#he’s a menace i love him my fucked up lil guy <3

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❛ MY SHORTY ALWAYS ON SOME BULLSHIT LIKE CHICAGO ❜

PART 3

part of the 420 'We Be Burnin' series

⋙ MENU ITEM: PLUG!CHOSO x SORORITYBRAT!READER ⋙ PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 (IN STOCK!!!)

⋙ product description (summary): choso's finally had enough and if you won't listen to reason he will fuck it into you. but will you still choose him in the end or will he make that choice for you? ⋙ side effects (tw): THE LONG AWAITED BRAT TAMING! rough sex. throat goat!reader. more angst. spanking ass/puss. teasing. edging. lots of delayed pleasure. jealousy. cunnalingus. mirror sex. dom!choso. breeding kink. dirty talk. backshots. fingering. squirting. daddy kink. thigh riding. nuru/thigh fucking. intoxicated reader. drug use (weed). slight voyeurism. yandere choso. baby trapping. mentions of violence (not towards reader). mentions of somnophilia and a lil bit of fluff. ⋙ thc levels (wc): 9.6k of 22.1k ⋙ inventory notes (a/n): best viewed in dark mode. the long awaited end! i hope you guys like it. i really worked hard on this to make it good <3 special shout outs to my betas @littlemochabunni for literally always talking me off the ledge when i want to ctrl + a+ del everything and @buttercupblu for all the grammar edits my adhd brain struggles with and inspiring me to write the last scene.

Plug!Choso who ultimately will forgive you but it will be on his terms. He just needed to show you first why the only person you should worry about pleasing was him.

Menacing chuckles rumble deep from Choso’s chest, bewildering you in your crossfaded state. Seizing you with a firm hold, he forces you to meet his gaze. Choso holds you so tightly against him that your feet barely touch the ground.

Any attempts of wriggling out of his hold are in vain.

“You’re such a fucking slut.”

His matter-of-fact statement makes you frown. You’re taken aback by the twisted amusement on his face.

“You don’t love me… You love my cock.”

“N-No I—”

Your already short skirt now bunches above your hips and Choso brings a heavy hand down onto your exposed bottom. The sting brings fresh tears to your eyes as the gems on your fishnets leave distinct impressions on your soft, malleable skin.

“You’ll have to learn to be quiet while daddy’s talking, princess.”

If you were going to act like a childish brat, Choso would treat you like one.

Another harsh spank startles you into hiccups as you sniff away fallen tears. 

You’d never been spanked before—not by previous lovers or boyfriends—hell not even your parents growing up. 

The last person you’d expect it from was Choso.

And yet each swift lick Choso deals you is as terrifying as it is exhilarating. 

Who knew you would be such a glutton for punishment? 

You fidget, biting your lip in anticipation of another. 

“Been thinkin’ princess—I’ve been too good to you. But you don’t want that, eh?”

A third smack has you whimpering. Your pelvic muscles clench hard, releasing more of the desperation that had already saturated your thighs.

“You want one of those assholes outside, is that right? They’re good enough for you, huh princess?”

You can only mewl in response from the delightful pain that pierces your senses as he delivers another and another.

“S’why every time I fuckin’ come round y’er being a lil’cocktease for some preppy ass frat fuck.”

Choso wasn’t wrong. 

You knew what those boys wanted from you.

Even though you had never really entertained any of them. That was the allure in itself—to be something unattainable. 

Yet more selfishly, you liked the attention. Not like you’d even got the same thrill from it anymore since you were with Choso—but old habits die hard.

Choso was making damn sure of that now.

“Tryna get one of them to fuck you tonight—”

Choso’s cock twitches in sync with your trembles from every spank.

“—or were you hoping I was finally gonna put that pretty princess pussy of yours in her place?” 

You’re smart enough to know Choso’s question is rhetorical and how could it not be given all your actions tonight? 

It was clear you wanted him and his deliciously fat cock back—badly. 

Your tongue cautiously peeks out as you try to quiet your shuddering breaths, afraid that any small movement might provoke his anger. At this point you know better than to beg too, almost certain that any attempts would only fuel the unexpected mean streak Choso had developed.

Yet despite any initial apprehension you were quickly becoming puddy in his hands.

“Poor baby, working so hard having to appease everyone—” 

SMACK!

“—well you ain’t gotta worry that bratty head of yours no more—seeing as you won’t be doing none of that shit from now on.” 

His threats which should have you cussing him out only make you wetter as your heart pounds in your ears from the thrill of being dominated. You’d do anything right now to get a little relief for your aching cunt that had gone a whole goddamn month without Choso’s thick cock plugging her up. 

Restless in arousal, your entire being just begs to be fucked. 

Releasing your hair Choso parts your legs with his knee and you collapse onto him, your plump pussy colliding with his thigh. You whimper, tightly gripping his broad shoulders for leverage to rock yourself against his thigh. 

Choso could feel the intensity of the moist heat radiating from your core dampening his jeans.

“Shit, I can feel you dripping… pussy drooling just from getting that ass spanked a lil’—are you a masochist, princess?”

Choso breathes the question into your ear, his words bringing a chill over your skin fanning goosebumps all the way down to the nape of your neck.

You’re losing yourself all the more in the hypnotic state of lust swirling from alcohol, weed, pain and arousal clashing within you. 

You nearly choke on the deep guttural moans that had been held in by his hand still around your throat when he grabs your hips forcibly rocking you harder against him. Your paper-thin thong does nothing to protect you  from the rough threadbare material of his jeans grinding against your sensitive lil nub. 

“Wearing these slutty tights with an ass like yours…” 

You almost forget to breathe, the sting this time accompanied by him sliding his fingers between the gaps in the material and grabbing the fat of your ass for emphasis.

“...coulda got me in so much shit tonight if I made ol’boy who was touchin’ up on you swallow teeth.”

The baritone in his voice lowers to a deadly note, tuning every nerve in your body to the exact pitch of his voice.

“P-Please C-Cho I—”

—in an instant the hand on your hip coils around your neck. 

Thumbing your collarbone, Choso slowly applies just enough pressure to activate the euphoric sensation of suffocation, sending tingles down your spine.

“Look at me princess, you better stay quiet—m’not gonna say it again.”

You choke back a cry as the elastic on your fishnets snaps against your tender skin when Choso removes his hand from them.

“But then your lil’card got pulled when you saw me with that whore, hmm?”

You wince preemptively expecting another hard spanking but Choso loosens his grip around your throat. He looks at you expectantly, waiting for your answer.

A sniffly frown complements the pitifulness of your runny makeup as you cling to him possessively. 

“Y-Yeah… I-I hated seeing that d-dumb bitch all over you. Wanted to fuck her up.”

Choso is satisfied with your answer but the warmth behind his smile didn’t match the heated glint in his eyes.

“There it is. See? Bratty princesses who are honest get rewarded—”

Any relief you feel is short lived as your despair returns with the words that follow.

“—eventually.”

Plug!Choso who has you so close to release just from rutting against his brawny thigh. Yet just as you feel the hot coil about to snap in your stomach he pulls away from you. 

Wobbling for stability, your panic that he would leave again subsides when he returns to sit on your bed.

Choso leans forward with his elbows resting on his knees to pack another bowl. The process is second nature to him and his hands move with an instinctual precision, allowing his oppressively dark gaze to remain fixed to you.

“Strip.”

It’s a rather simple command but it causes a small malfunction in your brain nonetheless. 

Your intuition is simultaneously screaming at you to be a ‘good girl’ and listen to Choso so he’d finally fuck you—but also to get the hell away from the menacing man before you were actually fucked.

Choso’s shift in his nature was setting off every internal alarm—although at the same time, you couldn’t say this still didn’t feel like Choso.

Was it really new? 

Or was this side just new to you? 

You’d only ever really known the gentle boyish side of Choso. The side who would blush easily and that was so willing to do anything to please you—the side that was a dutiful and loving brother.

But this other side? 

Well, he was a dealer.

You’d never heard of Choso getting caught out or punked in the streets—not even once. 

You also never knew how he conducted his business, as he always stepped out of the car or left the room. When he took a call while you were with him, all you could hear were faint murmurs of conversation over the rumbling bass of music or through a well-insulated door.

You knew he did his best to keep that side away from you and Yuji, as it wasn’t always pretty. 

Instantly you recalled how once when you had slept over he reluctantly left in the middle of the night late saying he had ‘business’ to take care of. When he came home hours later he looked worn down and even more tired than usual. His knuckles were swollen and there was a rip with small dots of blood on his collar which you would have thought was his own if not for there not being a single scratch on him.

He didn’t speak of what happened and you couldn’t fuss over his appearance for too long—your mind being far from inquisitive while blubbering from his cock drilling your body deep into the mattress. You blissfully became a fleshlight of relief for all his frustrations that night until long after sunrise. 

In fact, Choso had dicked you down so thoroughly when you finally made it out of bed that day it was mid-afternoon. You didn’t even question him about the bruises lingering on his knuckles or whose blood he had on him—still in a daze off his cock.

So this must be how he is in the streets. 

“Go on now, princess.”

The deep silky dominance in his tone commanded your attention, jarring you from your thoughts. You’re pouting, but your body, in spite of your more rational mind, wins as it compels you to obey him, convincing you that anything he has planned for you would be well worth the pleasure that follows. 

Slowly, you begin to lift up your tiny pink top when Choso’s eyes narrow in disapproval, stopping you.

“Nuh-uh see—that shit right there won't cut it.”

You’re puzzled. You did exactly as he asked.

“You didn’t think I saw my lil’ slut playing beer pong and teasing those shitheads with my tiddies? Now do it for me—the same fuckin’ way.”

You’re nodding but your delicate hands are nevertheless shaking under his intense smolder.

Swallowing your anxiety and mimicking your earlier actions, you bent towards him. Your chest is lightly heaving by the time your nails begin to slowly drag the hem of the sparkly top down over your breasts. Choso is blatantly palming his cock when you give the final tug that has your tits bouncing forth from their confines, fully exposed to him.

Choso hums in approval, satisfied with your performance. He motions with a finger for you to come to him and you can’t close the distance fast enough to stand between his legs. 

Molding your hips in his large hands, Choso brings you even closer. Parting his lips the smoke tendrils fan over your stomach while his mouth hovers over your skin. 

Choso looks back up at you and your belly dips, quivering at his dangerously seductive eyes and mischievous grin. 

You were nervous—good.

“Knees.”

Plug!Choso who has you shamelessly panting on your knees before him. Not caring for any decorum at this point you’re openly salivating as hearts practically dance in your eyes over his engorged cock throbbing inside his jeans.

Choso releases a whiny hiss when the air hits his swollen glands. His length sways weighted down as an embarrassing amount of pre drips off his reddened shaft, his boxers already soiled. 

In your right state of mind you might have used this to shift back the power dynamics—yet alas, you are far too gone now. The need for him to give you his praise and approval winning out over any inklings of sass or disobedience. 

Your attention is all but zeroed in on how those milky pearls dribbled over his albert piercing and down the thick vein on the underside of his length.

Seeing how your mouth watered just from the sight of his cock, it’s Choso who proves to be the more impatient one as he grips the back of your head with one hand forcing you closer. In his haste, his dick misses your mouth and skids across your cheek, prompting a low growl of curses from Choso. 

Unconcerned with his impatience, you’re still in your own world—and that world in question was currently being filled with the carnal smell of Choso’s scent marking your skin. A long stain of pre smearing across your face mind shuts down now solely driven by your needy cunt.

“I’ll forgive you when you show me how sorry you are—”

“—anything!” 

Quickly snapping out of your dickmatized daze you look up at him with doe eyes, begging for the go-ahead.

“Yeah? Then do it nasty for me, princess.” 

The words have scarcely left Choso’s lips before you’re already parting your own, releasing a viscous well of drool to pour languidly on his dick.

Your saliva mixing with his spilled essence coats his cock and fills the room with vulgar squelches as you obediently pump his hot length. You rotate your grip with a sinful precision while your other hand thumbs his gooch as you’re cupping his balls, kneading them in a manner that had Choso’s toes curling. 

Giving thanks for the meal you are about to consume, you never break eye contact as you deliver pillowy kisses to his tip and strum your tongue under his frenulum. Choso’s abs twitch feverishly when the sultry hollow of your mouth lewdly hums over his piercing. The sounding effect alone is nearly enough to make him bust right then. 

You aren’t holding up well yourself either as your thighs squeeze together soaking your fishnets which had long been sticky with your overflowing arousal. Manifesting that it soon would be the moist suction of your vacant cunt and not of your spit glossed lips that would take him whole as you continue to moan wantonly around his girth.

The memory alone didn’t do your mouth justice to Choso, not that he still didn’t cum plenty from thinking of your lips slobbering around him in the last month.

Fuck if you didn’t always give some crazy ass head though.

However, he knows he has to keep control lest he loses all the progress he made training that lil’ attitude of yours tonight. 

Weaving his muscular hands through your hair, in one swift motion Choso thrusts his hips forward. He groans loudly from your warm gummy throat now stuffed full with his cock. Gargling his girth you choke when Choso’s piercing scrapes the back of your throat as he forcibly bobs your head up and down.

Thick tears burn your vision with your running mascara flowing right down your full cheeks. But it's nothing compared to the fiery burn in your cunt that’s even more jealous than before of your throat getting the treatment it needs so desperately.

