your cars in the parking lot.

“Not a problem, love.” He smiles softly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

You look down at the snow under your boots before looking back up.

“Miss Halle has the hots for you, huh?” You ask with slightly bitter tone.

“Does she now?” John grins, his head tilted to the side. “Didn’t notice.”

“Like hell you didn’t notice. She was all, ‘Ooh, John.’” You mimic. John laughs.

“Jealous, are you?”

“No.” You frown, crossing your arms in front of your chest. “It was just… unprofessional, you know?”

John just grins.

There it is.

Fuck, he missed that. Missed knowing you cared.

“Drive home safely, lovey.” John says finally.

You nod, turning to get into your car, but you’re stopped by a hand on your arm.

John turns you around and plants a kiss to your lips.

You just let him, knees weak, his hands cupping your face.

He has you. You’re his…

The two children in the backseat of your car, watching through the window from their car seats, turn to each other and smile triumphantly.

[444rockstargf]

girl im so high rn i need euronynous who go to church w a super innocent reader and he slowly corrupts her (cnc 😛) and she starts to believe he is god xx

-🎀

thank you for this!!

"you're my religion." | euronymous

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female!reader x r!euronymous

word count: 622

contents: slightly smutty, public teasing, not proofread

“you ever been to a place like this before, sugar-tits?“

euronymous’ arm tightened around your waist as he picked you up out of the passenger seat of his van, setting you on the sidewalk as you two gazed up at the large, white church in front of you. 

you looked up at him, shaking your head as he started to walk you to the entrance. it was a bright sunday morning, bringing in nicely dressed people of all sorts to listen to this morning’s sermon. pastel-coloured, overly-modest dresses heavily contrasted the skintight mini dress that euronymous had you put on for the occasion, revealing just enough of your cleavage and hips to make you stand out.

euronymous, dressed in black jeans (not torn, shockingly) and a black button-up shirt that was tight enough to show a sculpted figure underneath with his hair done up in a tight bun, leaving two strands out, looked down at you, watching as you fiddled with the cross necklace that rested in the valley of your breasts. from a normal person’s perspective, you and him looked like two whores ready to turn the church into a brothel.

you had to admit, you never thought that oystein aarseth, terror incarnated and the lord of chaos, would be taking you to church. you had made the mistake of stepping into his record store, mindlessly looking through his inventory. but he viewed you as a piece of fresh meat, ready to be chewed and swallowed.

you felt two of his fingers inching underneath your dress, finally resting on your ass as you and him walked into the church. instantly, you felt the disapproving glares of almost everybody on the premises. just as embarrassment began to coil in your gut, euronymous sat down in a little pew at the very back of the church, pulling you down by your hips until you were perched on his lap, his thigh between your legs and making your dress slowly move up your hips. he was loving the view. he had gotten front-row seats to the show of his life.

“you comfy like this, angel?” he wrapped his arms around you from behind, making you lean back on him a little more. you nodded, thanking the heavens that you were out of the pastor’s view. 

you felt euronymous’ hot breath hitting your back as the people in the church stood, rising as the choir began to sing hymns. you could just barely hear him muttering how his music was much better than this. his leg had started to bounce ever so slightly underneath you, your breath starting to hitch as he massaged slow circles onto your waist.

you bit your lip, suppressing a noise but letting a little whimper slip through your teeth. euronymous let his fingers dig into the plush flesh of your ass, shaking his head with disapproval. “oh c’mon, baby. look at you, already becoming such a mess. you can’t just blatantly sin in the church.” he spoke tauntingly like he was a greater being chastising you for your misdemeanors.

you felt your cheeks burning up, partially from embarrassment, mainly because of lust. how sinful. you gasped softly as he pressed his knee into your burning core, bringing his lips to your ear to whisper to you, just as the sermon began. “i want you to behave yourself until we get out of here, got it?” he brought his hand to your cleavage, twirling the cross around your neck between his fingers. you swallowed hard, muttering quietly. “yes, euro…”

he gripped you tightly, almost to the point of pain. “yes, who?” his quiet whisper was edged with the sharpness of a blade, making your heartbeat spike one last time. 

“yes, master.”

author's note: i did not write this with the intention of being blasphemous towards anyone's religion!

[vecnawrites]

For the month of May but also for May the 4th.

May Zedong and Jaune have been binge watching Star Wars movies and shows since May the 4th is coming up. May couldn’t help but noticed when Jaune tried to stealthy hide his boner when Leia appeared in her slave outfit. So on the 4th May decided to surprise Jaune by cosplaying in the costume. While Leia appears to dislike being forced to wear such a revealing outfit, May doesn’t mind. Because of Jabba the Hutt she has Jaune the Hunk, and he’s a very considerate and passionate lover.

May Zedong hummed softly along with the music to the movie that her and her boyfriend were watching, the pair of gangly, awkward teens doing what they did best when alone and out of class: being nerds, eating junk food, and watching their favorite movies and playing games.

Currently, they were binge watching all the Star Wars movies, though in proper order, having gone through A New Hope and The Empire Strikes Back, and had just started Return of the Jedi, and were currently watching as Leia was held prisoner by Jabba the Hutt, and was clad in chains and a tiny crimson and gold bikini.

May was often embarrassed when she saw the scene, if only for Leia’s actress, since that had to have beenembarrassing to wear on set, but she knew that it brought in views, and well...Jabba was a gang lord, so why wouldn’t he have his female slaves in skimpy clothes?

Glancing at her boyfriend, she tilted her head as she saw him fidgeting, and wondered why, her eyes flickering down and a blush formed on her face.

Jaune’s shorts had a massive tent in them.

She perfectly understood why, of course, a woman in a skimpy outfit would always manage to do it if the guy was heterosexual, and Jaune certainly was.

She glanced back at the screen quickly so as not to embarrass her boyfriend, and while she normally would feel inadequate, she knew her boyfriend. She knew that he loved her, loved her body, hardly ever letting his hands stray from her when they were alone…

...but, he liked the bikini.

Doing her best to focus on the movie, she let her mind wander, a naughty, dirty thought forming in the back of her mind…

~

That night, after Jaune went home, she typed on her computer and looked up costumes...blushing brightly as she saw how...skimpy...the costumes that the sites carried. Despite her embarrassment, she powered through and attempted to look for one that fit her proportions…

...without much luck. Why was it so hard to find costumes for someone busty?!

Nibbling on her lip, she put the one closest to her size in the cart and ordered it. It wasn’t like she was ordering this for a costume party or anything, just for her boyfriend.

Now, she just had to wait…

~

Jaune hummed to himself as he made his way back towards his girlfriend’s home, carrying a bag of their favorite snacks with him. It was finally May the Fourth, so they had planned a lot more Star Wars watching tonight.

As he entered her home, he called out for her, his smile getting wider as he heard her voice upstairs, telling him to come up and that her door was open. Bounding upstairs, he saw that her door was cracked open. Reaching out, he opened it and stepped in, speaking out, “Hey, May! I managed to find those pretzels...you...like…” Jaune trailed off as he took in the sight of what was before him.

His oldest friend, his girlfriend, was waiting for him...though the way she was dressed took his breath away.

May was in her room, sitting on her heels, her legs spread lewdly, her arms behind her head and thrusting her chest out, wearing a slave bikini from Star Wars. It clung to her chest and hips, looking about ready to pop off of his girlfriend’s incredible curves.

He swallowed hard, his slacks bulging as May smiled up at him, even as embarrassed as she looked. “May the Fourth Be With You, Jaune~” she said teasingly, gently shaking in place, making her breasts, which she tried her best to hide underneath her armor of her hoodie, sway side to side, jiggling gently from the motion.

