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Bring Me to Life (Yan!Eren Yeager x Reader)

Hello its me again! This is my first ever x reader fic and I had a lot of fun writing this, I hope if you stumble across this you'll enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Warnings - None

Spoilers - NOT SPOILER FREE

Description - After Eren loses you, the love of his life, and then his own life. He goes back in time to a simpler time of the world including his own; where you're alive. He now decides he has to do whatever he needs to in order to save you.

Words - 3.5K

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Chapter One - Reunion

“I’ll see you later, Eren.” Was the last thing he heard before darkness flooded his vision. He heard sobs and screams echo amidst the darkness he saw. Still feeling the warmth of Mikasa's arms around his head. 

He finally did it, he would think to himself. He started the rumbling and wiped out 80% of humanity, all at the cost of his own life in return for his friends' lives. But what about you? What happened to you? 

You were killed during the attack on Marley, he saw it coming of course and didn’t do anything to stop it but it affected him more than expected. You were someone he admired, loved, and cherished. Of course it was going to affect him, but why didn’t he stop it? He had faith that you were gonna change your own future, you were going to survive and you were going to be seen as a hero just like the others; but instead you became a part of the statistic of soldiers that didn’t make it back home alive. You and Sasha never made it back home, neither did Hange. He thought the way a nineteen year old hopelessly in love would. 

It was still dark but he was still conscious. He was supposed to be dead. Why is he still in the dark? He was expecting to be in Hell for his sins and crimes against humanity. All he knew was that this wasn’t the Paths, Purgatory, or Heaven. This was something entirely different. 

The echoed screams and sobs abruptly stopped while he was questioning where he was, he heard a voice – it was Mikasa’s. 

“Eren… Eren…” He heard her speak, her voice was higher pitched. She was younger. 

He opened his eyes to the sight of her, the sunlight blinding him on top of that. 

“Why were you crying?” She asked the now younger Eren, he touched his face and felt his wet cheek. 

He looked down at his hands and it confirmed his thoughts, he was young again! Does that mean you were here too? He had to find out. 

Mikasa waved her hands in front of his eyes, “Hello… Why were you crying? Are you okay?” 

He came back to his new reality, once again lost in his thoughts, “I had a weird dream that’s all.” He said, excited to see all his friends again. 

“About what?” 

“I forgot.” 

She helped him up from his spot under the tree and said that he needed to continue gathering wood for his mother. He felt a wave of emotion hit him. 

His mom was back, his mom was back and she wasn't a Martyr for a nine year long goal. Not yet, did he have to witness it all again. He has to find everyone and everything he lost. 

He nodded and followed Mikasa along. It was quiet, he used to hate silent walks but after everything that happened he can appreciate something as trivial as a silent walk for once in his life. 

They bumped into Armin on the way home, saving him from the bullies he had, which he also appreciates. He gets to feel like the hero again even if the real hero was Mikasa, like always. 

They all talked and shared laughs afterwards, Armin thanking them for their help and Mikasa and Eren saying it was no big deal; they were friends of course. 

They were friends again. Eren’s heart was feeling full once again. 

“Have you seen (Y/N)?” Eren blurted out, if everyone was fine and if this was his very real past, you were there too. You had to be there. 

“Hmm…” Armin hummed, “I passed them while they were on the way to the market with their mom. Maybe they’re still there?”

“Wanna go meet up with them?” Mikasa adds. 

Eren nodded as fast as he could, he wanted to see you more than anything, those four years away from you hurt more than anything. All the letters he wrote but couldn’t send out because he had a goal to focus on. How hurt you must have been to not be able to hear from him and die the same night you were supposed to reunite. How hurt he was to hear of your demise.

He remembers that night so clearly, he was only able to get a glimpse of you before overhearing from Connie and Armin that you were shot in the face right in front of Connie’s eyes after the mission was a half success. The ride home was Hell, that was his punishment.

He decided right in that alley that he would not let this happen again, he would stray from his intended path the way he thought you were going to. He would save and protect you from the cruelty of humanity.

“He seems so spaced out.” Armin said to Mikasa.

“I know, he’s been like this since I woke him up. Maybe he’s still tired.”

“I can hear you guys.” 

“Well, we have been waiting for you so we can meet up with (Y/N)!” Armin tugged on his sleeve.

“Right, right. Let’s go, who knows how long they’ll be there for.”  

Armin nodded and let Eren lead the way, he was so eager to reach you and see you once again for what felt like years. A moment away from you felt like he was back in the Paths, you could only imagine what the time after your death and Eren’s stay in Marley felt like. 

“So Eren, have you been alright?” Armin questioned him, Eren has been silent this entire time and only speaks a minimum of 10 words every few minutes. Eren has never been the silent type. The young boy always had an opinion or a comment to make, he never held back so it was odd to see him like this.

“Yes.” He replied without a second thought. 