“You’re gonna be my good girl from now on? Yeah baby, I know—I know ya are. Now open that throatpussy a lil wider for me, got sum’ for it.”

Heart fluttering at his filthy praises, you easily let him coerce your face flush to his pubic bone to take him to the very hilt. Your nose is buried in his dark pubic hair and his balls slap your chin at every thrust. The harsh treatment has your tears mingling with his fluids to coat your face and stain his jeans. 

This is how you should be. 

Obedient and pretty while your sobs vibrate around his cock destroying your throat. All you had to do was worry about taking care of him—in turn he would take care of you and the rest.

Shit though, going so long without your bratty little mouth around his dick Choso wasn’t about to last too much longer. 

His blunted nails dig into your scalp as he hunches, curling over your body from the sloppy way he plows even deeper into you. 

“You’re gonna take all of it princess. Every last bit, understood?”

Choso takes your unintelligible gurgles and the hands shoving against his thighs as confirmation. A needy grunt is followed by jets of his creamy load spurting down your esophagus.

Teeming with adrenaline, you gasp for air. Your lungs are on fire from sputtering up his tangy spunk that somehow even trickled into your windpipes. Choso’s fluids dribble down your chin, a show of proof from you having milked his cock so thoroughly. 

But you're not angry with him for the rough treatment—on the contrary. 

Once your coughs subside you’re gazing up at Choso like an innocent lamb and not the nasty throat goat you just proved yourself to be. Praying you have been enough of a good girl for him to finally fuck your lil’ cunt as hard as you needed.

Plug!Choso who rewards you with gentle strokes that smooth your hair back and caress your flushed cheeks stained with his spunk.

Keeping true to his promise of every last bit, Choso thumbs the remaining salty fluids soiling your face back into your mouth, dumping the excess onto your tongue that greedily slurps it down.

Satisfied, Choso straightens and beckons you onto his lap with a pat to his thigh. Smirking at your enthusiasm as you clumsily settle in. 

“Now doesn’t it feel nice…being a good girl for once?”

Choso affectionately twirls your hair in his fingers and you bob your head eagerly. 

Your lips are mere centimeters apart.

You want to kiss him but Choso doesn’t feel like you earned that just yet, balling his fist to tug your locks taunt when you lean in.

“Not yet, baby.”

You stick your lip out, fussing in aroused frustration. 

“Tsk—now, now none of that shit, brats don’t get kisses—and they certainly don’t get this dick.”

If the look in his eyes were any indication you knew Choso meant business. The searing eye contact had long incinerated all the walls you’d built to keep him out, exposing the very essence of you laid bare in the ashes. 

You have no more defenses against him, becoming more obedient to his every word.

Seconds pass that seem like achingly brutal hours until he breaks the staredown. His sights now follow his hands as they splay out trailing from your collarbone to your breasts, letting them weigh heavy in his palms.

His lecherous scrutiny has you shivering.

“You let anyone touch these?”

The question startles you as does the sensation of Choso rolling your stiffened peaks between his knuckles before giving them a cruel tug. 

You sniffle as you shake your head ‘no’, trying not to whine and still unable to speak from him pounding your vocal cords raw. 

Choso grins knowingly as his hands fondle your plush mounds, kneading the supple flesh and pushing them together before the steamy cavern of Choso’s mouth consumes both at once. The bar of his pierced tongue swirled between your hardened buds, lapping, slurping and nibbling. Squirming you arch back deeper into his mouth and grind your soaked lil cunny on his rapidly stiffening length. Your hands cling to his pigtails for any semblance of an anchor keeping you from tumbling backwards. 

Spurred on by your shuddering cries Choso withdraws from your swollen peaks with a pop and licks up the string of spit that cobwebs between them. His tongue flattens licking each one dutifully as he watches as your jaw slacks from pleasure.

You’ve been so deprived of his touch. You could cum from just a bit more of this.

Yet Choso’s lips don’t stop traveling your body, even higher this time to adorn your decolletage with searing hickies. 

Uncaring if they actually showed up to brand your skin or not.

Choso only needs you to feel them bruise beneath your flesh.

That way you wouldn’t so soon forget exactly who you belonged to.

“And what about my bratty lil’ pussy, princess? I know how needy she is. You let one of those frat fuckers inside her?”

His hot heady breaths puff out to curl around your earlobe, leaving the severely neglected spot in between your thighs throbbing at her mention. 

You think you might actually die if he ignores your cunt for much longer. 

Your thong is utterly drenched. More arousal trickles onto his lap as his muscular hands settle back on your hips. 

“N-no!”

Sounding more like a croaked plea, your voice is barely above a whisper from the hoarseness that settled in your throat.

“W-Waited f-for you Cho.” 

“Then show me.”

Plug!Choso who has you even more intoxicated off the thought of him giving you a pussy inspection. 

He has nearly succeeded in domesticating you and your arms wrap around him submissively as you moan unabashedly into his neck. 

Choso muses he should have handled your snobby ass like this sooner and saved himself some trouble. 

Lifting you, Choso rises from the bed. 

You haven’t realized you’ve moved at all until you crash into the edge of your vanity, shaking the table with a thud. Rattled, you look back, giving Choso the leverage he needs to spin you around. Dizzy from the sudden movement, your arms fly out—scattering bottles of makeup and perfume as you grasp at the wooden tabletop. 

The items roll on the floor in tandem with Choso rolling his hips up against you. You release a loud mewl from his hard erection teasingly poking into your ass.

Thinking only with your pussy, your impatient pleas are met with another slap to the ass. The increased weight behind his hand this time leaves your nerve endings sizzling. 

You were gonna be such a sweet girl by the time he was done with you.

However, he wouldn’t torture you for too much longer. 

Despite his cold authoritarian demeanor, the image of shoveling his cock deep into your creamy cunny after so long of only jerking to the memory has him about to lose it. Grasping the front of your hips, Choso jerks you flush against his pelvis. You fall forward until your cheekbone is smooshed into the vanity’s mirror and his thick bulge molding itself in-between your cheeks

“Stay just like that for me, yeah baby? Hands on the mirror, they better not fuckin’ leave either.”

You position your hands obediently and Choso, as if praising you, tenderly gifts lustful kisses down your spine while he pampers your reddening bottom with gentle caresses. 

“Good fuckin’ girl, princess.”

The more feral his nature, the more like his prey you became. Choso licentiously inspects your body—gripping, sniffing, and nipping at your heated skin until he is level with your ass. 

You whimper as Choso rips your fishnets ripping them open, admiring the indents on your skin from the jeweled tights before burying his face between your squishy cheeks. 

His nose salaciously nuzzles against the soaked material stuck to your barely covered hole and he releases a hot guttural sigh, purring into your pussy. 

Always a fiend for dining on your cunt, Choso is brimming with contentment from your juices leaking onto his face. This may have been your punishment but it was also his reward as the taste of your filthy lil plum never failed to drive him wild—often opting to spend most of the night with his face between your hips, he’d still cum plenty times from just thrusting into the air as he let you ride his face.

Licking his lips, Choso’s tongues traces the pattern of your thong and sucks your juices from the saturated fabric. You’re both loudly moaning now—Choso from the saccharine flavor of your cunt and you from the sweet relief of the hot languid strokes of his skillful tongue.

Choso might have lost himself in that moment of finally getting to taste you again. His eyes roll back at how you lewdly leak through your soaked thong.

All for him. 

You were still his even after all this time.

However, it's your own hastiness that reminds him your penance is worth more than his own pleasure when your ass wiggles impatiently lowering onto his face when Choso’s tongue piercing starts drawing lazy circles around your sensitive lil pearl.

“C-Cho, n-need you…puh-lease s’not fair—”

Determined to control every sensation he gives to you and holding you in place, Choso scolds you.

“Fair? Nah, know what’s not fair, princess?”

His lips move closer to ghost over your ass causing goosebumps to rise over the warm tender skin.

“You actin like a bitch for a whole fuckin’ month and keeping all this good pussy away from me.”

You shudder when his teeth sink into your jiggly flesh causing you to yelp and rock against the vanity.

You’d get more pleasure when he wanted you to. 

Choso would screw that lesson into you soon enough. 

“Fuck—the only thing sweet about you is this lil’ pussy. You’re such a brat but she's so honest. Then again—maybe it's your slutty lil’ pussy that’s actually the brat, thinking she runs shit because of how good she is at milking cock, yeah?”

Choso confirms his suspicions upon peeling your soaked thong to the side. Strings of your arousal practically glue the material to your cunt. Not hesitating to make more of a mess of you, he illicitly hawks globes of his spit into your already dripping lil’ hole eagerly winking at him.

“Let’s see what this slutty cunt has to say for herself, hm?”

Choso places a chaste kiss over your entrance before driving two fingers straight in. Your hands leave streaks down the mirror as you perspire, fogging up the glass with your breathy cries.

Speeding up his pace he digs the pads of his fingers into your walls, searching until they run over a spongy hard spot and he has to fight to keep a hand on your lower back to hold you in place.

God you were virgin-tight again. 

Before ignoring you, Choso had only ever gone three days without fucking you and even then you’d been crying from his tip just stretching the entrance of your taut lil pussy. 

In the past, Choso would have taken his time with you. He knew he needed to work you open more so you wouldn’t be sore tomorrow, and yet his cock throbbed to life again so urgently he couldn't restrain himself for much longer.

That’d be something you’d just have to fucking deal with. 

This was all your fault after all. 

Plug!Choso who wouldn’t let you deprive him of his pussy for any longer—however, he was still going to make you beg for it.

“Tell me what you want, princess.”

Choso rips the thong clean off your ass cheeks. 

Leaving you exposed bare in your fishnets he rises up to lean over you. His moist breath trickles electricity down your spine as his bricked length roughly pipes between your cheeks. 

“Nghh…w-want your c-cock…”

“Whose cock—so you know me now, princess?—Choso is that it?” 

Choso mocks your voice with the hurtful words you hurled at him during the garden brunch. Gliding his girth to prod over your entrance and miss its mark intentionally. 

“Pleeaseee—C-Choso-C-Choso-C-Choso.” 

The pleas of his name slur together as your attention solely focuses on how his leaky shaft lathers your already dripping folds in his pre. 

“That’s right princess…now tell me who am I to you?”

Choso reaches around to swat at your swollen clit. 

You cry out as your body slick with sweat jolts up violently. Choso has to throw more of his weight onto you to keep you from slipping off the vanity entirely.

You could have actually fallen to the floor without noticing as the fuzzy feeling in your brain intensifies, too much is happening all at once. Your intoxicated thoughts swirl in its attempt to work out the finer details of your relationship with Choso—details you likely wouldn't have been able to answer even while completely sober.

Who was Choso to you?  

Well, frankly, right now he was technically nothing. You had never previously defined your relationship and hadn’t had any communication at all over the last month until just a few days ago.

Your dealer? Friend? Casual hookup? Situationship? 

By and large, it had been your fault that you’d never discussed it. You actively ran from any complicated conversations or pulled away whenever Choso proposed something that would be too close to affirming your status. 

You also knew how much Choso liked you, especially from how he’d blush when other parents in Yuji’s class would mistake the two of you for a couple. 

You weren’t a couple though—even if you acted like you were behind closed doors. 

Even so, you knew how he made you feel when you were with him and knew what you wanted him to be to you now. 

That was enough.

Goddamnit.

Your body threatens to explode from the vulnerability of your exposed emotions pricking at your every nerve while you work up the courage to say it. 

This admission was somehow even harder than confessing you loved him—which had honestly been relatively easy in comparison as you were so upset you would have done anything at that moment to make him stay. 

Face on fire, you clasp your eyes shut—as if not looking at Choso in the mirror means he somehow can’t hear the words that stumble out of you.

“M-My boyfriend!”

Silent tears fall as you fear his reaction, you’ve never been the one to lay your feelings on the line first.

Had you really missed your chance to be with him?

Would he just fuck you and leave after?

Choso remains silent as his hands glide up your sides, feeling you tremble under his touch. He lifts your torso, pulling you to his chest possessively. Choso’s arms encircle you as they weave between your breasts and he licks a stray tear away. 

Now you have the most lewd, yet perfectly unhindered, view of his hefty mushroom tip as it quickly slots through your puffed folds to ram into your clit.

The wide grin on his features is evident as your face crumples and pleasurable sobs rupture from you. Choso rests the side of his face against your neck as he takes in your smell, giving you a chaste kiss and savoring how much his body is scenting yours.

“Oh? You asking me out, princess? Well, I’m flattered you finally asked, but that's not exactly the answer I was looking for—”

A feverish chill spreads across your skin and you’re shivering as he locks eyes with you in the mirror.

“—as it’s certainly not what you will be calling me when I’m pushing your kidneys back.”

Choso’s hands lazily roam your body while he continues to sneak his length through your thighs. You unconsciously arch back to rest your nape on his shoulder, allowing him better access to touch you.

So he wasn’t talking about your relationship status after all?! 

Still the devious smile on Choso’s face tells you he intentionally misled you with his phrasing nonetheless. 

“So—who am I?”

The cocky tone in his voice makes it clear exactly what he wants you to call him—and you’d say it—you just need to work up the nerve first.

Unfortunately for you Choso’s patience for your bratty ass had long since depleted.

“Tch, yo we can stop then if—”

You snapped the moment you felt his hands leave you.

“NO, DADDY!” 

“I’ll be a good girl Daddy…s’good. I-I promise puh-leaseee put it in—please—need you, Daddy!”