...however, the top obviously wasn’t made for someone of her bust size, and the string behind her neck came loose, the top falling to the floor, making May freeze, her cheeks going a darker red than her hair as the snack bag slipped free from Jaune’s fingers, falling to the floor as he took in the sight of his now topless girlfriend, who was suitably mortified, sitting on her heels, arms behind her head, chest thrust out, her fat, always swollen nipples bulging outwards-

“Eeep!” May clapped her hands over her breasts, trying to find some measure of modesty, hating the fact that she was right about how there was hardly any clothing that worked for her body-

May swallowed as Jaune was suddenly above her, staring down at her nearly naked form hungrily, his pants bulging heavily-

~

May mewled as Jaune loomed over her, thrusting against her as she raised her legs, her toes curling as he thrust into her, making her cum over and over again as he claimed her on her bed, the mattress and frame squeaking and groaning from how intense the sensations were inside her.

She was no stranger to fingers down there, or even Jaune’s tongue (they’d certainly played around as much as they could), but this was the first time that she had been stretched out so wonderfully!

She mewled, arching upwards and smooshing her breasts against her boyfriend’s firmer chest as he worked harder and harder against her.

She could tell he was close, he was getting shaky and his face was tensing up, and that was okay, she was running out of steam, unable to keep up with her boyfriend’s incredible stamina. But there was one thing for sure that she knew that she was going to have to tell him to pull out.

“P-Pull out~!” she gasped, knowing that he was going to cum soon, and there was no way that she wouldn’t get pregnant if he came in her.

Her boyfriend was one of eight children for a reason, after all!

Jaune’s hips moved even faster, making her worry that he didn’t hear her, but as her boyfriend groaned, he jerked his hips out, her belly being splashed with heated streams of cum, splattering all over her stomach and even over her breasts as he rose up, allowing her to see his cock throbbing and twitching, spurting immense amounts of cum all over her, marking her.

As Jaune’s cock slowly stopped spraying cum, laying twitching on her soft belly, May smiled up at him, her tone playful as she spoke. “Now that Jaune the Hunk has claimed his love slave, how about a nice shower? Maybe your slave will use her breasts to clean him~?” she teased as she sat up, wonderfully sore in all the right places.

The twitching shaft against her belly was all the answer she needed.

[mrz-fushiguro-types]

His Cargo pt.3

ᰔ-𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼: previously on His Cargo, you end up spending the night with Satoru Gojo, and you end up feeling some type of way about the man, the way he made you feel when you were in a time of need was enough to get addicted to. Yet the next morning after a night of party and drinking away your pain, Suguru Geto shows up on your door step, and the minute you see him, your stomach turns.

❥—𝗧𝗮𝗴𝘀: smut, a lot of dirty talk, (I guess you can say cheating), raw, multiple rounds, you go back and forth between the men in the series yw. Teasing a lot of it.

𝓐/𝓷: I’m so excited to get this story out my drafts, And thank you all to my consistent readers! @ll0rona @sunset-euphoria @iluv-ace @ghostfacefricker6969 @aaliyahlife and last but certainly not least @bambiimani111 enjoy the story!

Geto watched you, his hands in his pockets as you closed the door behind you, your arms being crossed so you wouldn’t reach out and hug him, “Suguru..” you start but he finally meets your gaze; “please just..let me try Y/n” he says getting your attention.

You sigh in defeat, before giving him a small nod your eyes just gazing up at him, he had a small bandage under his eye, and a small barely visible blush on his cheeks when he looked down at you, “I’m such an idiot..and everyone has told me that, you shouldn’t have to deal with—more than half of the things I put you through, and I mean it from the bottom of my heart when I say I love you..and I’m sorry..” he says as he holds himself back from pulling you close.

Despite everything he’s done, just seeing you like this made him want to hug you while you let everything out into his arms.

You tilt your head at him, it doesn’t seem like he even knows. “Thank you for apologizing..and the phone..” you take a deep breath before continuing “but as much as I want to believe you and accept your apology..” you look to the side sadly shrugging your shoulders, “I just can’t..you hurt me more than, anyone on this planet and this wasn’t your first time..”

Suguru furrows his brows at your words, what the hell did he expect? “I just need some time, I have too much shit in my head and I feel sick..we can’t go back to normal until then.” You say feeling your heart flutter when you look into his saddened eyes, “I respect your decision, can I make a promise to you? A promise I swear not to break.”

You shift your stance pushing your hair behind your ear as you drop your gaze to your shoes. Geto steps forward lifting your head; “I won’t even breathe in another girls direction while I give you the time to heal, I’m going to change my ways completely; that I promise to you..” he says softly caressing under your eye with his thumb.

You look up at him in awe, as you lean your head into his palm, “I hope so Su’..” you say softly breaking his very sensitive heart; Suguru then pulls you into a hug burying his face into the crook of your neck, which caused your heart to both sink and melt; if he sees the hickies Satoru made on you the night before, all hell will break loose.

You push your hand against his chest fighting the feelings of wanting to hug him back; “if that’s all..I need to shower and sleep,” you say not meeting his eye, Suguru looks at you his heart crumbling, you’ve never pushed him away before..he really fucked up.

“Yeah, of course; take care y/n..Kay?” He says softly patting your head, before turning and leaving, making you want to reach out and stop him in his tracks, but you don’t.

You get back into the house looking at Shoko, and she looks directly at you, “what happened?” She said making her way over, you shake your head, your mind scrambled, you thought sleeping with Satoru would make the situation better, less—heart retching, but the minute you saw his face before he walked away you knew, that all of the feelings you have for him was still there.

Shoko watches you as you sluggishly grab the alcohol bottle and make your way to your room.

You slide down your door once it was closed, feeling your stomach continue to turn and cramp, too much pressure on your heart and your head. You tried not to regret the situation that happened with Satoru, but you just couldn’t, if Suguru found out, his heart would be shattered; you felt as if you were no better than he was.

You then pop open the bottle pouring yourself a glass, these stressful situations turning you into an alcoholic, after drinking it all slowly from the glass You hunch over nuzzling your head on your arm, you couldn’t believe how stupid you felt right now.

**

You jump up to a knock on your door, hissing as your head made direct connection with the back of the door, such dumb decision to fall asleep like this, you glance down at your Apple Watch just to see that it was close to 7:00 pm, that was weird of you to just fall asleep like that, without even making it to the bed.

“Yes..?” You call sleepily just to have Satoru wiggle on the doorknob “it’s me..” his voice echoed in your ears as you pull yourself up.

You open the door peeking your head out, he looks at you unsurely as he tried to scan the little amount of room you let him see; “are you okay y/n? Can I come in?” You look around your room before saying “it’s messy..” “I don’t care about that, I need to see if you’re good.” He said pushing his palm against the door a little, “cmon’ I’m worried about you..” he insisted.

You pull the door opened reaching out hugging him gently, he pulls you up off of the ground hugging you back, his strong arms wrapped firmly around your waist as he waddles with you into your room closing the door behind him, “what’s the matter sweets..what’s got you so down..?” he holds you close walking over to your bed with you in his arms laying down with you on top, noticing the liquor bottle instantly.

You lay your head in his chest feeling nothing but comfort right now, “Su showed up..” and to that Satoru stayed quiet patting your back reassuringly, encouraging you to keep going, “we talked..and I told him I wasn’t fully ready to have him back in my life..” you quietly say.

Satoru stops his patting which causes you to lift your head staring him up in his eyes, he smiles gently pushing your hair behind your ear lovingly, he cups your cheek saying, “but is that how you really feel y/n?” He asks his smile fading.

You feel tears whell up in your eyes but instead of answering his easy question you burry your face into his chest feeling like it was the most hardest question to answer in the world. Satoru hums kicking his shoes off laying down with you on his chest going back to patting your back he takes a deep breath before saying, “Shoko texted me, don’t tell her I told you..but she said she was worried about you, she said: once Suguru showed up you didn’t come out of your room all day..” he confesses.

“Plus..I’m sure you’re drinking on an empty stomach..that isn’t good Y’know? You could get sick doing that..” he kissed the top of your head soothingly.