But was he really fine? He was rightfully killed and suddenly he's ten years old meeting up with someone long gone. Someone innocent, someone who should have never been a soldier. 

“Uhuh.” Mikasa muttered. 

“Why wouldn’t I be fine?!” Eren raised his voice, there was the Eren they knew. The loud Eren, the Eren who didn’t care about who could hear him. 

“Because this is the only time you raised your voice at us or anyone in general.” Armin chuckled. 

“Well maybe my throat hurts and I didn’t wanna yell.” He whined. 

The pair rolled their eyes in response to that, letting him slide with it today because clearly something more was up but they just couldn’t tell what. Mikasa was gonna be sure to interrogate him so she and Armin can know later on .

“(Y/N)!” Armin shouted and rushed towards you, Mikasa following. They were so happy to see you, it may have only been a few days but you were a very good friend of the trio; they were always gonna be happy to see you. You were like a missing piece to the puzzle, you got along with all three of them so well. It made your parents so delighted considering you didn’t have many friends before them. Eren met you on the right day at the right time and now you have three amazing friends.

There stood Eren, watching you. You were alive, he couldn’t believe it. He wanted to cry right in front of you three but he didn’t allow himself. It almost felt like a reunion, the reunion he wanted when he came back from Marley but wasn’t allowed to have. Instead he was met with both your demise and his. 

“Eren?” Your voice snapped him back into reality, he really has to stop spacing out and processing everything in real time before you all make him see his dad about issues he can’t yet comprehend. 

“Hm?” He hummed. 

You let out a laugh at the sight of him trying to be aloof knowing he was far from it, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost and Mikasa and Armin agree you’ve been acting strange.”

He might as well have seen a ghost when he saw you, your cheeks flushed from walking around the long market for so long, your hair a slight mess from the wind, and your breathing were all indicators that you were alive and well. He still couldn’t have believed that he was staring and you and you were staring back at him. 

He pulls you in for a hug, exhaling a large amount of air past your shoulder as though he were holding his breath, he was gonna cry he felt it. The painful lump in his throat stuck in place, preventing his ability to talk. 

More memories came in, hitting him like a train. The grave, you never made it back home to receive the burial you wanted if you ever succumbed to the titans – but you succumbed to humanity instead, and the fact he never got to give you the life he promised you; even if you didn’t know it and it was impossible in the first place. 

Before everything fell apart in the first life he took a moment alone to visit your grave site, adorned with flowers and your name engraved in it, but unfortunately there was nothing under it, it felt like he wasn’t seeing you and just a decorated rock. And that broke his heart, yet he didn’t allow himself to cry. The same way he’s not letting himself cry right now.

“Are you okay… when have you ever hugged anyone?” You asked, starting to worry about your friend. 

Armin and Mikasa were watching in the background, they were confused. They knew him for a while now and never saw him really hug a friend that way, he hugged them of course but he hugged you like you were going to move out of Shiganshina and never visit or write to them ever again. It was odd and they desperately needed to find out what it is that's wrong with you. 

He suddenly realized what he did and backed off, he wasn’t nineteen anymore. He was ten again and he needed to start from the ground up. Nobody knew what he did in the future or what happened to everyone; however, this may be his second chance. He may not be able to prevent some of the terrible things from happening. Your death. 

“Ummm… wow I don’t know what to say Eren.” You laughed nervously, having never received such a close hug from somebody. But there’s a first time for everything, you would think to yourself. 

“Don’t say anything.” Eren said while he stared right into your eyes. He felt so embarrassed it almost – no it did piss him off, how could he just show so much vulnerability in public like that, the future is already in terrible hands. Once again. 

“Are you sick Eren you’re acting really strange today.” Mikasa said while she was beginning to press her hand on his forehead.

He swats her hand away, “I’m fine, you guys keep asking me and I’m fine! You know what, I’m going home!” He stomped in the opposite direction to you guys. 

Mikasa sighs and follows, “Wait up Eren.” 

You and Armin wave goodbyes and go the separate ways as well. 

“Mikasa, Eren! Wait!” You caught up to them, “I know you don’t wanna hear this Eren but please see if your dad can figure out what’s going on with you, you’re worrying us.”

That made his heart skip beats, that made his heart flutter, for a moment he thought it stopped completely and he was going to die again. 

Not only were you alive but you cared about his well being, he never saw the little things you did or said until it was too late but he saw it now. The way your eyes light up at the sight of your friends, the way you hugged him even though his hug was out of the ordinary, and the way you were still worried about his well being even though he’s acting like a brat right now. He will cherish you so much more than he did before, he was given a second chance for a reason, he’s gonna do this the right way.

He’s gonna protect you no matter what, nothing will stop him. He promises you that, with once again not telling you. It’s his little secret. 

He hears Mikasa sigh, “(Y/N)’s right… we really should tell your dad. You could have a fever and it's getting to you, you’ve been acting really strange today. That only happens when you’re sick.”