There was no way in hell Choso would have left without sticking his dick in you but he knew that you were too hard up right now to even dream of calling his bluff.

“That’s right princess. I’m your Daddy. Now show Daddy that arch baby.”

Plug!Choso who smirks into your skin as he tastes you. The sting from a tiny love bite blossoming as he manhandles you back down onto the table’s surface when your already cockdrunk mind doesn’t have you moving fast enough.

“But you’re still actin’ up a lil baby—so you gonna have to put this dick in yourself, got it?”

Choso hums at your dizzy babbles of confirmation, slipping his thumbs over your chubby pussy lips to spread you open. Choso is in awe of how slutty your cunt looked, clenching around nothing but the webs of your own arousal and practically screaming to be busted open wider by his cock.

Catching his tip on your entrance, Choso stalls as he has to chew the inside of his own cheek to resist not thrusting into you completely—you’d do the rest from here. 

Choso was just glad you weren't looking in the mirror to see how hard his abs were trembling. 

Exhaling shaky breaths, you ease back onto him, gingerly sinking down his length. Your kitten nails fitfully scratch at the table just from the stretch of just getting his wide mushroom tip inside. 

SHIIIIT-SHIIIT-SHIIIT—Too much! 

You grit your teeth, he’s so big stretching the walls of your cunt to the degree that your walls actually try to push him out when you flex. However, Choso’s hands are digging into your hips to secure you in place. He’s not helping nor hindering you—but he isn’t letting you run any either.

Your knees knock against the vanity, trembling this much and he's only halfway in. 

“Come on, princess…”

Choso coos gently as he rubs circles into the small of your back with his thumbs, coaxing you to relax. 

The dichotomy between Choso’s treatment erratically switching in severity leaves you reeling. You're on edge with heightened arousal, never sure if his next words or touch would be rough or soothing yet either way it leaves you wanting more of him—anything he’d give, you’d take. 

But right now you need him to have a lil mercy on you. 

Tears brim your wide eyes as you pout and look at him through the mirror, pleading with him.

“Puh-leaseeee Cho—m’daddy…help me?”

Your pitiful submission has Choso cracking. His need to ruin you after so long winning over his want to delay your pleasure along with everything else.

Sighing, Choso relents.

“You know, I spoil you too much, princess…s’why you’re so rotten now.”

No sooner had he finished speaking did he hastily slam into you. Your wet warmth completely sucks him in whole and wraps around him so sinfully he has to dig his blunted nails deeper into your hips to keep from immediately painting your walls white.

God, he really was so incredibly weak for your perfect lil’ pussy.

Grunting, Choso sets an unrelenting tempo as he continues to rail into your cervix, each bruising thrust was him reminding you of every time you ignored him—pretended you didn’t know him—told people you were just friends—and for making him even love someone as mean and bratty as you in the first place.

Grabbing onto the clothing bunched at your waist for leverage, Choso pistoning his hard length in and out of you felt like he was ripping your guts out along with it. 

Gathering together a coherent thought right now was impossible. It’s so good but so intense your body reflexively reaches a hand back, frantically pressing against his abs to slow him.

Choso growls, stilling your hand behind your back while his other springs out to pin your head on the table. 

You were blocking his view of how your ass rippled every time he pounds his cock deeper into your cunt.

He just needed you to be good and take it. 

And take it you did.

Choso fucks you so hard your vanity table creaks and repeatedly slams into your wall causing the entire room to shake. Your mind goes blank as if his cock controls the very flow of blood in your body. Surging tingling sensations electrifying your veins when the curve of his length knocks his albert piercing so aggressively against your cervix. 

Your gooey walls build up so much pressure around his thickness that white spots edge your vision so very close to your nirvana.

“Don’t even think about cumming until I say so my slutty lil’ princess—hold that shit for daddy.”

But there was no way you couldn’t and just as you are at the very edge of your bliss Choso rips it away from you, halting once again to still inside of you.

“Mmmm no please-please-puhleeease let me cum Choso! Please fuck me right Daddy!” 

Plug!Choso, who as much as he wants to edge you past your limits, really pulled out because he also needs to calm down. Choso removes his shirt overhead as the heat in the room has skyrocketed to near sweltering. 

Even unmoving inside you, your pussy still flexes around him like crazy. You weren’t on birth control so he never came inside you, not even once before. Pulling out normally to release over your stomach, ass or tits and wearing a condom on days it wasn't as safe. 

Although he desperately wants to cum inside you, to really mark you as his, could he risk it? 

It would be so stupid and so irresponsible, going far beyond any punishment. 

You still had a year of school left.

He couldn't knock you up. 

Then again you didn't need to go to classes physically—you could take them online. 

Pushing his more debased and wicked thoughts aside, ultimately Choso reigns himself in. He didn’t even want to put you in that position. He’d support you regardless, but he’d admittedly die inside if you decided not to have his child. 

“S-Shit! C-Cho the door!” 

Seeing the sliver of hallway light cast into your dimly lit room, you realize now that you must have forgotten to lock it. This was an old house and your door had the habit of coming open easily from just some minor movement in your room if left unlocked. 

Choso fucking you like he hated you was surely enough to knock it loose.  

Unfortunately for you though, Choso didn’t give a fuck. 

Abruptly snapped out of his perverse breeding fantasies, Choso’s feral eyes, tinged red from his high meet your frantic ones in the mirror.

“No.”

The renewed vigor of his cock plowing through you again strangles any protests, gagging you on them as you feel him back in your throat from the intensity. 

“Nah princess, let them all hear how hard you sob on this loser’s cock while he fucks some manners into you.”

And sob you did. It was difficult to do anything else really as him moving inside you again had your body buzzing more than from your actual high. 

“It doesn’t matter, cause I am about to fuck you so hard even the walls downstairs start shaking—”

Choso’s heavy balls slap against your clit when he kicks his thrusts up a notch and hitches your leg up on the vanity. 

“—n’when they discover us there’s no way they will even want a cockdrunk brat who lets her ‘weirdo burnout stalker’ get her high and fuck her stupid as a president.”

Your mind, clearly ruined by his dick thinks that might not actually be so bad. 

“Shit, you tightened up baby, you actually want someone to find us? See how good I slut you out, yeah?”

Honestly, the harder he thrusted inside you the less you cared—about anything.

School. 

The sorority. 

Your presidency. 

None of it made you feel anywhere near as fulfilled as you were right now with Choso’s thick girth ripping through you. 

The walls quake even more violently. 

The soggy clicking sounds from your soaked cunt almost reach the volume of your crazed screams for him to fuck you even harder. 

Choso was so fucking close again, he was beginning to lose reason.

“F-Fuck it—should I cum in you, princess? I’ll even let you cum too this time.”

Your brain on a mission to cum, fucked so smooth by his fat cock, could care less as long as you got to cum too. 

Oh fuck, just a lil more and you would—

“—PREZ! Did you get the goods or not? We wanna start roll—”

On her phone texting, Brianna—who is pretty fucked up herself—did not even register that the sex noises came from your room. Thinking Choso had left already and sure you were up here salty about her ‘stealing him away’. 

All the color drains from Brianna’s face as she drops her phone as well as her red solo cup filled with spiked seltzer, splashing on her outfit as well as the floor. 

Through the mirror's reflection, she can see the pleasurable agony painted all over your face from getting your cheeks clapped into oblivion by the obvious third leg Choso was packing. Your eyes to the ceiling, heaving out wails as your tongue hangs out of your mouth waging with every thrust Choso carves into your guts. The clicking sound of his cock stirring up your tight lil’ pussy echoes throughout your room. 

“OH MY GAWD! So it was true? You’re actually fucking him??? OHMYGAWDOGMYGAWD they aren’t going to believe this!”

Cockdrunk and stupified you couldn’t give even a piece of a fuck. Honestly, you wouldn't have even noticed her if Choso didn’t stop again. 

No, No, No. You were so sick of being edged! Not after he finally was going to let you cum. 

This can’t be happening right now.

You couldn’t take it anymore. 

You needed to cum so bad. 

Your vision is blurry with moisture caught in your lashes as you push yourself up. Grasping onto the edge of the tabletop you used it as leverage to weakly fuck yourself back onto him, doing the work this time if he wouldn’t.

You wouldn’t let Brianna’s ass of all people prevent you from having the orgasm you’ve been fiending over a fucking month for.  

“I jushh w-wanna cum! Pleasssh, wanna-cum-wanna-cum…”

You chant out shamelessly. Your desperate whines stunning both Choso and Brianna. 

Candidly, both thought you'd be horrified enough to stop. 

Choso especially, as even after everything tonight wouldn’t have been shocked if the mortification of actually being caught had you kicking him out.

“Heh.”

Are you actually choosing him for once?

Choso wasn’t going to let the moment pass without finding out—that’s for fuckin’ sure.

The smack he delivers to your cheeks grab your attention as you bellow out more cries. You’re still pathetically trying to get off with your weakened thrusts back. It wasn’t nearly enough to get you off—but better than the burning that threatens to incinerate you whole if you stopped.

“Hey Princess, I’ll let you cum just lemme know something first, yeah?”

You nod your head longingly, dizzy with need.

“Tell this bitch whose dick is this?”

For the first time that night, you answered without missing a beat.

“M-Mine m’daddy, its m-mine!”

You pant breathlessly, still trying to rock yourself back on him but you aren't quite hitting the spot. 

Your eyes lock with Brianna’s through the mirror’s reflection yet you are looking straight through her—your eyes vacant as you could only think of Choso’s cock. 

Your cock.

“Nah don’t look at that bitch, look at me princess.”

Not hesitating, your eyes snap over to him.

“Good fucking girl—and whose pussy is this?” 

“You–YOU CHOSO! Please Daddy—please it's s’good, I need it! Please fuck me Daddy!”

Choso turns to Briana who is frozen in place—her eyes are wider than saucers—as she realizes she’s lost.

Reaching over you he grabs an ounce bag and tosses it near her hitting the floor by her feet. Brianna hesitates though, causing Choso to growl impatiently. 

He’d proved his point, now he wanted this bitch gone.

“Yo Gouda—you a voyeur or somethin’?”

Brianna jumps when Choso addresses her quickly shaking her head ‘no’. 

“Then get the fuck up outta here bitch—MOVE!”

In her haste, Brianna slips on the spilled alcohol as she scrambles to quickly snatch up the weed and her alcohol-soaked phone. The door slams shut as she scurries out the door.

Plug!Choso who has lost all desire to punish you. He only wants to be able to see your face twist in pleasure when he finally lets you have your sweet euphoric release.

In a flash, he’s moving you again. Choso swoops you up and tosses you onto the bed, hurriedly making sure the door is locked this time before kicking off his pants and crawling on top of you. 

“Shhhh princess, you did so good baby, m’gonna let you cum. Gonna have you creaming so hard on this cock, s’your cock baby—you earned it.”

Choso is slurring his words as he peppers your body with blood buzzing kisses to hush your anguished whimpers while he peels the remaining clothes off your body. Not being sheathed inside you is killing him just as much, yet he longs to touch your silky skin unimpeded against his own.

“Been taking me s’gud baby, c’mere…”

The both of you now bare, Choso wastes no time plunging back into your heated core, your heels digging into his back at the intensity. 

Damn—you’re so perfect.  

Allowing himself to let go, his mind shatters as Choso melts into your gooey lil’ cunny. 

His lips are desperate to find yours and Choso is no longer able to withhold himself from sinking into a pussydrunk state. Uncaring for any more displays of dominance, the kiss you share is hurried and sloppy causing your thoughts to splinter. 

Your mind fragments into increasingly smaller pieces of incoherency the more frantic Choso’s kiss becomes. His teeth clash with yours and graze over your swollen lips, unable to control himself as he fitfully bruises your clit from the blunt thrusts of his pelvic bone.

Tears glaze your eyes blinding you from the creamy stickiness at Choso’s hilt that splash between your bodies. The musky fluids flow all over your puffed lil’ pussy to drizzle past his aching balls to puddle on your sheets.

“L-Live with me—with me n’ Yuji—FUHHCKKpussysogood—y-you ain’t gotta be here anymore, princess.”

Choso’s forehead rests against yours and his dick twitches inside of you like crazy from the ridges of his thick engorged cock scraping against every nerve in your cunt.

“Be with us, baby. Be our family. I-I–SHIIIIIT—I love you so-much-so-much.”

All of his bravado strips away and there’s just the soft Choso you knew once again. The one who would do anything for you, the one who made your stomach flip and your heart stop—you didn’t want to go through life anymore without him in yours.

“Y-Yes! I wanna—ah fuhhhh—s’gud l-love you D-Daddy!”

Overwhelmed with emotion for you and knowing he would come soon, Choso reaches a shaky hand between you to roughly smash his palm into your sensitive lil’ bud. The soaked slick from your bodies causes his movements to jerk erratically and your hips involuntarily thrash against him.

Choso screws his eyes shut, your bodies so wet he nearly slips off of you in his single-minded focus to make you cum. He has to be ready to pull out of you as soon as you do or he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from shooting all of his cum in you—yet that’s exactly what your fucked out lil’ pussy wants. 

“C-Cum—cum in me Daddy…”

Your voice is barely above a whisper as you almost fade out of consciousness from the sublime shockwaves that erupt over your body as you are nearly at the peak of your climax.

Choso’s hips falter, almost in a more fucked out condition than you. He nearly dumped his entire load into you then but his last sliver of sanity held out.