You stare at your nightstand before letting out a broken chuckle sniffling, you weren’t mad that Shoko told Satoru, you were just happy to see him, “I think I picked the wrong friend..” you say nuzzling your head in his chest, he chuckles sliding his hand down to your waist, “I’ll say..” he says before kissing the top of your head again.

And so you two lay there for a while, Satoru closed his eyes, in complete comfort under you, being your human teddy bear, he sighs softly relaxing his body as you fall asleep in his arms, he didn’t care how long it took you to get over Suguru, he’d be there with you every step of the way, he just couldn’t understand why he had this overwhelming feeling to protect you.

He looks down at your off guard sleeping face that he didn’t get to see before, and the only thing he did was smile and kiss your forehead again, you were so cute. He wanted to wake you so you could eat, but he wouldn’t dare wake you right now, rest was the most important part of healing.

Satoru laid there figuring he couldn’t get out of this, not that he minded, finally the weight of the long day began to weigh on his eyelids, making them heavy, and without another thought he closed his eyes falling peacefully asleep.

Earlier the next moring, you start to wake up because of Satoru’s hands, rubbing your body softly but hungrily—you whine groggily causing Satoru to softly chortle below you, “I’m sorry..did I wake you?” He asks quietly grabbing your ass firmly.

You open one of your eyes peeking at the alarm next to your bed, it reads 6:39 a.m, you lift your head looking at the beautiful man below you, and he seems to have a small gleeful smile written on his face: you giggle quietly kissing his cheek, “Satoru it’s 6 in the morning..” you tiredly say.

“Hmm..it appears so..~” he whispered grabbing the fat on your hips with passion, Satoru wanted you..more than before; he couldn’t understand this feeling he felt being under you like this for that long, it felt like torture.

You push back into his hands glancing down into his lustful eyes, “cmon y/n..~ you’re up now..I waited long enough..~” he negotiated as if you were gonna put up a fight anyways, you hide your face in his neck saying, “just dont make me too loud these walls are paper thin..”

Satoru huffed out being annoyed at your request, he Slid his hand into your shorts and as you lift up a bit he pulls them off, “what if..I can’t promise you that?” He teases nibbling gently on your earlobe.

You hum above him rocking your hips back and forth on his throbbing hard on, “Toruuu..~” you couldn’t believe how Horny this man made you, he held you close with such eagerness and lust. Satoru chuckles before he pulls back biting his lip at the friction he felt against his covered Cock.

He sat back as you lifted your torso looking down at him as his hair laid messily on your pillow, one thing the two men in your life knew how to do, was to be effortlessly erotic.

Satoru looked up at you with his low titillating blue eyes, sliding his veiny hands into your shirt gently squeezing my breast. “I’m feeling pretty lazy princess..you mind helping daddy out..?~” he utters sliding his tongue against the pad of his index and thumb before pinching your nipple with those exact slimy fingers.

You drawback at his touch your hips twitching, the feeling being so similar to his tongue. Satoru smirks at your reaction, “is that a yes..pretty?~” He asks in a taunting tone causing you to unconsciously nod your head.

He slides his fingers back down to your waist, “then come on..I don’t wanna wait any longer..~” he impatiently said pressing his bungle against you.

You hum pulling his Cock out of his sweatpants and boxers and you see the veins in his arms strain against his skin. You slide yourself down sitting up on your knees. You kiss his stomach sliding your tongue down from his stomach to the slit of his dick. 

“Heh..~” he shakily chuckles looking down at you, he wanted you to suck his cock again since the first time you two fucked, he loved feeling your tongue wrap around his length more than anything right now.

Satoru watches in awe as you take his dick Into his mouth your yearning eyes piercing him directly, he grunts in response, “you’re looking at me—like you want me to shove my dick down your throat..~” he said with a half snarl as he clenched your hair into his hand pumping his hips into your open throat.

You gag uncontrollably as he pushed his dick down your esophagus, your hands rested firmly on the bed beneath you as he fucked your mouth mercilessly. He let’s you pull up as you gasp for air not thinking a second thought once you go back down swallowing him whole.

Satoru huffs out one of his eyes close as he practically got too close to say anything else, his shoulders jumped at the sound of his phone ringing “ughhhhh what?” He called out in annoyance and pleasure, “don’t stop y/n, until I tell you to, just keep the-Haa..~” you bob your head faster at his command getting eager to taste his cum.

You couldn’t even hear the phone ring, your mind being blink and only focus on the main task at hand. Satoru grimaced before picking up the phone, “What you idiot..” he hissed out at the man on the other line trying his hardest to keep his cool.

Suguru sighed in the other line, “what are you doing I need to see you quickly..” Satoru pulled the phone away for a second to look down at your slutty face, he felt too close and was just ready to cum all down your throat, “I have work in a bit and I’m sure you’re—calling me about stupid shit..” he said pushing his hands through your hair and began thrusting again as he held onto the back of your head.

Your mind became disoriented as he fucked your throat, you bob your head in a circular motion receiving a quiet moan from the man underneath you. “Haa..~ lemme—call you back I’m busy right now..~” he insists looking down into your eyes.

The minute he hung up he came all into your throat holding your head down as his hips hitched. “You’re such a dirty— little one..heh~” he said through held back moans as You swallow everything down with no hesitation; your blank cum hungry mind now satisfied at the taste of his hot load covering your tastebuds.

Satoru pushed your hair behind your ear a soft breath leaving his lips, you couldn’t help but smile as you wipe the side of your mouth licking your finger, “feelin’ better?” You coo crawling back on-top of him. “Yeahhh but—I’m not done..~” he said with a lustful grin, wrapping his hand around your thighs pulling you closer.

**

Suguru looked down at his phone and sighed, his own best friend was too busy for him. Slumping down on the couch he kicked his feet up on the coffee table scrolling through the numbers in his phone, he couldn’t help it that he missed you more than ever.

He scrolled one last time until his thumb hovered over your contact, should he do it? Should he push the boundaries you’ve strictly set? Suguru sighed as he closed his phone and threw it gently beside him. “Why bother..” he said to himself slumping down in the couch, he couldn’t lie even if he wanted to, he missed you.

It killed him to say it or; feel it, but it was true completely true.

Meanwhile Satoru placed a soft hand on your rapidly moving hips as you bounced enthusiastically on his hard on, receiving low grunts from the man underneath you. “Sa—ah..~” you moan out rolling your hips in a slow hard pace.

Satoru grabs a handful of your ass looking up at you with low sex driven eyes, “I know..I hear ya..~” he softly murmured panting out softly as he tried to hold back a moan. The way you squeezed and squelched around him made him loose his fucking mind.

You whimper as you look down at him, your fingers spread out against his chest to keep yourself steady as Satoru held your hips still to pound up into you, leaning up to catch your moan in his mouth sliding his warm tongue against yours as you groan and cry out into his mouth.

He made you feel so good, just having his body  ricochet off of yours the lewd sounds of your skin clapping and sticking with his from sweat and precum kept an embarrassing blush on your face.

He took one of your nipples into his mouth flicking and sucking sending shockwaves through your body, you were way past your limit clinging onto him in desperation to cum, Satoru getting out of his lazy state when you clung onto him, held you up as he pounded his hips up into you.

“Shhhh-shit!~” you moan out burying your face into his shirt to muffle your cries. He tilts his head back on the headboard biting his lip hard as sweat dripped down his temple, God he couldn’t believe this.

This was his second time shoving his dick Into you without a care in the world, and by now he was thinking about all the other times you’d let him do it again. “Fuck don’t—squeeze around me so..fahh..” he couldn’t get the sentence out and at this second he tried his hardest to not be too rough with you.

But damn you felt so damn good, and despite his warning you squeezed even tighter reaching your limit as you threw your head back tears flooding your vision and leaving your eyes, Satoru clenched his jaw snarling as he came deep inside of you making your body shake ontop of him.

You felt your stomach fill with him and his seed, making your vision blur as you fall into his chest, panting along with him matching his exhaling breath.

Exhausted you were, not even being able to lift your head, Satoru chuckled breathlessly rubbing your back softly as you two relaxed, “I have work, let’s get cleaned up so I can leave..” he said making you whimper, “you have to go..?” You ask making him childishly giggle, “I don’t think I have a choice sweets..” he kissed the top of your head standing with you making his way out of the room.

Later on you tap your nails impatiently on the counter as you wait for the lady in front of you to tell you if there were anymore plan B pills left. As she looks you feel your phone vibrate just to see if from Satoru the gesture making you smile happily, but your smile fades when the lady returns to the counter.

“I’m sorry, there doesn’t seem to be any more plan B pills, I can request you to another pharmacy.” Though this was the second pharmacy you went to you shrugged at the attempt trying to not show your obvious panic, “no it’s fine thank you..” you say fixing your purse on your shoulder, picking up the phone for the now frantic man.

“Not there either?” He ask over the FaceTime call, you sigh as you get to your car, “no and the place I’m gonna go to is so expensive it’s gonna be like 80 something dollars..” Satoru chuckled before saying “better than spending millions on a kid, I’ll send you the money okay?” You shake your head.

“Unnecessary I got it,” Satoru sucks his teeth, “I’m sending it, I want to come see you tonight? Is that good?” You think for a moment knowing damn well you didn’t have shit to do.

“I have to check my schedule..” you cheekily say just for him to roll his eyes, “just say no.” He says making you giggle sweetly, "of course you can come see me Toru." you answer trying to hide your head over hills smile.

And so was he, he smirked tilting his head back on the headrest of his chair, "you have no idea what you just did..." he says looking back at the camera, watching you jolt the phone away from you face for a few seconds, you were so cute.

"Well then, I'll come pick you up later, and I'm sending the money for 2 just being smart." you roll your eyes "l’ll see you later Satoru." Before hanging up.

**

You walk through the perfume you hurriedly sprayed from the annoying consistent beeping Satoru was doing.

You walk out of your room pushing your bag over your shoulder making your way to the door, “shut him up..” Shoko demanded making you giggle, “I’ll try..” you say hurriedly making your way out the door.

You walk quickly to the still beeping car opening the door, “cmon man! Cut that shit out!” Satoru snickers as you hop into the car, “not a fan of my entrance? How else would you have know I was out here?” You couldn’t help but laugh at the too gleeful man.

“A simple call would have sufficed you big dummy..~” you giggle out feeling your face heat up just from being near him, “heh..” he softly chuckles pinching your reddened cheeks, “you really are cute..let’s get going hm?” He says before driving off.

**

You pull your food away from Satoru as he uses his chopsticks to take some, you two sitting on his black sofa sipping wine and eating ramen, “you’re honestly an asshole..” you say poking at your noodles just for him to lean his head on his closed fist, his glasses resting on the bridge of his nose.

“Hmm? Really that’s what you think of me? Tell me more..” he said staring at you with his cunning gaze, you tilt your head at him, “hmm since the first time we met? Y-you really wanna know?” “Why not intrigue me..” he said showing you a flashy smile.

“Well..” you start setting your chop sticks down, “I thought you were a no good dumb pretty boy with no morals..” you say with a shrug making him flinch back a little “damn all that?” He ask jokingly, “it was just the picture that was painted for me, what about you, what did you think of me?” You ask intently.

Satoru sit back for a few before letting out a breath.

“I didn’t care much about you to make an impression of you, I mean you were Suguru’s.. did it even matter if I saw you in any other way? You only had eyes for him.”

That made your heart flutter, to be honest; you loved spending time with Satoru but just spinning back and thinking about someone you once had had the power to bring a tear to your eye.

You swallow the lump in your throat with a nod, “understood..” you say with a little clear of your throat. Satoru felt the energy shift, and that was enough to make him cringe, he just had to go fucking up the mood by saying the name of the man that hurt you the most. And maybe he was a little too harsh.

You stand grabbing both you and Satoru’s food putting it on the counter, he springs up, “I say we watch a movie, today has been a busy day and I just wanted to end it with you..” he states watching your expression.

You turn your head to him, “oh yeah! A movie sounds great…I claim first pick!” You say rushing over to the remote to have Satoru pick it up and hold it over his head, “not if I have a say in it you won’t..” he snickered.

**

You let out a hushed sigh as you feel the albino man kiss up your collar bone, you two not even making it half way through the movie before he already tried to eat you whole.

“Shouldn’t we turn-“”mm mm pay attention to it, I want you to tell me what it was about..can you do that?” He ask with a playful smirk on his face pushing his nose In the crook of your neck “that makes no sense—ahh..” your body jolts as he slides his hands up your waist.

Kissing and sucking on the skin of your neck receiving soft hums from you, “mmph-don’t!” You quietly hiss grabbing his wrist as he slid his thumbs into your sweatpants.

“Really? Do you mean it..~” he asked with a sensual smirk, your body hitches when you feel his thumbs slide under the lining of your laced panties, “seems like you dressed for the part..” he whispered kissing your quivering lips.

You kiss back with no hesitation playing with his tongue, as he greedily rocked his hips up against you, he pulled away sliding his tongue across your lips.

“Fuck..I want you now y/n..” he says softly looking up at your low erotic eyes, rolling his hips up against you, with desperate sighs leaving his throat, the thin fabric not being much of a barrier against his hard on that was all too noticeable.

He sucked on your neck leaving very visible hickeys as you tried to stop your hitching hips, “Mhn!~” you whimper watching Gojo chuckle below you, he pulls back and you meet his gaze as he pushes his nose against you.

“You like looking down on me huh..?~” He teased with a cocky smirk, “I love looking at you anyways..~” you whimper out receiving a rather cocky chuckle from the man below you, “how could you not..?~”

He interjects as you lift up to pry off your sweatpants with quickness. Satoru who sat there manspreaded looked at you with awe at the way your thong was practically decorating your sexy ass.

With one hand he unbuckled his pants lift a bit to pull them down to his ankles as you straddled him again, “ah? I figured you’d want me to do all the work because you did it this morning? You like going for a ride huh princess?~” he teases making your face heat up uncontrollably.

“Shut up..” you say turning your head just for him to slide his tongue against your ear, whispering “shut me up then..~” he coos out as your body shivers. You never thought another man could EVER make you feel like this.

But Satoru excelled limits, limits not even Suguru reached. You lean your hand down to rub his length through his Ethika Boxers that perfectly complimented his bulging print.

He tensed at your touch, feeling all pent up and sexually frustrated, the slight blush on his face made your heart rate rise. He slides his thumb in your thongs tracing the lining on the erotic panties until he brushed up against your clit.

“Not to rush you or anything but I can’t wait anymore..~” you say pushing up against his wandering finger, “yeah? Eager are we..~” he says his voice softer and more hypnotizing.

You shiver at his words, “please Toru..” you beg as you feel his thumb creep into your thongs rubbing up against your soaked folds causing you to groan out trying not to be too loud for the maids.

“Alright..alright..~ I just had to make sure you were wet enough mama..~” he chuckles out at your hands grabbing and pulling down his boxers, he couldn’t help but notice how cute you were right now, begging to be filled with his mind boggling Cock.

The minute his cock was released it collided with your overly wet folds, causing your hips to rise in an attempt to hurry this rather slow process.

Satoru looks up at you with half lidded eyes, pushing the tip of his cock into your contracting hole, you choke back a moan biting harshly on your lip as he pushed every inch into you.

“Mm~ it’s as if she’s getting used to me..I slid in so easily~” he teases as you sway your hips back and forth. He filled you up completely and almost instantly hit the spot that made you see stars.

You lift your hips slowly before slamming down again, all with his help, his hands clasping on your hips as he pulled you down with force.