“SHIIIIIT—P-Princess—Do ya even know what y’er s-saying to me right now?” 

Time slows, your hand cups his face staring with conviction as best you could into his dark aubergine eyes as your other weakly directs the palm pressing on your clit to rest on your belly.  

“Cum in me Choso—I-I wouldn’t mind having a baby if it's yours.” 

Oh fuck… 

And with that your knees were by your ears and your ankles dangle off his shoulders. 

Sure, you were intoxicated on many substances—his dick included and as much as you may have just been talking shit at this moment Choso doesn’t care anymore.

You’d told him you’d have his baby and it’s all his pussydrunk mind can process.

Like a puppy Choso whimpers his groans keen sharply out of him as his tongue dangles to drip slobber down your neck. He’s reverting back to the sloppy whiny mess you know him to be when hes fucked himself out from treating your drooling hole like a well-loved pocket pussy.

“MHMMM FUCK!”

The knot inside you twists impossibly tighter, straining your nerves until it finally snaps sending shockwaves through you. You lose yourself in nonsensical cries as your worn battered body convulses uncontrollably, creaming around his cock. 

If your brain hadn’t shut down at this very moment—only filled with the white noise of your searing orgasm—you might be worried Choso just broke your bed. The creaking fills the room as the sound of metal bending is apparent although neither of you are concerned.

“—s’gonna be OK, mmm-FUCK—m’gonna take care of you, love you—we’ll be a real family then, you, me, yuji—n’our baby!”

You don’t even hear him as you’re on autopilot now. The red streaks your kitten nails scratch across his muscular shoulders urge him on like the squelching sounds of your squirt gushing out of you and wet smacks of his balls colliding with your ass.

Overstimulating your senses, Choso sweeps you up into another all consuming kiss. The mind-numbing aftershocks of your blissful tremors leaves your tongue limp as his mouth hungrily devours yours. When Choso finally releases, his hot seed pumps into your tummy as his body writhes on top of yours. 

The mind numbing aftershock of your euphoric release continues as Choso proceed to fuck more and more of his thick ropes of his cum into you. He doesn’t show signs of slowing down but your body on the other hand fades, giving into the comforting gratification of sleep after having your guts rearranged. 

“O-one more time, p-princess—pleaseeee.”

Your thankful at that moment you’ve previously told Choso you didn’t mind somnophilia and gave him the free use pass to fuck you while you slept. You rarely actually could even stay asleep with how hard he would end up railing you but there was a first time for everything with your cunt finally content and full after so long your exhaustion drags you into a deep slumber. 

Plug!Choso who tightly cuddles you to him as you both sleep. The two of you twisted up like a pretzel in a mess of limbs with you practically smashed between Choso and the wall. 

Your XL twin bed clearly wasn't meant to comfortably fit two people like this. 

You’re still mostly asleep though, softly groaning as the cheery morning sun pierces through your thin curtains. You move to throw a pillow over your face only to discover you cannot budge. 

However, you can't say you weren’t used to waking up like this. Choso was always a hardcore cuddler. You missed the mornings you’d wake overheated and skin to skin. Your legs would find themselves intertwined just like this. 

Somehow, Choso would always find a way to fuse the both of your bodies together where every part of him was touching some piece of you.

Typical…

The sleepy thought drifts through your brain, sensing it's still far too early for you to wake up. Wanting to drift back to sleep you burrow your face deeper into his chest, stiffening when your mind does the very opposite and wakes up enough to recall the events of the previous night.

Sobering quickly in the daylight, a sinking feeling begins to suffocate your heart. The now familiar guilt you’ve accumulated over the past month amplifies the hangover etching itself behind your eyes. 

You can’t help but panic as the memories from the night before come rushing back. 

There was still so much uncertainty. 

Having been utterly humbled for the first time in your life you can’t stop the self doubt that questions if he’d even meant everything he said last night—you were both lit as hell. 

You’d meant it though.

Your heart seizes at the thought that this might be the last time you’d wake up in his arms. Before you know it you are crying again trembling as you try not to wake Choso up with your silent tears.

You are quiet enough but Choso is also a light sleeper and stirs awake at the small fit you’re having.

“H-Hey, morning princess *yawns*—wait, what's wrong?”

His tired eyes are full of loving concern as Choso cups your face wiping away your tears before bringing you into his chest, tightening his hand on your head.

“Shit, was I too rough on you last night princess? Fuck, I know how much all this shit means to you I—”

You interrupt Choso, you can’t let him beat himself up over you any longer.

“N-No, Cho—”

Sniffling, you break away from his hold just enough to maneuver yourself to meet his tired eyes. 

You mentally kick yourself—you hated being such a crybaby now but you couldn't help it. You were left feeling so vulnerable after being stripped of all pretenses the night before—it all just started pouring out of you— 

“—d-did you mean it? W-What you said? Cause I—I meant what I said. I-I wanna be with you and Yuji. C-Cook breakfast and f-fall asleep watching movies and go to all his games with you—I’ll never miss another game and—and—”

“Bet.”

Wait…huh?

Even after last night you half-still expect him to be upset with you, you’d still expected you’d have to beg. 

You’re left speechless.

“Bet. Let’s pack up your shit then, princess.”

Choso’s bright grin is near blinding to your weary gaze. 

“I meant everything I said, I could never lie to you.”

Giving you a tender kiss on your forehead, he forces you to look him in the eyes. Choso takes in all your looks of uncertainty before melting them away, softly cooing affirmations with his lips fluttering over yours. You’re so needy for his touch as you wrap your arms around his neck to bring him even closer.

Not being able to resist your body’s calls for him, you soon find yourself underneath Choso who rubs his morning wood against your core still soaked with his essence from the night before.

Choso smirks down at you, the cockiness back in his voice.

“What I say before? You’re my family—Fuck those bitches and fuck your parents—I got you.”

Plug!Choso, who doesn’t know what time it is but knows he has to go pick up Yuji from his friends soon. He also doesn’t know if he should expect your nosy ass sorority sisters to barge in again. Still, that doesn’t stop him from sinking into your sopping heat once more, never taking his lips off of you. 

Unlike the fervor of last night, his strokes are slow. The anger and intensity are gone, but the passion still remains simmering under your skin. Choso is savoring every bit of you as he devours your mewls, drinking them down along with any lingering unsureties. 

But, fuck—he doesn't feel like he’ll be able to keep himself from cumming inside you from now on. Not when you’d be living with him and Yuji, acting all domestic like. 

Images of a would-be future with you swirl in his mind—you pregnant, giggling at Yuji when he jumps in surprise from feeling the baby kick—your belly growing so large you had to cradle a hand underneath when you adorably waddled from room-to-room—the day of delivery when you both finally get to meet the child you cr—

—MUTHRFUUUUH!

Choso’s eyes roll towards the ceiling as he whines loudly, his whole body is shivering along with his premature release. Buckets of his viscous seed slosh in your womb with every sloppy stutter of his hips, pushing the mass overflow of his cum out of your swollen hole and down the crack of your ass.

Fucking you through his overstimulation, your cries only fuel his intent to impregnate you. The want for the sensual intimacy that slow fucking brings after a reconciliation being overtaken by the intense primal urge to put a baby in your belly.

There was no need for any additional vocalizations of affection when Choso is so adamantly reciprocating your feelings, his creamy cum filling you with promises of his devotion which he fucks even deeper into your womb. 

You aren’t able to recall the last time you felt this satisfied. Working so hard to meet everyone else’s standards was exhausting and you didn’t regret your choice.

You had no plans now other than being with Choso. 

And contrary to the dread of what you had previously thought deviating off course would be like—it frees you. You love and trust Choso enough to let go of all of it and just let life take you where it would.

You’d be content as long as you have him and Yuji. 

Choso knows this yet even so, he is still on a mission to add a fourth to your new little family sooner rather than later. 

He knew you were speaking of the future when you said you’d have his kid the night before but—why delay the inevitable? 

Choso needed to fill you up at least 2 more times before he’d let you leave this bed—no matter how many of your sorority sisters would walk in—they could watch for all he cares.

Yeah at this rate you’d definitely be pregnant by the start of school next year.

Shit, he’d have to go buy a ring soon.

⋙ how was that? holy hell i think this is the longest fic i've written lol. i wanted to take my time with this because although brat taming isn't hard i still wanted to capture the essence of choso. he can be mean enough to do it he's definitely going to internally struggle a bit and be our whiny feral lil baby gworl at the end lol.

taglist will be in a reblog in the morning. needed to get this out and then go to bed. i might also edit it a bit as well. as some of it wasn't proofed.

reblogs and comments so appreciated, i wanna know what u think, send me asks too!

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About damn time

Quinn Hughes x fem!reader

Jack Hughes x fem!reader (platonic), Luke Hughes x fem!reader (platonic)

Warnings: fluff, angst, fan hate, pining, jack calls reader "bub", Jack's a menace, Nico shows up cause he's the loml

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You grew up with the Hughes brothers

At two months younger than Jack, you blended in with their tight-knit group

You met the Hughes brothers when you and Jack were 7. He shoved a kid in the playground for being mean to you, even though you were going to let it go, and the rest was history.

Jack became more like a twin than a friend. You two were inseparable. You were the calm to his storm.

Luke worshipped the ground you walked on. Followed you around like a lost puppy, and often, when he was having an off day, you were the only person who could calm him down. His own personal sanctuary from the world.

Quinn was the older, quiet brother who was always polite and friendly, but to anyone on the outside looking in, you guys just didn't work together well. However, they couldn't be more wrong. You quickly became each others solace in the chaos of their lives.

You went to every game you could, wearing the number of whichever brother was playing that time. Always in the stands, you were their biggest supporter, so it wasn't a surprise when you were invited to Quinn's draft.

Politely clapping and cheering with their families, fans started to be critical of your appearance and your actions. Rumours started to spread that you weren't interested in hockey, only wanted the money and fame that came along with being close to the Hughes brothers. They assume you're a bitch, instead of shy.

Jack shuts that shit down.

jackhughes: it has come to my attention that people are being little bitches towards my twin. that stops now.

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The other brothers repost the pictures to their own instagrams, and the hate dies down slightly. You make a new private, personal instagram.

Jack's draft comes and goes, and you're accepted into the University of British Columbia in Vancouver. Quinn is over the moon but hides it. Jack mopes for 3 days.

Quinn asks you to move in with him while you get settled into Vancouver. He says it's to help you, but Jack and Luke know better.

Fans start to photograph you at Quinn's games, a blank look on your face, and the rumours start up again. You ignore it until they say you're a puck bunny who's fucked your way through the brothers and will move on to other players eventually.

Quinn finds you crying. He can feel his heart break in his chest at the tears streaming down your face and the way your mascara is smudged around your eyes.

_quinnhughes: my best friend. my favourite supporter.

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Fans change their tune after Quinn's post, suddenly deciding that they love the idea of you two together. They think his use of "my" was a declaration.

The thought of being Quinn's makes your heart flutter, but you keep quiet.

Little do you know, Quinn feels the same.

Luke gets drafted and goes to New Jersey with Jack, where they're left alone to scheme and form a plan to get their big brother to finally get the girl.

"You sure about this?" Luke asked, his finger overing over the call button on your contact.

"Dude I'm telling you, they just need a lil push in the right direction."

"Uhh, this is more of a check into the boards." Nico's voice chimes from his places on the younger boys' couch.

"Just call her!" Jack ushers Luke away, firing off a text when he hears your voice through the phone.

Jack: yo quinn, is bub ok?

Quinn: yes ? I think ?

Quinn: I'm at practice

Quinn: wait

Quinn: whys she not answering her phone

Jack: idk man

Jack: I can't get through to her

Jack: neither can Luke

Quinn: she's supposed to be at home

Quinn: wait

Jack's phone remains silent for ages until he hears a commotion on the other end of the line from Luke's phone. Quinn's yelling, and Jack winces at the panicked edge to his voice.

"I'm here, Quinny," your voice is soft and gentle, confusion lacing your tone, and Jack can hear the sigh his brother heaves, picture the way his shoulders must fall in relief. "What's wrong?"

Luke chooses that moment to hang up.

"Bro!"

"I don't wanna hear that!"

It's two hours later when Jack receives a text from Quinn. It's a photo of your legs resting on Quinn's, hands entwined. The caption reads:

We've been dating for months dumbass

Jack's offended that neither of you told him and takes it upon himself to get revenge.

jackhughes: you're welcome for shoving the kid when we were 7. without me, you'd never have met.

congrats losers

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[fhrlclln]

NSFW request please! Could we get Miguel cockwarming his Spider!fem!S/O while they’re both still in their spider costumes? He couldn’t help it with how great she looked fighting some bad guys!

miguel o’hara x spider!fem! reader

ANON THIS IS SO SEXY. THE SPIDERSUIT IS ALWAYS AN A+ PLUS FOR ANYBODY WEARING IT, LIKE LOOK AT MIGUEL’S ASS LMAO. but anyways, cockwarming, hehe, i love you anon. <3 i added a lil sexual frustration into the mix ; ) cuz i felt like that would be so miguel lolz.

nsfw under the cut

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for as long as he had known you, miguel never had once experience this more intense feeling that he ever felt following the years you two had been together. you were spider-woman, as of many others but you were his spider-woman what mattered. and jesus, he thinks, as he stares at you with this embarrassing bloom inside of his mask whilst you’re swinging and kicking some couple of brutes causing havoc around nueva york. eyes strained solely on you as he merely grips his opponent’s neck tighter, not noticing how he was choking the poor man. the only question in his mind arousing as he tries to shake it off.

why did you have to wear that suit today?

he gulps, watching how you flex your each move as your ass kind of jiggled when you jumped. the tight-skin spider suit you were wearing made it worse as he feels the blood rush down to his trousers— or tights per-say. it was the suit he made specifically for you, similar to his color palette but overall suited your previous style perfectly. and he can’t help it, you just… just looked so fucking good kicking ass when your tits and ass are hugged tightly by your spidey-suit. he lets out a shaky sigh, still gripping the man’s neck not until someone interrupts his oogling.