“Ha! Oh my g-Ngh!” Satoru looks up at you as you bounce on his cock hearing the sounds he made you make was enough to make him love this shit.

And so repeatedly you bounce making his Cock hit point that made your ears ring, your legs shook with excitement after hearing Satoru’s soft groans. You felt so good being wrapped around him like this and the simple fact that you must remain silent or someone will hear the two of you intrigued him even more.

With his thumb prying your bruised lip from your teeth, he then whispered “don’t quiet yourself mama..let it all out..~” before he slammed himself harshly into you, now hungry to hear just how loud he could make your scream.

“N-no Toru I—Ah! Please!~” you beg as he pounds cruelly into your cervix, confiding your hips in one spot so he could thrust how ever He wanted.

“There you gooo..~ see? Doesn’t it feel better when you can actually scream?” He declares not even trying to make this less embarrassing for little ole’ you. “They’re gonna h-Mmph!” Satoru’s brow furrowed as he felt your gummy insides squeeze and hold onto him, “mm, so what? It’s my house scream as loud as you like..~” he encouraged, pushing you down onto the couch.

You flip over panting upset at the fact that he even pulled out, you felt all empty now.

You turn your gaze back at the provoking man behind you just to be met with his dawning gaze. He hold onto your hips pulling you back onto his cock making your body spasm, “shit!” You curse.

It was something about this position, Doggystyle, that made the feeling in your tummy be out of this world.

Satoru let out a shaky breath as he slammed his hips against you in a wild tortuous manner, you bury your face into the cushions hoping no one saw you or him like this.

But in this moment he made you feel like all time stopped and it was just you and him on this planet right now. He leans down holding himself up with his fist being planted firmly into the couch as he kisses the tip of your ear.

Thrusting his hips slowly to reach every part inside of you and that alone made you muffle out a scream into the couch, his thrust had such persistence and from the way your walls wrapped around him it was obvious that you didn’t ever want him to stop right now.

“Look at me..~” he demanded in such a tone that you wouldn’t dare defy, the minute he met your watery eyes he couldn’t help but feel his heart burn at the sight of you, you were stunning when he saw you like this.

Tears leaving the corner of your eyes, your eyes all puffy and red from unstoppable tears that fell every time he shoved his length into you. You whimper at his fleshly Gaze.

Your body lags when you feel it, this orgasm you were about to reach was gonna be like no other, you could just feel it, and so could he by the way you latched around him. “Ah! Toru I’m gonna!~” you roll your eyes back in pure joy, “gonna what princess? Hm..~ Gonna cum f’me?~” He taunts making your mind go blank.

“Fuck!~” you moan loudly grabbing onto the arm of the couch with desperation, “gooood girl..~” he praises and as soon as he did you came harder than you ever did before slamming your head against the soft couch, “please~” you muffle turning your tired head to the man behind you “inside—Satoru cum inside!~” you plead just to have him chuckle softly.

His thrust became dagger like each time “don’t have—to ask twice..~” he grunted out until finally his thick white load painted your pink insides causing him to shutter with one eye closed; cumming inside of you like this felt so fucking good.

He looks down at you panting softly as he grazes his hand down your spine causing you to shiver. He pulls out of your clenched walls with a loud pop using his thumb to spread you open just to watch his cum drip out of you slow, such a sight made him want to go again.

“That’s embarrassing..” you manage to get out looking at the man behind you, and he smirks “sure but it’s so fucking sexy..~” he debates slapping your ass lightly, “can you stand to get cleaned baby?” He ask standing from the couch pulling his pants up.

Satoru leaned down grabbing his phone off the floor but the minute he saw the text message he came off of his high quickly. You stand up fighting the shooting pains in your hips and uterus to even walk.

You turn your head to the man that stood frozen his eyes locked in horror on the screen, he then says, “either this creep is watching me or..he has your location..” you tilt your head at his words.

He sighs flipping his phone to show you the heart turning message.

𝗗𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗮𝘀𝘀

Why is y/n, at your house Satoru.

You couldn’t believe your fucking eyes, and too be honest you were scared to even pick up your phone ever again. You turn your widened gaze to Satoru.

Satoru rubbed the back on his head before saying defeatedly; “we’re fucked.”

[lukesaprince]

NEW PICS OF RICHHARRY DROPPED 🤭

https://www.tumblr.com/twostepstyless/750088444260368384/barking-like-a-dog

YEAH BABY THEY SURE FUCKING DID

I can just imagine him coming home from a Pleasing meeting and maybe y/n didn’t see him before he left because she was working or out with friends. When he gets back she’s practically pouncing on him because she missed him and at first she doesn’t really register what the shirt says because she’s kissing him and asking him questions about the meeting and then she finally reads it and is like…

“What’s this?” You blinked, pushing his plush coat apart to read the letters. “You like to watch, huh?” You mused, looking up at him.

Harry smirked, smoothing his hands over your hips. “Mhm”

“And what exactly do you like to watch?”

“Oh… y’know. All sorts of things.” His grin was wicked, eyes beginning to darken as you started to walk backwards towards his front formal lounge.

“Oh really? Like what?” Your eyes were starting to blaze that heat he loved to gain from you, like the craved warmth you get laying in the sun on holiday. You turned your bodies so his back was towards his nice leather sofa and started to guide him towards it. “Like me?… you wanna watch me?”

“Always.” He murmured, already getting worked up at the idea of where this is going. “Why? Do you want me to watch you, darling?”

“Yeah… real bad, Daddy” you smiled, leaning up to kiss him before pressing your palm to his chest. He groaned and kissed you back eagerly, only to be pushed down onto the couch so you were standing over him. “Stay here.”

“I fucking love when you’re like this…” Harry groaned, rubbing his palms over his thighs as he watched you walk towards one of the armchairs opposite him.

“Even when you can’t touch me?” You tucked your thumbs into your pyjama shorts and underwear, pushing them down onto the floor in one go. At this point the only clothes you wore at Harry’s house was one of his t shirts and a pair of bottoms. Most of the time it was underwear and nothing else.

“Mhm. But I’ll only entertain this so far, baby. Y’know you can’t make yourself cum when I’m around.” Harry murmured, rubbing his hand over his stubble. Watching you perch yourself on his nice arm chair and spread your legs apart to show how wet you already were… fucking hell he just wanted to dive across the room face first and land between your pretty thighs.

Harry didn’t care whether you touched yourself when you two were apart, it was only normal and he thought it was an important part of connecting with your own body and mind. You two didn’t have that sort of relationship anyway, at least not 24/7. Harry most certainly had more control in the bedroom. Plus, with how often he thought of you, if he didn’t have a daily wank he’d be walking around with a perpetual hard on and he didn’t really want constant blue balls.

There was an exception though, a rule Harry put in place that you were more than happy to follow, and use to try and get him to punish you if you wanted him a little meaner than usual. If you two knew you’d be seeing each other that day, or were spending the weekend together you weren’t allowed to masturbate unless he instructed it.

The thought of you being in his house with your hands between your pretty thighs without him… God he couldn’t fucking stand it. He wanted to be the one to make you cum and he wanted you desperate and needy for him when you saw him.

“No? Not even by accident? Not even when you’re watching me?” You cooed, sliding your hands over your inner thighs and upwards to where your clit was already aching with need.

“There is no ‘by accident’, baby and you know it.” Harry smirked, shifting his thighs wider apart on the couch. He was already hard and straining against his pants, but he didn’t want to relieve himself just yet. Not when the show hadn’t even begun. He spread his arms apart behind him, staring right at you while playing with his bottom lip.

“Now go on, darling. Give Daddy something to watch…”

[rosy-crow]

Yeah, after watching the teaser, I’m really starting to think Square is doing the Arcane thing.

I’ve been talking about it with @altocat for a while now, and I feel like it’s starting to get real. So, this is just gonna be my final theory for the story until proven otherwise.

Spoilers for Arcane: League of Legends, but for anyone that doesn’t know, basically Arcane adapted LOL and developed one of their most iconic villains, Jinx, into a very well-written character with a story that showed you exactly who she was and why she eventually lost her mind. Before this show, she was probably about as developed as Seph was in the OG.

Even though Jinx is more flamboyant and emotionally chaotic, she and Seph are weirdly similar villains from what I’ve seen. Seph reminds me a LOT of Jinx and vice-versa. I’ve even drawn them together and compared their designs—it’s funny how mad villains in video games tend to have key similar design points, even down to hair-styles and clothing, but I’ll save that for another post lol.

Anyway, from the FS teaser it looks like we have a big climax in that ultimately leads to this scene with Seph and Rosen, who have been set up to be mirrors of each other.

All I know is that the trailer showed Rosen telling Seph to make a choice about which life he wanted to save (Japanese version made this a bit clearer), and the other lives in danger are Team Glenn. Seph is gonna have to choose between them, and….well, since we know Team Glenn lives….uhh…and also….

Rosen’s dog is trying to alert the others of something. Seph made a choice or did SOMETHING, and I thiiiink it’s gonna result in Rosen’s death. Whether it was intentional or an accident, we don’t know, but it’s clear this is when sane Seph when was still good and caring, even if a little psychologically stunted and conditioned because of Shinra. He’s been consistently this way throughout the First Soldier and doesn’t change until Nibelheim.

But I get the feeling everything went wrong with Rosen. That’s why Glenn is at odds with Seph years later.

This is also why we’re getting Arcane vibes. If it’s a misunderstanding or rift caused by Seph’s intentions to save his friends…well, that’s very familiar to this notorious Arcane scene:

Basically, Jinx…or Powder, as she’s known here, makes a drastic decision to save her friends and sister from genuine danger. However, her own talents are her worst enemy, and she causes twice as much destruction as the enemies her friends were struggling with. Almost everyone ends up dead, except for Powder’s sister. It was a horrific mistake and creates a massive rift between Powder and Vi (that’s the sister).

Vi also cements the idea in Powder’s mind that she’s a “jinx” or a curse of sorts. A complex that Powder had already been struggling with, and one she later embraces as her persona.

Glenn and young Sephiroth have been established to have a bit of a brotherly relationship so far, with Glenn being the down-to-earth and honest older source of influence. There was also the whole arc between these two revolving around Glenn initially calling Sephiroth a “cyborg” as an insult to say the kid was modified and different, not a “normal human.” This lowkey came off like a deliberate reference to Sephiroth’s later meltdown over not being human, yeah?

So you guys see what I mean, the themes here are similar to Arcane and Jinx’s psychology. If Seph makes some fatal mistake or a bad choice to save his team, and they walk in on this? Or get the wrong idea? Yeah, it’s gonna turn what was supposed to be an act of heroism into something much worse. It’s also gonna be the perfect reference to Seph’s later big moment in canon…errr, Nibelheim itself, where he just embraces inhumanity and finally goes berserk against everyone’s expectations, traumatizing the main protagonist and his eventual rival in the process.

Again, the theme of “tragic mistake paralleling or foreshadowing a villain’s first deliberate act of cruelty and evil” would be VERY similar to what happens with Jinx in Arcane.

I’m not saying SE is doing this on purpose, really, but the shared themes of identity collapse and “monsters you created” between Arcane and FF7’s main “mad villains” are interesting. Their stories obviously will play out differently, but it wouldn’t surprise me if The First Soldier ultimately culminates in a life-altering decision that Sephiroth makes, one that does NOT end well and births that conflict between him and Glenn.

That’s my theory for now. These teasers are convincing me more and more. We’ll see.

[atalossofwords]

YOU TASTE THE SILVER - CHAPTER TWO

As promised, here's chapter two! Revised, with some additions to some places, and hopefully no more typos.

I have a good part of the next one planned, so hopefully it won't take too long to update!

And, as promised, here's Mizi's extra;

Mizi is aware she sometimes doesn't have the best notion of how famous she is.

Her mom was one of the few who tried quite hard to shelter Mizi from the media while supporting her dream to be a singer. She's always kept Mizi humble, showed her how to budget and where all the money from her commercials went to.

Also, Mizi met and fell in love with Sua quite early, when she barely knew what love meant. She's never had to deal with people lying and manipulating their way into her circle; Sua has always been there by her side, looking over her contracts, giving advice, steering Mizi in the right direction, her own lodestar.

It all means that she's still a little bit uncertain of the effect she has on people. She still sees herself as that girl with glasses and braces, too shy to speak up unless she was in the middle of performing.

So, when she walks into the recording studio, cheerfully greeting Till and saying she's got his coffee order, she's a little bit surprised by how surprised and flustered he gets.

Mizi has to admit, Ivan has good taste; she doesn't like boys, but Till is plenty cute, especially when he's all flustered with that shy smile on his lips. It's endearing.

They go over their greetings, say all the pleasantries, and sit down to discuss the song in more depth, since she quite enjoys hearing about the creative process of a piece before recording; it helps her get the right sentiment for it.

Till finally sips his coffee as she's looking over his annotations for discarded lyrics.

"Oh, this is…" He's looking at the cup, surprised. Mizi tilts her head.

"It's how you normally order it, right?" She asks, thinking back to try and remember if she asked for the wrong order. It was quite a complicated one. "That's what Ivan said, at least."

He startles, a blush overtaking his face before he shakes his head and leans forward. She can see his hand closing in a fist over his knee.

"Oh, uh did… Ivan tell you to order this?" He asks, and she nods, before a thought strikes her. Ivan actually gave her something else for Till!

He was trying to act nonchalant about it, but Mizi knew him well, Ivan was excited when he handed it to her a week ago. She'd always remember him as Sua's little brother, peeking around a corner to watch the both of them, running to hide when Mizi looked over but always coming back.

She'd invited him in to sit with them as they made flower crowns, and Ivan pretended reluctance, but sat beside Sua, as far away from Mizi as he could. He'd just listened as they talked, somehow always surprised if Mizi addressed him. He'd worked quite hard on his own crown, eyeing Mizi as she taught Sua, and scampered away the moment Sua's father's voice echoed from the house, signaling his arrival.

(She remembers seeing the crown on Sua's nightstand, Sua telling her with wry smile that Mizi never saw directed at herself that he'd waited until she was outside the house to leave his gift.

She remembers Sua, already eighteen and the loveliest person Mizi had ever seen, holding Mizi's hand below the comforter, whispering that Ivan was such a brat, that he refused to be nice to his classmates, how he'd make friends if he'd just stop biting before anyone had the chance to get close.

It took years of constantly being by Sua's side, years of reaching out and asking his opinion, years to prove again and again that she wouldn't crack down on him if he said something she didn't like. She always felt so warm, glad that Sua's important person trusted her so much.)

He was a little odd, Sua's little brother. He'd grown up with some ideas about how socializing worked, and she would blame it on Sua's father, the asshole, except when they were all living on their own and Ivan was confident enough in her to speak his mind, he had some truly terrible ideas that she was sure were all his own.

He'd break into her and Sua's apartment by the window on Sua's office – she was sure Sua picked that bedroom exactly because it was closer to the fire escape – instead of using his key, leave gifts on Sua's bed like a cat dragging a dead mouse to their owner. He'd hear from Sua that Mizi had a bad day and spent close to one hour filling their chat with cat pictures, but he'd never reach out to actually talk to her. He remembered Mizi's drink and takeout order, and always brought some gift with him everytime he came to visit, like he wouldn't be welcome without it.

Mizi was sure that whatever Ivan had her bring to Till was similar in its thoughtfulness and just as deranged in motivation, but she'd decided long ago that questioning him just made him more likely to close off.