“ahem! miguel? we got a couple of more coming in! maybe ogle later?” lyla flashes immediately in front of his face, he doesn’t notice the smirk right away from his assistant’s face as he focuses back on the mission, still glancing at you with sudden frustrating feeling clawing at the back of his neck and his crotch. he dodges an incoming bullet as it slightly grazes his shoulder making him wince, annoyed he got lost on focus.

“i know!” miguel grits his teeth as lyla disappears. he gazes hard on you as you suddenly felt your spidey-senses tingle as you glance at miguel, who merely glares again making you wave innocently at him in greeting as you bashed some thug’s head to the ground.

what was with him? you think, a little confused. huh.

•••

there was something definitely going on with him.

“you feel now what you’re doing to me, huh? speak, my love.” he whispers harshly against your ear, both of his arms wrapped around your waist as your body arches when he sinks you deeper on his cock. you gasp out, your mask thrown somewhere, discarded as the bottom piece of your suit was pushed down to your ankles while your top stayed on you uncomfortably. he was a menace when the two of you got back, immediately dragging you with his attitude to meet him in his lab for a ‘briefing’ for the next mission across the multiverse he says… but nope.

this. this certainly wasn’t you were expecting for a briefing. being tortured and cockwarmed for how many minutes you can’t remember since he fucked an orgasm into you roughly a while ago. his spent cum still nestling in you, painting your tight walls and his still hard cock inside you as well. he looked absolutely wrecked and pent-up when he murmured something about you in his suit that he made when he roughly groped your ass when he got his hands on you alone. you weren’t complaining! just that you wished he’d moved right now feeling the tip of his cock hit your cervix making you squirm again uncontrollably.

“miguel, please, it’s—“ you pleaded, moaning as he cups your breasts, massaging them with his big hands as you leaned your head on his big shoulder, whining loudly “‘is not fair.”

“not fair, hermosa? what wasn’t fair was you looking too good in this fucking suit.” he says with a chuckle, kissing your neck, nipping it lightly, fangs grazing your skin as you felt yourself shiver at the feeling of danger on your neck. you moved your hips a little, desperate for the movement of his cock thrusting into you but miguel was relentless. his way of punishing you when you literally think you didn’t do anything wrong! not his fault he couldn’t keep his dick calm around you.

“mhm, nu-uh, mamí. be a good girl for me and warm my cock up.” he slaps your thighs in warning sending shockwaves to your core along with your favorite nickname he has for you. gripping the meat of your thighs harshly as he chuckles when you swear at him with your cock-drunken mind. the feel of his cum in you, making you feel sticky and satiated at the same time was driving you nuts when his huge prick is filling you up to the brim, you can’t help it anymore, you need him.

“miguel, fuck you.” you whine again as he kisses your cheek. you can’t help but grin as you wiggle your hips again as you clench around him to tease him a bit to see what he’ll do. miguel smirks, grabbing your jaw, squishing your cheeks as he sets a final warning for you and your brattiness with a promise of a good fuck later. just that he wants to savor this moment a lil longer when he finally rips your suit to pieces that he can always make one for you after this.

“stay still or you’ll regret it.”

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listen, i wouldn’t mind my cause of 💀 be miguel’s cock— 😽🤭 ALSO MIGUEL CALLING US MAMÍ HAD ME ON MY KNEES RN *pats my shoulder* <3

[azulock]

WHEN I SAW YOUR REQS ARE OPEN, I GOT A LIL BIT EXITED EHUEHUE. Imagine beign shidou's HOT AF gf and shidou keeps talking about you too sae about having threesome and sae be like "i dont belive you have a pretty gf" and when he saw u, he went like "deal." IT CAN BE DRABBLE OR JUST HEADCANONS OF RELATIONSHIP WITH THEM ETC. IDK AND IGNORE IF YOU DONT WANT TO. love you bbg 😈🔥🗣💯

You know I could write something better for this but I'm having a hard time right now, so I'm gonna keep it in my head, who knows, maybe someday that smut comes out. Now LETS GOOOO BABES <3

Honestly, Shidou probably has pestered Sae so much that at this point he doesn't even listen to what the guy has to say

So, when the pink haired freak gives Sae a break the man can barely understand why this miracle happened, but he is happy anyway

Soon he learns Shidou got a girlfriend, and he supposes this is gonna be the end of it, he's gonna be free

But it doesn't last, and not very long after the miracle happens, it ends, except this time Shidou pulls up with a different talk

At any chance, Shidou tries to tell Sae about you, and about how fucking hot you are, not that Sae is big on listening, but he keeps on getting cornered

Sae had almost gotten used to Shidou flirting with him left and right, but now it was different, now Shidou was openly coming onto Sae offering a threesome with his "unbelievably hot 1000 out of 10" girlfriend

Not that Sae believed Shidou's talk about how ridiculously hot his girlfriend was

Shidou tried, god knows he did, pulling up his phone to show Sae a picture but the man kept his icy stare and walked away every time, refusing to look, or to believe in Shidou's words

That is until a club event came around, where Shidou brought you, his obviously, stupidly hot girlfriend, and when Sae laid eyes on you, Shidou could see the cool mask break

It would be easy for Shidou to just approach Sae with you but he knows this could throw the man off, so he only approaches when you separate for a moment, and when he comes back to you the outcome is obvious in his face

From there it's just a few days before the three of you are in bed together, you sandwiched between two very different men

It's a stark contrast, Sae and his methodical, cool and collected domming style, and Shidou who is chaotic, loud, and even kinda sadomasochistic

They can both go for multiple rounds, and it's good that Shidou is a switch, cause Sae isn't switching, so when on one round the two are fighting for dominance - or on some occasions cooperating - on the other Shidou is happy to let Sae just take the reins

They are both very skilled, tho, and when they work together, they are a menace, very quick to drive you crazy

You'll end up dead tired, mindless from all the pleasure, and with more than a few marks on your body

It's an experience, for sure, but a good one tho, and maybe it could be more in the future, who knows?

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[kurogxrix]

ATWOW characters in Highschool + music taste HEADCANONS

(neteyam, ao’nung, tsireya, lo’ak, kiri, tuk, rotxo)

[ Modern!au, Tuk is still in elementary school lmao ]

Neteyam

Mr.popular guy at school.

Goes to bother Kiri and embarrass her in front of her friend-group everytime at lunch.

Does after school activities nearly every single day.

My boy is so academically smart.

He doesn’t need tuition, tuition needs him.

Ao’nung defo copies on his homework everyday before class.

He’s the typa guy that prioritizes school before hoes so Neytiri is so shocked (and happy) when he finally brings a girl back home.

All of the teachers love him because he can calm the class down easily.

Not in an annoying teacher’s pet way, in a way that he’s literally homies with everyone so they stfu when he tells them to atp.

He definitely listens to afrobeats you can’t tell me otherwise.

He lives for and PRAISES rema.

His favorite songs are Woman by rema, Last Last by burna boy and No Sleeping by 1da Banton.

He also often listens to old school rap like MF DOOM.

Ao’nung

He’s a player fosho.

Like not the typa player to cheat on his partner but the single typa mf that fucks with many people at a time😭.

He’s definitely into sports like basketball. I think we can all agree w that.

Typa guy to wear a basket ball uni with gold plated chains.

He teases the ‘nerds’ in every single class that he has.

Is a menace like usual.

He smells so strongly of cologne.

Typa guy that would walk around with his varsity jacket if not for him being in his basketball outfit everytime.

Type of guy that has a ‘top 3 most attractive teachers’ list w his friends.

Ao’nung listens to rap theres no other.

Not like playboi carti kinda rap no, bro listens to Lil mosey, YNW melly, blueface and dababy (unironically)

Tsireya

She has GROUPS of girls talking behind her back.

They’re all jealous cuz our girl’s perfect fr.

Has one real friend group and sticks with them.

Nobody has the heart to tell her that girls shit talks her while she’s so nice to them.

Has a stash of pads in her locker incase anyone asks for them cuz she’s a real one‼️🤞🏽.

Walks back home with Lo’ak every single day.

She smells like plumeria 24/7.

She defo listens to pop like pinkpantheress and olivia rodrigo. SZA and doja cat girly.

Lo’ak

He throws wet toilet paper balls at the bathroom walls.

Gets called weekly at the principal’s office and wonders why.

Jake and Neytiri are fed UP.

Walks around with a pair of headphones in the morning because ain’t nobody talking to him while he’s half asleep.

One of his ex friends tried doing that and they ended up w a sore cheek fr. keyword: Ex friend.

Does his homework during lunch and always gets caught by his teachers.

He gives gym rat energy but not the annoying ones (are there even those?)

He’s some teacher’s favorite just like his brother, just cuz he’s the class clown.

Bet y’all the english teacher always laughs a little too suspiciously at his dumb jokes.

As the troublemaker kid, outcast and DEFINITELY his father’s least favorite, it only makes sense that he listens to rock.

Like heavy metal and NU metal.

His favorite band is Aerosmith I can see it.

And his favorite songs are walk this way by Aerosmith and born to raise hell by motörhead (ironic enough).

Defo listens to domination by pantera

He listens to Kendrick lamar and The Weeknd at times too.

Kiri

She’s a vanilla girly.

Like vanilla ice cream, vanilla deodorant, vanilla perfume, vanilla EVERYTHING.

She defo has crystals that she brings with her everywhere she goes.

Once she beat up Lo’ak for touching her crystals but my man was just trina manifest good grades fr.

She never finishes her lunch and Neytiri considers even still giving her food atp.

Cannot live without music.

Her earphones are always dangling out of her pocket because she’s always removing and putting them back in there.

No denying that she listens to Taylor swift.

Girl is a swiftie for LIFE. Other than that she defo listens to those indie bands like surf curse and TV girl.

Her favorite songs are disco by surf curse and Lavender haze by taylor swift.

Tuk

She has the newest generation iPad because papa jake’s income is paying good.

Well she isn’t allowed to bring it to school but she doesn’t anyways.

One day she got caught cuz she was playing some barbie makeover game in class.

Flexes her new glittery bag because she can.

She shares her food with her friends that have none because Neytiri taught her good.

She’s defo the typa kid that goes to school with freshly braided hair and comes back with them baby hairs sticking out and somehow one braid just completely undone.

She doesn’t get bullied or anything she just can’t stay in place at all.

she listens to those cringe TikTok songs i’m so sorry.

She’s still in that era 💔

Rotxo

I just know he’s on the verge of crying every morning trying to do his hair.

He’s so cute like wtf.

He struggles to get a girlfriend lmao so he’s always third wheeling everything.

He’s adorable though like, how???

No cuz like this mf STILL does those weird troom troom food hacks TO THIS DAY.

Like the thing where you put fondant in an empty glue stick roll just because.

Let his inner child have fun ok.

He’s a mixed music taste listener.But he mostly listens to rap.

Got influenced by Ao’nung.

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I got way too lazy to finish or correct this.

[celestie0]

Hi love! idk if you'll ever take pregnancy/parenting route in any of your stories, nor is this me pestering you to go down that road, but if by some miracle you do please make gojo a girldad. Idc about the boymom gojo agenda it's a propaganda set out by gaygay to brainwash us all. He's a girldad and all the more better if his daughter is a fire sign like him (I absolutely do not mean a dynamic like his and nobara's. What do you guys even mean where did that even come from. 🙄 /s)

It'd be the funniest thing ever if at first during the infancy stage, the baby is just calm as fuck, sleeps all day long and throws zero tantrums and everyone is like...awww. thank fucking god atleast personality-wise she takes after her mother.

Then the talking stage sets in and BOOM. Owari da. That's genderbend gojo 2.0. Never stops yapping and gojo indulges her nonstop so he's obviously her favourite person to walk on god's green earth. They both dote on reader so while she does end up exhausted with their constant banter, it's still her family that she'd 100% kill for. Man gojo just screams girldad 🥲 he'd call reader and his daughter "my favourite girls" ykw my brain is melting at this point let me just stop.

Anyway girldad gojo for the win forever and always.