"Here, this is from Ivan as well!" She chirped, digging around her purse for it. It's a thin, rectangular package wrapped in nondescript brown paper. Till puts his coffee down, still flushed, and flicks his eyes back at her. She smiles and makes a shooing motion; she's curious! "Open it!"

Till bites his lip, but smiles back at her, carefully tugging the paper free. Oooh, he's so cute, she'd just have torn it open. Soon enough the gift reveals itself to be a leather-bound journal, the kind that has a tiny metal clasp to keep it shut. It also has Till's name engraved in a beautiful looping cursive that Mizi happens to recognize as Ivan's.

Till's eyes are huge as he runs one hand over the leather, reverent, and then opens it. She can't see what's inside, but whatever it is, makes Till's face erupt in a blush. Ooooh, what's that!!

She doesn't have the time to say anything, he mumbles something about needing a moment, and basically flees from the room. Mizi shrugs, she has no idea what that was about, and she's more than happy to take the opportunity to message Sua about how weird her brother is.

As always, Sua answers readily, teasing and warm and kind, asking how Mizi is, if she remembered her snacks. Mizi says she's fine, and Sua sends a picture of their cat, Nabi, which just happens to include the tentalizing view of Sua's thighs on the backdrop. Nabi is kneading Sua's belly.

Mizi is so jealous, she sends back a picture of herself pouting.

By the time Till gets back, she forgot all about the journal, soo distracted by her girlfriend. He asks if she's ready to record, which fills her with enthusiasm again.

The session goes well, they run through the song twice before heading into the booth; Mizi has more fun than she's had recording in a while. The song is just so good, and Till is a delight to work with, he doesn't try to outshine her, or let himself fade into the background. They sing together, to each other, shaking their heads to the beat and even dancing in place. They grin and feel the beat together.

It's such a nice time, Mizi leaves the session in better spirits than she'd been in a while. She doesn't even notice Till's serious expression as he collects his things, including the journal.

She just wishes him goodbye, tells him they need to get lunch after the photoshoot next week, and leaves, eager to get back home to Sua.

[flammedoudoune]

I'm currently watching the third season of Ghosts, and it's funny cause when I started watching season one, I fully expected Kitty and Thomas to become my faves but they're just alright I guess. I mean they're good, I like them, and Thomas' backstory episode was excellent, but I'm not as into them as I thought I would be, so far. And on the opposite, I didn't expect to like Robin and Julian much but they're actually very very good. However I knew right from the start I was gonna love the Captain and Pat and I wasn't wrong about them, they truly are the best.

[hauntingblue]

Sanji has adquired top sad wet cat status

[theboost]

Top three moments from robocop 2 that make me think that frank miller accidentally made robocop trans

[welcometogrouchland]

Strategizing my silly show rewatches to see what will produce The Most Emotion in me. And then soundly debating on whether or not that's actually a good idea

[robertsbarbie]

i wanted to say this last night but men are so creepy and for WHAT like what is the point

[silverislander]

i really fucking hate that at 21 i still have strict rules abt shit i can and can't do but more than that i hate that i don't do anything about i

[mazojo]

Jaku-chara Tomozaki-Kun but Hinami starts being an actual person

[claire-starsword]

Bloodline of the Sacred Dragons - Chapter 2-7

[warning for violence and dismemberment on this one. yes you read that right. as opposed to me who did not pay attention to this on my first read. lol.]

The group emerged back into the fields, after safely crossing the mountains. They hurried on their journey, heading towards the Pao Plains.

By Krin and Tyrin's calculations, they should be a day ahead of the monsters. If they could get the mercenaries at Pao and come back, they would be able to ambush the enemies at the mountain path that led to the plains. The devils wouldn't be able to escape a trap in such a narrow pathway.

In the forest, Karin replaced Randolf as the lead. Tyrin gave the general directions by her side, and she decided the exact path to traverse according to the condition of the plants and other forest signs. Bleu was speechless on how observant she was, not letting the slightest detail pass unnoticed.

Bleu struggled the most with the thick cluster of trees. Unlike Camallia and Karna, he didn't have the power to heal everyone's exhaustion either. He grew frustrated with himself. Once they got to a wider place or a road he'd be able to stretch out his wings. He did his best to put up with it.

Once the sun had gone down, the group had finally come out the end of the forest, reaching the road between Bustoke and the Pao Plains.

And there, their calculations failed them.

They ran right into the monster squad that had stolen the Manual. A sudden encounter, one could say.

"They shouldn't be here by our calculations, so why…" Krin complained about the unexpected turn of events, as she stared at the twenty or so monsters that had appeared in front of them.

The devils were just as shocked as them.

"Impossible! Why is there a Sacred Dragon here?"

One of the monsters, accompanying the squad of harpies and armed lizardmen, stared wide-eyed at Bleu, with empty eyes devoid of light. Those eyes caught sight of Camallia by his side. The devil then understood everything.

"So you survived. And you guided them here. It's always you, always… Fine, if you'll be this much of a hindrance, then I, Ziduur, will end you just like those pursuing mages."

The monster's fangs showed over the corner of his lips, and his two horns, atop his head like a moth's antennas, swung backwards in a menacing stance. Deep crimson hair ran from the nape of his neck to his back like a mane, bristling. As if answering to that, the lizardmen raised their slimy triangular heads, their bifurcated tongues flickering through their lips. The harpies let out ear-piercing shrieks.

"If you want this, come and take it."

Ziduur held a box made of ebony. It was full of intricate inlay decorations with a foreign feel.

"Sir Bleu, there's no doubt, the Manual is in there!"

With Tyrin's shout, the battle began.

"Randolf, Tyrin, take care of the girls!"

While shouting, Bleu bolted towards Ziduur, as if drawn to the Manual in his hands. Cerberus followed behind him.

"Wait, don't just rush in, it won't go well if we fight separated," Randolf hastily stopped Camallia, who wanted to jump ahead as well.

"Bleu, come back right now! Bleu!"

Karin's voice did not reach Bleu, and he began to fight the harpies in midair.

All his pent up feelings were unleashed at once. And at the same time, he had confidence in being the one who always broke through the enemy lines. With that amount of enemies, he believed he could strike the commander at once and end the battle with that. There was no reason to eliminate them all. Once he retrieved the Manual, he could just disperse the rest of the enemies. The shorter the battle, the less likely it would be for Karin and the others to get hurt. And by defeating all the monsters himself, he could prove his power to them. Maybe then the girls would stay behind without a fuss, Bleu thought.

However, his reckless advance did not go as he expected.

Superior to him in speed and number, the harpies put up a tough fight against him. Wanting to rush to Ziduur straight away, he had become isolated from his allies.

Randolf and Camallia shielded the others, facing the incoming lizardmen head on.

"Bleu, I'll burn down these enemies, get out of the way!"

Krin began chanting a Blaze spell, but Karin stopped her. If she cast the flames in a wide area, Bleu would certainly get caught in them.

"Krin, give up and target a single enemy," Karin ordered, while shooting down an enemy away from Bleu with perfect accuracy. Their lack of coordination was apparent. Karin bit down her anger at Bleu's stupid actions.

"I won't show mercy to any who interfere. Join the hateful corpses that sleep under this earth."

Ziduur took out a piece of a crimson jewel, and held it tightly within his left hand, as if squeezing it. Beams of light came through between his fingers.

"That light!" Camallia shouted, alerting everyone.

Ziduur punched the ground. Thin sparks of crimson lightning ran at once over the surface.

"What did he do?"

Karna watched in awe as the ground in front of her began to stir, and something jumped out from within.

"Eep!" She let out a strangled scream as she came face to face with a skeleton.

"Get down!"

Hearing that shout from behind her, Karna got down while covering her head with both arms. The end of a flail flew past her, sending the skeleton's skull flying like a football. As she pulled the weapon back, Camallia smashed its upper body as well.