OUUU MY GOSSHH I AM SO SOFT FOR ALL OF THIS PLEASE 😭🙏🏼💕 i SO agree w you, i lowkey think if gojo had only boys he’d be SO sad ☹️ obviously he’d love his kiddos anyway but he’d so secretly wish for a baby girl 🥺💕 naw bc the way he be w megumi and yuuji like he’s soooo rowdy and even endangers them at times LMFAOO like when he dragged yuuji out w him during his first fight w jogo and him roasting megumi when he was holding himself back w his lack of confidence in his cursed technique

BUT WITH A DAUGHTEERRRR?? 🥺☹️😩😍🫶🏼 please he’d be SO soft that girl would be so spoiled to a fault LOL and i can so see the baby being super chill n sweet disposition in her first few years but then becomes gojo 2.0 as a toddler n kiddo ✋🏼😭 and then he’d start to get a lil more lax n playful w her but she’d still be a lil girlie girl and want her hair braided n nails painted im literally gonna sob i cant :”) his favorite girls <3

aaa idk if there will be baby content in kickoff since it’s college au, i can see including in some post series content 🤔 i wanted to write kickoff couple baby making smut like waaay down the line in their relationship like late 20s or sumn eheheh

BUT in ihm, gojo has a little niece that’s like five yrs old and he ADORES her, plus ihm reader has babysat her a couple times when gojo couldnt so the lil girl calls her auntie xD so ihm gojo def wants a baby girl someday ✋🏼😭 i can totally see ihm couple having convos ab kids n babies n having a cute lil family post series <33 except in ihm, i feel like reader is more of a menace than gojo at times xD so if their daughter takes after him AND her…………..god bless their souls HAHAH

omg thanks sm for sharing thiss im so warm n fuzzy inside aaa <33

[igbylicious]

so um. @wooyoungisbaby Isak made inquiries abt whichever way Woosan & orgasm denial, how often it happens, whether Wooyoung ever gets to deny San, and oh boy my brain started buzzing lol! it was too long to answer in the replies, so this is ummm, technically a hard thoughts post i guess? very self-indulgent, very stream-of-consciousness

sex-related Woosan musings ahead, with an obvious warning for orgasm denial, but also mentions of dacryphilia & overstim (and somehow it’s abt 700~ words?! brain why?!?!?)

so yes, in pt1 Wooyoung was on a sex ban and didn’t get to cum until he and San were back from their trip lol.

in my head, San does this kind of thing on occasion, but not too often; he doesn’t overdo it bc that will genuinely upset Woo at some point lol. (also bc it means San doesn’t get to fuck Wooyoung either, and San doesn’t want to go too long without fucking Woo :C in like, a sickeningly tender way :C that man yearns for it :C )

also a ban for an entire week like in pt1 is very rare! the opportunity just presented itself bc they’d be with San’s family for the first few days; San had mixed feelings abt getting it on at his parents house, and Wooyoung got snarky abt it so San was like ‘ok i guess you are getting NOTHING for this WHOLE trip then ¯\_(ツ)_/¯’

(ps: now that reader is also in the mix, there are some fun new levels of potential torture to the concept of putting Woo on a sex ban ✪ ω ✪ )

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for edging / denying Woo during actual sex; yeah that happens a lot lol — but multiple orgasm overstim is almost just as likely! San loves to change it up; but any given time they have sex, there’s decent odds that either one or the other will happen to Wooyoung… or both if he has the energy >:3

either way, both are real solid methods for San to almost guaranty he’ll have Woo crying before it’s over and what can i say? that man likes his Wooyoung a ruined, teary mess lol

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as for whether Woo denies San…

well. in pt6 Wooyoung did know that San would let himself get edged all day long ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

for this version of Woosan, that’s actually a rare kink with which they might fully flip the script and have Wooyoung domming San. (they do have sex without rigid d/s roles, but it’s rare for this San to get deeply subby. tragically ( ╥ω╥ ) it will kinda sorta happen in the fic one more time tho uwu)

and usually it happens when San is real stressed or overworked or otherwise having a Bad Time™

(or if Woo is really really really in the mood for it, but in that case he will have to be on his best behaviour first lol)

they’ll really take their time for it and turn it into a ﾟ☆*Moment*☆ﾟ and it’s lowkey kinda soft; Woo will tease San plenty, obv! Woo likes his San just as teary and whiny as San likes his Wooyoung lol

but Woo is also acutely aware that he is in the caretaker role for once, and that the goal is for San to feel good and relaxed afterwards ♡ so much bodyworship, soooooooo much praise and cuddling in the aftercare <- and the praise goes both ways, bc San is so proud and grateful to Woo for taking care of him like that ;;

(and ofc when Woo’s subbing, he will ABSOLUTELY pull an edge on San if he can; just to multitask at being a menace AND give his boyfriend a lil treat hehe)

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…but to come full circle, i’m not convinced that an attempt to put a sex ban on San would work out so great for Wooyoung asdkjadsjk

honestly i’m on the fence whether San’d immediately shut it down bc being the target of punishment is not his thing — but i could see Woo trying it just to be a brat, OR Woo pulls a stunt like ‘you sex ban me? good luck i sex ban you right back’ lol

which derails into an outright battle of endurance bc these two guys are not just incredibly horny but also stubborn asdkjasdjk. honestly they can’t even hold out for that long bc of aforementioned horny-ness and bc they are whipped for each other, but dear god both of them are so fucking stupidly desperate by the time they cave in and shamelessly hump each other again lol oop — and it does cumulate into a round of the shortest but also the MOST high-strung sex they’ve ever had ✪ ω ✪

(bless you Isak for being an enabler, i hope you got smth out of this ♡)

[pleafyistired]

Yesss that makes sense. What's up with the antagonist(s) 🐜 [<- spell check really wanted an ant emoji in there for some reason] - 🕶

workin on it! Please stand by..

ill summarise them! Or.. try to lol! Luckily they arent as fucking complicated as chris and erics dynamic lol

also that ant is so silly it stays ❤️🐜

The first one is panna! This fella is a lil SHIT that im still having to work out lol. But basically, theyre a vessel for the chaos pieces lodge into earth when earth was created long long ago. Theyre supernatural and the only motive they have really is furthering the chaos in the world. Theyve been through lots of skin and right now, its a human skin theyve taken. Its very dubious whether the human vessel is seperate from the crystals and panna is always a FUCKLOAD of ambiguity. It is implied theyre still somewhat human with human desire and can go insane without some human things. But at the core, they only care about one and one thing only: chaos on earth. beside that, panna is the silliest most whimsical guy of the show :3 they do things to please the chaos they held but also for their own fun! Absolutely no moral compasses, evil for the Lolz basically. Theyre also the top scientist and interested in knowledge beside their full job as the local menace ^_^

the second guy is… well his name is actually macabre, but my nickname for him is gun guy lol. Why? Well this dude is like what the name suggest, all about guns. In the fantasy world, hes the only one who have the ability to use the iron in his blood to turn it into armor and weaponry, and he use this fact to become a killer machine. He also have one single motive, which is just the destruction of everything he can. He will destroy Everything for no reason. Hes true evil and just want to kill everything basically! He has tore away his skin and turn the veins that coat his skinless body into guns and use it to destroy everything, he especially like turning his arms into machine guns! Its doesnt just limit to gun though, but thats his favourite weapon. Guns doesnt even exist yet before him, so technically hes the inventor of guns. Beside the mechanical parts, his biological body is also a fucking Gun itself. His skin is akin to those sea slugs that can sting you and can shoot out poisonous stings. Uhh to better visualise this, this video about the type of sea slugs im talking about.

erics dad is called ivan and a typical abuserrr. He abused eric and traumatised chris basicallyyyyy. Eric thought he was an amazing dad and a saviour for bringing him back to life but then he had an Actual healthy relationship lol. Chris is preyed on by him and got some issues from the dude. General bad guy whos also selfish and apathetic toward everybody and just care about his goals.

chris? He got a crisis about him being good after going full dictator mode when he returned from fighting macabre. He was paranoid about his loved ones being hurt again due to Complicated plot reasons and thought the “good” thing to do is take control over fucking EVERYTHING and went full dictator. And then he got Angel Disease (yes thats a disease i made up its very sick and Not Good for You ^_^) just not a good time for anyone in general. the thing about paragon heros, is that they are incredibly stubborn and will never do anything against what they thought is good. They would abandon everything for what they think is right, friends family themselves even. The problem is. What they Think is Right might not be Actually Right. Like that one post “humans will do anything they think is moral. You cant convince humans to do things they dont think is moral. You can convince anythings is moral to humans.” And thats the BASICCCC problem with the typical hero archetype. Their own stubborness to fight for what is right may seem admirable and awesome, until the “right” thing to do stop matching up to whats actually right. Chris got this exact issue lol. VERY brief summary of the beginning of part 2/3 of my story ^_^

honorable mention lol. Hes only mentioned in passing and never directly take part in the story, but also a big reason for chris’s fucked up childhood ^_^

[homeboi-corn]

🌟 LONG POST AHEAD

gonna be rambling abt my valo ot4 dynamics under the cut :3 feel free to read if ur bored or smth

It's also a follow up to this first post I have of them <33!!

phoenix and gekko have a lot of things in common, like loving their moms, having so many healthy hobbies, they're both pretty peppy and optimistic! And they almost literally share the same tastes in fashion and shoes!! they would totes be best friends at first sight and hype each other up so much it's crazy. Oh! And they can be LOUD. Asides from being loud I also think that as a couple these two could get 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 but that's a story for another time. AND MY GOSH I just love thinking about how gekko is a fucking champion at killing phoenix's cool guy persona (he half loves-hate that gekko could do that)— it is also obligatory that I mention that the word 'bro' gets thrown around a lot followed by actions with intentional and 100% homo I mean seriously how could they not

gekko and iso are adorable, just two dorks dorking it out. An introvert and extrovert situation if you will! gekko kind of took it upon himself to make sure iso kinda eases up when he first joined the protocol even tho gekko only joined recently too. iso had his doubts abt the guy but he loved the way gekko was just having a ton of fun and living life and iso thinks it isn't so bad to be doing that too at times:) I just think they'd be so fluffy with each other and soooo sooo mushy URGHHH they're the epitome of tooth-rooting fluff.... Also flustered (like tomato-faced) iso everytime gekko hits him with some smooth ass moves it's just crazy I love them </3 (yes, gekko can also kill this guy's cool guy persona, but iso can hold up longer than phoenix can lmao)

iso and phoenix are unexpected but I can totally see a dynamic between them too! Nonchalant, go-with-the-flow iso and overdramatic, theater kid phoenix. But like the way their personalities kind of clash is so good to me because they'd also be good rivals (bec at this point phoenix kind of just challenges everyone) and like iso HUMBLES his ass and it was strangely attractive to phoenix; and also bec iso is just so nice abt it too. they'd have a really good "friendly rivals-to friends-to lovers" arc me thinks. Also also there's no way they didn't have any sort of amount of sexual tension when they first met 😭😭 (phoenix just kind of has that effect on people). IT'S SO FUCKING FUNNY to think that phoenix did also try flirting with iso and the man did not get it at first and phoenix thought he was just bad or simply looked uncool in front of iso, until iso finally realized he was flirting, got really flustered too and just let it happen because he genuinely does enjoy phoenix's company <33

gekko and clove ARE JUST THE DUO EVER. I MEAN. clove's gremlin personality really compliments gekko's outgoing vibes y'know?? and like gekko kinda feels like the type to know how to ground them since sometimes clove's energy gets too chaotic. they're sooo cutesy friends to lovers too..... AND AND clove canonically loves gekko's lil guys so ?!?! Do I really need to elaborate that much on them I just love them sm they're great and I love their color palettes together < 3 oh and gekko would totally agree when clove would suggest they get matching silly frog tattoos and gekko's just like "erm hollon let me look for an empty space where everyone could see it!" ++ these two have either the worst or the best humor combined and like it's so, so bad sometimes that they're kind of considered a menace when together

clove and iso are so PRETTY??? LIKE TOGETHER AND INDIVIDUALLY. clove likes to think so too. in a way, I think their gist is like, Iso's used to being the one giving compliments but when he gets them he gets kind flustered and just says a quiet thank you like uesghfgavaa?!?! And clove loves showering him with those and most of the time they're naturally in awe of Iso's flawlessness! I also think they'd love to just launch themselves on iso at random cuz the guy looks cuddly what can I say and he catches them with ease :') their height difference is adorable too holy shit. Iso would also send clove funny cute cat pics and insta reels and it's also in line with clove's humor and that surprises them bec iso doesn't seem like the person to have humor at all when this bitch almost has the same gen z humor as gekko and clove (😭literally have u heard his voicelines

phoenix and clove makes so much sense cuz they would totally bond over the fact that they're both technically immortal and isn't that so fun?!? theyd be so much fun, they're like the life of parties. There would be some banter here and there but it's all lighthearted and so </33 clove would climb on phoenix and phoenix would also run around playfully trying to shake them off him. they're like a bunch of puppies (gekko would run around with them too) NOT ONLY THAT i genuinely think clove would think phoenix's acting would be so cool and actually very impressive cuz the man is so expressive. clove decided that phoenix could utilize that acting in DnD (like maybe LARPING) and phoenix is fucking down for it y'know?? i also like to think clove is just one if the most prettiest people phoenix has seen and phoenix has seen so much already in his lifetime. I genuinely think he wants and feels a closer bond towards clove because of how they both technically can't die and neither know if it's a good or a bad thing (but they mostly take it as a good thing+ good angst material 🤯)

As an OT4, all I could think about is how they could easily be mistaken for a friend group, until gekko starts kissing iso, and clove also starts kissing iso, then gekko moved on to phoenix and as he kisses him back phoenix also needs to give iso a kiss. They're all very comfy, and just chill, a good amount of PDA and they're open and vocal about their relationship! When you see them around, it's really either just 2/4 of the polycule. Oh and it's not that hard to hang out with their friends because admittedly they all just have the same friends (#jett is their designated fifth wheel). I'll also just attach an "understand my ship in 5mins meme" down here so it'll narrow down some basic stuff abt em <33

*I forgot to change it but I actually hc phoenix to be around 21-22 but 20's fine too :DD

this is lowkey also a preach post and I finally wanted to follow up the first art I posted of them :') I wish this made their dynamics a little more clearer and because I love them so much, it's a lil hard to put it into concise words, thanks for reading!!!

[oddsconvert]

3, 8, and 19 for the ask game!

3) What scene was the hardest for you to write (emotionally) and 8) What scene made you cry while writing? (both the same answer lolol)

Ahaha last night - writing a mock execution scene with Joshy 😭 it got real deep, real quick 💔 my poor lil guy - that's my baby, it hurted.

19) What scene best showcases oc's personality?

Oh the trouble of having three active series asdfghjkl -

Play Pretend: So far, it would be a combo of two scenes - the one where Josh is being a sarcastic little shit right before he gets branded, and Felix is as menacing as ever. And the final scene in my recent chapter where Felix is being all gooey and loved up and Josh tells him he fucking hates him 🤣

A Taste of Your Own Medicine: Maybe the first scene! Henley is a mixture of terrified yet catty and sassy, whilst Izaak's losing his shit and Ronan is being eerily creepy.

Shattered: We haven't truly had chance to see Declan's true personality, pre or post whump yet. But I would say the closest to showcasing all my characters personalites in that so far is when he first woke up. And he's terrified and Lucas and August (bless them) are trying to help him and calm him down.

[eviltiddyproductions]

Alchemy of Souls, Part 1, Episode 2

Is our man Jang his son and the spell is put by the mage shifting right back or is the king still there I am confusion

The master whooshed away his force field with a wave of his hand like ‘enough of this nonsense’

LMAO that was so smooth and he’s protecting her eyes too! but I feel like that’s going to be found out quite quickly

can no one else see the soul shifting eyes 🤨 they’re under the same moonlight

But also I love them 😭✋

Jang’s enjoying this so much 😭 I love blondie !!!

talking so loudly when everyone’s on guard and anyone can hear you #protagonisttingz

I love her. Threatening to kill someone while also calling yourself cute is something I need to note down for future ✍️

I absolutely adore the comedy in this like it comes out of nowhere and it just hits 😂 like the ground actually started caving in.

‘why is your face down there?’ aggressively yanks her head up ‘it wasn’t intentional’ 😭💀

something about anyone having Jin in their names being drop dead gorgeous like look at Ms Spring!!!

why was she so surprised to see Jang Uk lol

the subtitles going ‘epic percussive music playing’ 😂

I knew it was that man standing beside her!!! (Ofc they did a fake out) but also wasn’t he around them like constantly. I think he was there near that weird cave where they kept her body too like I’ve seen him in the last episode!

ohhh they were engaged? spring queen and our winter boy? they look gorgeous 😭

blondie is truly my favourite person on this show rn. my city might be sweltering but go off summer!

I assumed she’d be with our wind guy? I forgot what his powers were I’m assuming he’s wind or autumn but I love that she was with Uk 😂 and they’re beefing

be careful when you kiss someone. he’s so real. and I guess that answers my why didn’t anyone else see that mark in her eyes in the same moonlight. they need to be at a kissing distance 💋 (I adore Uk)

look at them (or mostly him for now) helping each other.

oh he’s so real for breaking that dog but his ex is going to get his ass.

does no one else find his actions even remotely suspicious though 😭

now how did that master just slip off the stairs lmao but also I love it 😂

blondie giving us context and humour and giving our lil shape shifter adorable boops on the head. oh how i adore him

extreme cold and extreme heat can kill him (insert meme: bitch me too, the fuck) but also lmao @ him being the winter representative here

bae I know you’re saying you’re leaving but that’s the fastest way of ensuring you’ll be around him in the next 5 minutes

lmao he’s talking in pout, all in pain and adorable and our girl is scarfing a chicken leg and asking for fireworks. #thatsmyotpnow

my girl said I’d sell your amulet for a piece of chicken!

now we’ve got another person eyeing that amulet 😭 sneaky people are kind of the worst

they did a face reveal for her teacher as if we’d know who that is

everybody looks so serious and i can’t follow a single thing like who is this king? why is her master here? who is that gorgeous lady? why does the authoritative guy look like he’s wearing a suit?

the old man is the biggest Songrim stan lol, love that for him

one thing about period dramas (the way I’ve only seen 2 💀) the king is always a little helpless in situation like why does the buzz cut guy already have an upper hand. well not buzzcut but a cut I guess

oh even she doesn’t know how he looks

love when the audience has additional intel but also hate it because now we see people being dumb or walking into traps.

is he actually just going to give him that sword so casually

LMAOOO he did. along with a menacing not yet ??? hmmm 🤨🤨🤨

whoever this lady is that stole the amulet from naksu is so beautiful but I think she’s walking to her death 😭

I think the other lady saved her from getting her eyes detected by pulling her away

well at least she knows

well she’s not getting that body back

IS SHE DOING THE MATH IS SHE ABOUT TO RECOGNISE THE DEVIOUS TEACHER?

oh she put that together so fast #thatsmygirl but also that ensures she won’t fall in any traps #real

how was she the only one left. my lil baby 😭💔💔💔

WHY ARE THEY DOING THIS IN THE OPEN BALCONY where anyone can see them?! like what if someone’s watching !?! 😭

I knew she’d get zapped

ahh both of their hopes are breaking ( I recently saw a tv show with veteran actors and maybe they can learn subtlety from this show because see how they didn’t overdo it and I got exactly what they wanted to say!!! Catch this stray aditi rao hyadri)

Uk ‘then go for’ subtitles: melancholy music playing

the way this is the same Netflix that also doesn’t translate other languages in tv shows sometimes and here we get music subtitles. 😂

harmonious music playing. I’m a hoe for flute !!!

I feel like he’s going to save her but also she isn’t dying just because he told her to because of his frustration 💀 she really wanted to die as a warrior. let’s see where this goes though. I actually didn’t think she’d do it. Naksu fight back !!!

OKAY SWORD !!! go off

the way she was casually settling in the water and the sword was like show time bitches 🗡️

I thought it was a lake??? this place is giving sea, river and tributary at the same time

I love him being funny as hell as soon as she wakes up. Oh wow and being crafty! he got someone to hide her soul shifting eye marks!?

pensive music playing

I did not see that coming. I thought when she mentioned herbs she was going to make him unconscious not poison him ☠️

oh he’s red red

this poor man has to go through all of this to unlock his energy that his dad blocked and that’s on daddy issues 😔 honestly not daddy issues, like daddy created this issue. why did that man make it his mission to do this to his son

don’t reveal yourself sister !!!

they loved him enough to open it

how connected does he feel to her already like he’s been going around trying to save her a little too emotionally #real

why did they just leave her alone chilling on the ropes like that ??? they do not care about security here. 😭

Alchemy of Souls, Part 1 Episode 3

just threw him in the air like that. these people are so 💀

but also is that his baby or the king’s like I’m so confused rn

A demon baby 🤨

The songrim guy looked cute as hell in the flashback but am I just supposed to ignore that he did this to Uk

I knew he’d take responsibility for her actions but like how are we going to go unscathed from this? surely someone’s going to keep an eye out for selener 👁️

oh I guess they’re just dropping this matter with a yell for now

lmao the way his caretaker’s mouth literally dropped open when he said mu deok goes with him too

why did I realise I was recapping episode 3 already. how did I not notice clicking next 😭😭😭

the way the take they did with her rn, most of her injuries were gone 💀

songrim, turns dramatically, ‘I can’t even look at them rn’ sir you yeeted a baby!!! this baby !!!

The ribbon on Uk’s hair is adorable

Autocorrect stop showing me the Union Jack everytime I write uk challenge

he says get up, she gets up #real

uh oh the eyes

the caretaker having to carry her on her back LMAOOO and him piggybacking on his friend 😭

the old man having lost ten years of his life and energy because of mu deok and uk’s shenanigans 😭 cutie

Him asking Songrim to get him some wine oh i stan him !!! Songrim’s so dramatic like yes he wants some wine, he’s tired and cold, stop the side eye!

‘why would there be wine in my office’ ‘oh it’s right there, you drink it when you get lonely’ LMAO get him

does anyone have a gif of Songrim screaming I DO NOT GET LONELY!!!

did he like Do Hwa too?! is this why he’s soft on Uk? 😭 besties stop liking the same woman challenge

LMAO the old man literally pushed him away and took the jar of wine 😂

uncle and nephew got a wine chugging problem. also I’d assumed Songrim was our autumn boy’s uncle. got that wrong. at least he’s trying to piece her story together

run dangu run!!

classic is she breathing let me put my ears to her nose scene !!! (my never letting Mr queen references go ass is LIVING) 😭💔

songrim well is kinda laid back on punishments

awww a little callback moment. she did the same to him and now he’s also whispering next to her face how she’s the only one who risked something for him

they’re so adorable every 3 seconds my dumbass wants to yell KISS!

pupil master, servant master (weird power imbalance romance angle but we move !!!)

a contract that says they’ll separate. we know how that goes ;)) im being so cocky for someone whose going to sob if they actually walk in different directions

lmao him pouting I will respect your decision to abandon me

the bad guy’s lair door is giving worli painting

I love when bad guys lie to each other. To be fair the mark was not on her shoulder.

so he backstabbed his great mage magician teacher. is that what we’re learning 🤨

the spirit plaque is missing and y’all are not looking for it 😭

I love this because I once read a fanfic where the main character time travels but ends up in the wrong body and they had the same problem where their new body that they were not expecting was kinda terrible 😂

AAH I love their training day 1 so much. But also it’s so public, what if someone saw y’all 😭

proud of the actors for doing all of this on what appears to be rocks because my knees would’ve left this planet

songrim and ms kim dissing each other by pointing out how they’re both in or were in love with uk’s parents enough to stay single for 20 yrs

LMAO he really said when Jang (UK’s father) said he liked acorn jelly she climbed the trees like a squirrel 🐿️😭

kind of feel bad for Songrim, he’s gotta be the bad guy for a reason

I love Ms Kim 💀

I adore the wine loving blush on his cheeks old man master

LMAO I’m kinda loving the flipping of how initially he was playing around with innuendoes and getting her flustered and now he’s flustered. to be fair she is undressing him extremely fast 💀😭

is she gonna steal some extra energy

old man with blush is slay but he’s a little too nonchalant with leaving his energy in Uk

them spying on Yul (autumn 🍁) guy 💀😭 honestly if he’s that good he should probably know they’re spying

lmao I love Uk I thought he’d be offended that she’d touch Yul but he’s offended that he was deemed easy 😭

the earrings on blondie. he’s such a baddie. Does he have the it girl fancams??? he should!

blondie is me I am blondie we’re both amused at these two

lmao his dramatic ass coughing and holding his stomach

lmao he’s still mad at the medicine stealing goats, honestly I’d be too! goats are a little too devious

the locations are so beautiful

not the jugs of wine, nay, GALLONS of wine. master heo, we stan!

oh that beautiful swanky Jin lady was Ms Spring’s mother. should’ve guessed. they’re gorgeous and so is their eyeliner

lmao it even took me a second to realise she dead ass said she wished her sister was alive so she could’ve married anyone she wanted, in front of her MOTHER 😭✋

Ms Spring’s gonna marry Yul isn’t she

girl you’re about to get caught at this rate be serious

dangu (summer) hanging from the shelf about to fall asking if mu deok is okay a #real man!

dangu is such a cutie. look at him making them work together lmao a #shipper

girl please protect your eyes!!! don’t let your guard down

subtitles: whimsical music playing

their ears are so red 😭

LMAO she’s so 😭💀

I love when people declare love with ulterior motives. It just happened in Link too. All my girl wants is to touch Yul’s stomach 😭✋

at least he’s smart and got it. at the same time girl PROTECT YOUR EYES

she got her whistle back

she was so pretty as a child. the actress is a cutie but also she has similar eyes to mu deok!!! it was all fate (me deluding myself with 2 hrs of sleep watching this)

is he going to find out she’s naksu too

he’s a pretty man

hehehe master heo is drunk. he’s so cute being carried like that 😭🫶

LMAO look at uk being the one who gets the breath technique

she’s so cute trying to do this swap but aww that whistle means so much to her and she’s insisting it’s useless to her. my bb 🥺

yeah I’m fully team ukdeok (I’ll have to check the ship name sorry!) But Yul pulling her hand to his stomach with the whistle moved something in me

i guess something moved in uks stomach too

I love she kinda tells the truth casually all the time 😂

at least he remembers the eyes!

he’s adorable

this man is wearing a hanbok (?) but it always looks like a boss man suit. he’s got a cute laugh

ohhh him and Yul are on the same level

poor Uk man, born as chaos and has to go through all of this by no choice of his own

a complete nobody with that much grace? I don’t think so

like they said he should be a complete nobody and he walked in like a baddie

dangu looks so proud 😭

this got so extreme so fast

my man keeps getting beaten and punished I’m so tired. Dangu gets it ! Yul kinda gets him too I guess

okay I know this is really dumb to expect in dramas but this is right after Link and I need adults to just be honest sometimes. he’s 20! let him know about his destiny or whatever his dad warned like let him know!