In the brief moment where Karna breathed a sigh of relief, more skeletons jumped from below, one after the other. Those skeletal warriors, carrying all kinds of different weapons, were the warped forms of monsters once defeated in that land, and the travelers they once killed.

"Are we surrounded?"

Watching the growing swarm of skeletons and lizardmen around them, Randolf swung his Battle Axe once again. If the monsters attacked all at once, they certainly wouldn't manage to defend against all of them.

Karna shouted for everyone to get closer together.

"O benevolent ones who watch upon all, please hear our prayers. Gather the righteous light within our hearts, and make it into a shield of holy brilliance!!"

By her incantation, the faint shine of the supporting spell Boost enveloped the whole group from within. The monsters with no flesh nor blood were driven away by that light.

Not wasting the opportunity, Randolf and Camallia attacked. The mages covered the openings between them, Tyrin freezing the enemies to stand as shields, and Krin erecting walls of fire with her Blaze spells. They were doing their best to defend themselves, but the situation still wasn't good as they were outnumbered.

On one swing, Camallia's flail became entangled in another flail wielded by a skeleton. The resulting forces made both of them lose their grips on their weapons. Without delay, the skeleton took a short sword from the back of its shield, and charged at the now empty-handed girl. Another short sword was thrown at the skeleton as it did that. By reflex, the skeleton knocked it down with its shield. Camallia jumped at the fallen sword, grabbing it and swinging it at the skeleton's leg to cut it down. The monster fell down as it lost its balance, and Camallia stepped on its bony body from over its shield, using all of her strength to crush it.

"Thank you, Sir Randolf."

Picking up her flail, she stood back to back with Randolf, who had moved backwards. She extended a hand in his direction, trying to return his short sword that had saved her from her predicament.

"I don't mind. Keep it. Without a spare weapon, something like this might happen to you again."

Answering that, he swung his blade at another monster.

At that time, Bleu was also surrounded by even more enemies than before.

Sacred Dragons had tough bodies and powerful attacks, but were in no way invincible. Their thick hide was hard to penetrate with a blade, yet at some point he had been wounded, and it bled. While he had finished off many of the harpies, he had also hurt his wings. The injury was not severe, but it made him unable to fight the remaining harpies in the air. Having fallen to the ground, Bleu faced a concentrated assault from the group of enemies.

Sustaining minor injuries all over his body, Bleu had made a pile of corpses out of his enemies. Yet he was clearly exhausted. Taking a fierce blow to his chest, he began to cough violently.

In this terrible moment, a lizardman brandished his Large Axe. In Bleu's current condition, he couldn't dodge or spew out his lightning breath.

The monsters became agitated.

Steeling himself for the fatal blow, Bleu saw a silver blur pass through the corner of his vision. Fresh blue blood spilled by. With a deep gash on his torso, the lizardman turned around only to be cut again like a paper doll by sharp claws, this time on the chest.

"Zylo!?" Bleu exclaimed in surprise, seeing the werewolf that had showed up behind the fallen lizardman.

"It's been a long time, Bleu."

Zylo's eyes had the glint of a wild beast hidden within, and he narrowed them in recognition for an instant.

Taking that as an opening, the harpies attacked from the sky.

"Watch out!"

Faster than Bleu's cry, Zylo jumped to the air. He spun next to harpy like a gear, hitting it with a somersault, and knocking it down hard to the ground. The blood from the harpy's torn neck ran in lines across her dead body.

"Before worrying for others, worry about yourself. Honestly, what a pathetic fight you put up. Have you forgotten your past experience? I'll show you how it is to fight as a group. Watch and learn."

Zylo howled.

The lizardmen and harpies flinched at the incoming chants of beast hunters. From its direction came the rushing sound of rain. A merciless rain of arrows…

Once the synchronized barrage of arrows ended, Zylo had also disappeared. Too fast for Bleu's eyes to keep up, he ran between the disoriented enemies, cutting them down as he passed them by. One by one they fell to the ground.

Having broken through the enemies surrounding them, Zylo reached Karin's group.

"It's Zylo, the king of Bustoke."

Krin calmed down the others, who were on guard, unsure if he was a new enemy.

"We'll regroup with Bleu. Follow me without delay," Zylo ordered, and turned away from them without waiting for an answer. He spoke as if certain that they'd obey. Not forceful. Just showing unwavering confidence.

"Diane!!" He shouted. In answer, a squad of archers appeared from the forest shadows, led by an elf girl. Their bowstrings rang as they once again released their arrows in unison.

Diane's archers concentrated their assault on the skeletons. The ropes tied in their arrows perfectly wrapped around their enemies. The skeletons hit by them fell down and tumbled through the ground. It seemed as if they knew what enemies they'd be facing, which made Krin impressed, but also a bit suspicious.

"Let's go!"

Zylo dashed away, heading towards Bleu, who had recovered some energy and continued to fight on his own. The others ran behind him as fast as they could.

"Karna, Camallia, heal Bleu, quickly!"

As Zylo and Randolf took the surrounding enemies down, Karin immediately asked the priests to tend to Bleu. While the archers of Bustoke kept lending them support, Camallia healed everyone who had been injured with Aura, the high level healing spell.

"Thank you, Camallia. You too, Karin…" Bleu thanked the girls.

"There's no time to waste," Zylo urged Bleu. "Let's retrieve the Manual at once with this."

Led by the wolf king, the group split apart the confused enemies. Separated from each other, they had no time to recover, and were shot down by Diane's squad.

"Now. Sir Bleu, the Manual!" Tyrin shouted.

Spreading his healed wings, Bleu flew over the skeletons. The monsters were knocked down by the wings and the gust of wind.

Ziduur held up the ruby in his hand. His body was enveloped in red light.

"Like I'll let you teleport!"

The monster had jumped away, but Bleu sliced him with his claws.

Ziduur's arm was torn and sent flying, tracing an arc in midair, weighted down by the ebony box it carried.

Bleu had his attention drawn to the Manual for a moment. Ziduur didn't miss that, casting a Blaze spell in that time. Bleu crossed his arms in front of him as the flames burst in front of him.

"Bleu!!"

Karin and Camallia left the few remaining monsters to Zylo, and ran to the dragon.

He looked down bitterly at the space Ziduur had teleported away from. It shimmered like hot air, proving that a devil stood there just a moment before.

He picked up the box with the Manual, and Camallia saw that both his arms were bleeding.

"Are you wounded?" she asked, walking to him.

"It's no big deal. Just scratches."

"Even a small injury cannot be left alone."

While he insisted that he was fine, Camallia softly kissed his wounds.

Bleu suddenly felt eyes on him, and tried to pull away from her.

"Please stay still."

Camallia's warm lips moved over his skin as she said the words. Her hot tongue traced over his wound, licking off the blood. Her throat made a glugging noise as she drank it. Her lips continued to move over it, trembling with her incomprehensible chants and sighs.

She let go after a while, and no trace of the wound was left.

"Bleu, the king of Bustoke is calling."

Karin only said that before turning her back and running away.

To next part>

Translation notes:

"Zidur" is apparently a word of a power to summon one of the creatures in the Necronomicon by Simon. I know nothing of that book other than a cursory look so I can't talk much about it, but do you know how hilarious it is to google a Shining Force thing and come up with a pdf full of demon rituals and absolutely no other results? Unparalled experience. Also, the character's name does have a longer "u" sound so I reflected that in my translation as well.

I don't recall Ziduur being explicitly referred to as a man, but his speech manners are pretty rough and he'll eventually be using the rough and masc "ore" pronoun, so unlike Otrant I just made the call to use he/him pronouns for him.

Zylo's species in the original game is given as "wolfling". His base class however is "werewolf", so nothing wrong here.

Up to this point I had been calling the dog "Cerberos" because that's closer to the japanese reading and I didn't think to look it up, but I was recently reminded that the games use "Cerberus" instead. I'd rather stick close to the official translations when it doesn't matter so I've updated past posts and will be using the game romanization from here on.