Especially about his survival

[yuri-plicatsky]

omg for the character bingo!!! give me the batfam please i know how ur feeling abt them rn

Hohhhhhhh my god okay okay SO

Jason:

We get one bingo for him!!! I have,,,,, so many feelings about Jason okay???? Do you even know how many fics I’ve read about Jason rocking up to kill Tim and then being like “aw fuck okay I’m adopting you now”????? I’m not sure if my fave Jason is angry-are-you-fucking-kidding-me-I-have-to-adopt-this-child-bc-nobody-else-will or like,, asshole brother Jason being a MENACE

Dick:

I did not bingo Dick :( but I love him??? He is the Ultimate big brother and he will die for his lil bros okay,, someone pls give this man a hug, he deserves one (also I’m extra mean to him in the bthb fic I’m writing so I’m sorry :(( but also this guy can fit so much angst it’s unbelievable)

Tim:

Timothy,,,,, my boy,,,,,, I will Kiss the top of his head and then chloroform him so he can get some fucking sleep oh my god I love this tiny stalker baby so much he’s just like “oh hey guess what I figured out who Batman is bc Dick Grayson is a fucking show off” god bless but can someone pls give my boy some self preservation instincts???? No bingo for him either but that’s okay

Damian:

hehe stabby >:3 I love this tiny murder child but also we should bully him sir you are like, 9 years old chill out a little!!! I would gut a man for him tbh (okay but also the Angst Potential for this boy??? He’s a bitty bitty baby and he’s an assassin talk about trauuuumaaaa) he’s such a menace I love him and Jason teaming up to cause chaos <3 and also him and Tim are both feral and I think they should both be gremlin children more often

[binders-and-beanies]

Favorite orientation leader moments this year :)

-OLs being asked why they decided to become an OL and one girl said “bc my OL was awesome and I wanted to be that person for someone else” (I was her OL)

-my school does this candle lighting ceremony thing at the beginning of the school year where u light each other’s lil candles n it’s meant to symbolize like the passing of the torch from alumni/upperclassmen to incoming students. And the aforementioned OL was standing in between me and one of her students, so I lit her candle n then she lit the student’s candle n we both like burst into tears at the symbolism of it all. Which we then had to explain to the student n then jokingly harassed him abt being the next OL to continue the cycle

-my boss saying that im like the best at dealing w situations where i disagree w someone and that I won’t go along w smth that doesn’t sit right w me but i also know where to direct the energy in ways that can actually change smth

-my boss saying that when he’s speaking to us as a group he always looks for me bc he knows I’ll always give encouraging energy back

-the strengths based leadership training we do where u do all these activities based on ur top 5 strengths and how they work w each other’s :) it’s hours of talking abt things ur good at n how it shows up which is a confidence booster + my social work major ass eats it up like lowkey might have future clients do it

-the facilitator of the aforementioned training travels the world abt it and yet not only remembers me from last year but remembered what my strengths were + gave me a hug

-everything that’s physical like the ropes course and all the games that involve running around. Both leading and playing it’s so healing to do activities involving the body that are inclusive bc I don’t realize how much I want that until I have it

-also related to the ropes course: my coworker saying “I would trust this man with my life” after i saved them from almost eating shit

-“every time I talk to you I’m like damn I love that guy”

-literally going from day 1 not knowing each other’s names to day 2 psychoanalyzing each other and trauma dumping

-interactions w very cishet men that are gender affirming. Such as when I did well at smth physical and a dude said “bro you were cookin back there” I <3 rejoicing in masculinity w men who are very different than me without having to act like them. I told them that in those words too and they’ve acted increasingly dudebro with me ever since

-my students who followed directions from the literal minute I sent out my welcome email

-we get paired up with a “clipboard buddy” and decorate their clipboard that they use during orientation based on their interests. My buddy from last year is still using their clipboard i made them, and the one he made me is in my “sentimental items drawer”

-^ my clipboard from last year has finn adventure time on it and my clipboard this year has jake adventure time on it. Second one made by a different person who didn’t know about the first one

-the (insanely hot) DEI facilitator asked me how many tattoos I have and I said 55 and he said FUCK

-getting to talk abt disability during said DEI workshop and feeling actually listened to and appreciated

-told my boss I would love to do his job when he retires n he said my degree would work for that, if not here then at another school

-giving a presentation abt dyspraxia :)

-OL hunger games simulator

-we were all on a bus and I yelled “guys that’s my ex’s house” and everyone booed and gave thumbs down

-being a menace with a megaphone (singing badly)

-inflicting the cha cha slide and cupid shuffle upon my students + other cringey games where I get to make them run around and be stupid

-students who take an interest in having in depth conversations w me! Esp the undecided majors actually rly wanted my help in finding some sort of direction academically

-transfer studentsss I <3 them I remember feeling like there was no place for me here as a transfer esp bc of my age, and orientation kinda changed that n now I’m doing that for other ppl

-explaining smth to a student and assuring him he wasn’t the only one having that problem and he said “that’s genuinely a huge weight off my shoulders”

-showing ppl where their classes are!! Sometimes guiding ppl around can be awkward but other times it’s my fave way to connect n they’re so appreciative it’s like ah that’s why I’m here. Been thinking abt applying as a year round tour guide n one girl was so grateful for the help and the good vibes that I literally submitted the application during my break

-during final debrief someone said “I mean this with love. You all are the stupidest people I’ve ever met”

-my insanely cool boss telling me I did a good job n patting me on the shoulder. + his sappy farewell speech

[muertawrites]

I don’t even know if your requests are open or closed,, so if they’re closed you can just ignore this☹️

So,, hear me out — it was present day, 2022, and Eddie and Y/n’s grandchild(ren) find photos of Eddie and Y/n in the 80’s, and Eddie and Y/n’s child, their mom, catches them looking at their parents photos, and when Eddie and Y/n find out about this, they offer to show their grandchild(ren) more photos.

I need some Eddie fluff,, sO😭 YEAHHH. anyway,, have a great day/night ily/p — 🦔 (call me hedgehog anon😁bc i love hedgehogs fr)

i am screaming. i am crying. i am puking up blood at how unbearably ADORABLE THIS REQUEST IS how dare you make me face my romanticism and sentimentality

i'm going to write this as just a headcanon bc if i think about it too hard i might actually shatter my own heart. i'm also gonna tweak the family setup a lil bit.

so like

let's talk about eddie in his 50s

that man's a silver fox. kept his long hair and totally metal wardrobe. aged to perfection. still a massive ball of unchecked chaotic good. owns a music shop and rides a motorcycle.

and of course he's still head over heels in love with you. every day he wakes up next to you and is like "that's my person. the most beautiful person in the entire world. i am so lucky <3". like he still gets butterflies around you. you've been married for 20 years but he still writes you notes like "will you go out with me yes or no"

and hey let's talk about that marriage!

it was not planned

you were perfectly happy living in a domestic partnership and not getting the law involved

until you both royally fucked up and he got you pregnant

and this poor man was terrified when you found out. not because he didn't think he could be a dad, but because he was afraid you were gonna leave him. you told him you didn't want kids and he went and did the big dumb and didn't use a condom. but he reminded you repeatedly that it was your body and he didn't care what you did, he would still love you and support you and be there through all of it.

but you actually decided... hey. if i'm gonna have a baby, eddie's the only baby daddy i could ever want. so you told him you wanted to be a family.

and he immediately proposed.

so fast forward to today. it's 2022, and your now full-grown baby is headed off to college. she's nervous as hell. so you pull out the shoebox full of photos of you and eddie when you were her age to help reassure her.

the first ones are just goofy ones, back from before you and eddie started dating. pictures from the road trip you guys took when he drove you to college, standing in front of his van packed with your stuff. pictures from parties you went to together, drunkenly laughing with plastic cups in hand. polaroids and letters you sent back and forth to each other, unable to talk about anything more than how much you miss each other.

the next ones you show her are of your pregnancy and her birth. eddie kissing your growing bump. standing with his arms wrapped around you in front of the house you bought. sleeping in a chair in the hospital with a bundle of blankets in his arms, thick tufts of black hair peeking out the top. uncles dustin and steve huddled around her, staring at her with massive grins on their faces. wayne sitting with her at his kitchen table, eddie at his side and both smiling adoringly down at her.

then there are the ones from her childhood, the ones she remembers. sitting on eddie's lap while he teaches her guitar. getting carried on his shoulders at her first metallica concert. giggling at the funny voices and faces he made while reading to her. asleep in the back seat of his van, curled up with the stuffed dragon she's had since she was a baby.

eddie making devil horns with her to celebrate her spelling bee win.

you braiding her unruly curls for her middle school graduation.

you and eddie hugging her in a sandwich on the night of junior prom, forcing her date to take the photo (not pictured is the very long, very menacing lecture eddie gave the poor boy, even though he was just taking her as a friend. it worked though - he got her home an hour before curfew.)

"... you didn't want a kid, right?" she asks. "how did... how did you do it?"

you sigh, pulling her in close.

"it was terrifying," you admit. "but... i had your dad. we had each other. and we had everyone else in the family with us, too. none of it has ever been easy, but it's all been so much better because we're surrounded by people who love us, and we love you more than anything. and that's what you've got to focus on. the good things will make you strong enough to kick the bad things in the teeth."

"hey, that's not how i taught her to fight," eddie chimes as he enters the room. "kicking teeth is too difficult. you gotta go for an uppercut, jam the fucker's nose into his skull."

he grins and flops down onto the couch beside her, kissing her forehead.

"ready to head out, padawan?"

she nods.

"yeah. i'm actually... i'm really excited!"

as you watch her bound into the back seat of eddie's jeeep, he wraps his arms around your shoulders, hugging you tightly and pressing your back to his chest.

"we made a pretty cool little human," he muses.

"yeah," you agree. "yeah, we really did."

[satudummy]

Valentine's day with your favorite jjk dilf

warning: lil bit of smut bc why not. so minors dni. Maybe toji and gojo should be a warning bc they are menaces to society. That's why I'm setting the order from least to most feral.

a/n: friendly reminder that my request are opened and I will be posting something toji related soon. something not so smutty but very wholesome

Nanami Kento:

Valentine's day for our dear salaryman is special don't get me wrong but Monday is a workday babes. He is definitely not doing overtime today.

He will probably wake you up with a nice breakfast before heading out to work.

He probably sent flowers to your workplace with a note that says: see you in the afternoon, my love.

He takes you to a nice restaurant that you have been wanting to go to. Where he will get a secluded booth. Ask for the best wine, the whole nine yards.

After dinner, the sex... Oh, he is a passionate lover already. But on special days? This man would worship your body and make you feel like the only thing that matters because, in his eyes, you are.

You actually forgot his gift because the minute you walked into your apartment, he was dragging you to the bedroom.

You showed him the new watch you got him, where your initials were engraved in the back. How did he react? Starting round 3.

Safe to say, even if he has to work, Nanami Kento always makes time for you.

Getou Suguru

He doesn't wake you up, letting you sleep for a bit (mostly bc he wants you to oversleep so you don't go to work and stay with him) But you eventually wake up because of the smell of breakfast.

When you go to the living room, you see it filled with flowers. And Suguru in the kitchen, wearing an apron, shirtless. "Good morning, darling."

He would take you on a stroll around the town. Going to see the cute little street shops set up for Valentine's. Buying you anything that you liked.

The day ended in a secluded picnic spot. Which started wholesome, where you and Getou were feeding each other strawberries and cookies but ended with his fingers deep in you and him marking up your neck.

"c'mon darling, ride it out. It's your day." He would whisper in your ear, hitting every spot with his fingers.

Do you think you will get a break at home? Nope, once he noticed that you were wearing his favorite lingerie, he was game.

The blowjob you gave him was a great fucking gift, but he did enjoy the book collection you got him.

The night ended with you being fucked out of your mind, cuddling with your lovely boyfriend. Before falling asleep, he kissed your forehead and whispered I love you.

Gojo Saturo

He wasn't there when you woke up. Which worried you because from what he told you, he wasn't going to work today. But while you were brushing your teeth, he appeared in the room. Which scared the living shit out of you.

"Babe, pack a suitcase. Oh and don't forget that little black number I bought you. " He told you, kissing your cheek. You were confused obviously but it's Gojo Fucking Saturo, it's difficult to get answers from him.

After packing a suitcase and getting dressed, Gojo grabbed your suitcase and pulled you close, and warped you guys to a hotel room.

You looked at the balcony and saw the freaking Eiffel tower. This man wrapped you guys to France.

The room was beautiful and there were rose petals all over the floor. "You like it? Got the room this morning?" Gojo winked at you.

And did you do anything in France? Other than fuck like rabbits, nope. You literally didn't leave the room. Satoru had to have you on every piece of furniture and room in the hotel suite.

Gojo had always had a lot of stamina but he was aiming to break you today. And he did, several times. He had you panting like you ran 2 back to back marathons.

"What did you get me for Valentine's?" He asked you. And that's when you realized you left his gift at home.

Fushiguro Toji

This man woke you up with head. He claims it's because you looked sexy, but you think that was his gift.

His gift was actually an anklet with T on it. and he got it for you so he could see it while he was blowing your back out.

I don't even think you made it out of the bed.

He fucked you dumb several times. And did you complain? Nope absolutely not.

He did bring you food, after noticing you couldn't really move. He bought some food from your favorite take-out spot.

You ended up cuddling in bed, watching movies, and relaxing.

His gift was a new knife and a chain with your initials engraved. He was really happy even though he doesn't show it. He is never taking that chain off.

In fact, he puts it on after you gave it to him and he fucked you with it. letting the chain sorta hit you softly with every thrust.