“I’m fine.” He grumbled, he was fine. It’s not like he didn’t die an hour ago but he’s fine. It’s not like he didn’t lose the love of his life last month and was away from them before that, it’s not like he has heavier burdens in this life due to his knowledge of the future. But he’s fine, he convinces himself. 

“You don’t seem fine.”

“Mikasa, can you just drop it.” 

“Fine.” She looks down on the ground, making sure she doesn’t trip on anything. 

Maybe he should tell his dad but is that even an option? His father can see the future but could he foresee this happening? He didn't even kill the Reiss family yet, he must not know what's going on. He wouldn’t know what to do but Eren wants someone to know, it’s actually a lot more stressful this time around to be so aware of the future than he last remembered. Being in charge of changing your fate is even more stressful for ten year old Eren, he was determined to find a way for your sake. 

“I wonder what that dream was about.” Mikasa said as an attempt to kill the silence. 

“It was sad that’s all that I remember.” Eren said looking straight ahead, he was actually excited to head home. He hasn’t seen the inside of his own home since… forever! He doesn’t remember much of the inside of his home but he was excited to refresh his fuzzy memories of the cozy place. He wonders what his mom made too. 

With enough thinking and nervous thinking about what he was gonna say to his mother or how to prevent a reaction, they made it to his beloved home in no time. 

It looked so warm, he thought. He was finally gonna see his mother, he was gonna see the woman he killed to achieve a goal. He was feeling a bunch of emotions, guilt, hurt, grief, and anger were some of the emotions he experienced.  

The closer he got to the house the more he got nervous. He was ready, he had to convince himself. 

The pair walked into the sight of Grisha packing up for his work trip and Carla preparing tonight's dinner that consisted of potatoes, carrots, and celery. 

“Oh hello Eren, hello Mikasa.” Carla smiled.

Eren’s stomach dropped upon seeing her, she had all the characteristics needed to show that she was alive and well. He couldn’t believe it, he couldn’t hold back his tears. He wanted his mama more than anything right now. The future was scary, the life he led is even scarier, right now he needed the warmth of his mother more than anything. He was only ten after all. 

Eren collapses on the ground, tears flowing down his face. He couldn’t take it, seeing two– no three dead people in a day shocked him more than anything, his currently fragile heart couldn’t handle it. He believes he can stop your death but his moms? He doesn’t think he’s capable of stopping; the rumbling still needed to happen after all. This fact alone sent him further into tears. 

“Eren!?” Carla shouted as she ran towards him, Grisha following her as well.

No one has ever seen him like this, Carla is now worried sick about her sobbing boy’s well being too. 

“I’m sorry…” he wailed, “I’m so sorry mom.” Continuing to sob. 

When she first died was when he knew little to nothing about the situation he was about to find himself in so he was full of anger and never getting the chance to process it, he was too busy trying to fight for humanity and against it, there was no ounce of sadness in his heart for his mom the first time around. But now knowing she will die in a few days from now was the final thing to break him. He finally had room in his heart to grieve and his body was too small to know what to do with it. 

Carla pulled her close to him, causing him to sob even more. He hasn’t been hugged in years by his mother, he practically forgot the feeling. It all felt scarily new to him to feel his mothers warmth once again. 

Eren didn’t know how to explain himself so he continued to cry and shake his head ‘no’. Mikasa gathered a dry rag and some water for him to drink. Grisha standing there wondering what to do, no amount of medical school could prepare him for this. For fatherhood. He also knew what his own son was capable of doing, this current outburst took him by such surprise. 

“He’s been like this since he woke up from his nap,” Mikasa mentioned, “He almost started crying when he saw (Y/N).” Mikasa knew him like the back of her hand, while you may not have seen the tears and only noticed the silence, she knew it all. 

“How about you take another nap, love?” She said as she caressed the back of his head.

“No!!” He shook his head, he didn’t wanna step away from her again, he wanted to spend the last few days of life with her. He didn’t want to see her go, not when he just saw her again after all this time.

“You need to rest Eren, please listen to your mother.” Grisha butts in, “You need rest, you’re overwhelmed.”

“No no no!” He cried out again, he needs to stay here with her. He needs to be there for her remaining days. 

He began to cling onto Carla even more, his tiny arms around her neck and his overheating face buried into her shoulder. 

“Eren!” Carla shouted, there wasn’t anger in her voice however; she simply needed to get his attention somehow. 

He stopped screaming and crying to hear what she has to say, he may not have listened in his past life but he will now. This one time. 

“Eren… you need to rest, I will stay with you for a little bit but then I’d have to go because I have to make dinner. Would you like to have Mikasa stay with you afterwards?” She caressed the back of his head, as an attempt to remind her son he wasn’t in any danger, that he was safe and sound. 

“Okay.” He pouted, slightly embarrassed that he had an outburst like this. This was never like him but he couldn’t help himself. The grief was too much on his ten year old heart. 

“Perfect, Grisha my dear, do you think you could give Eren a quick check up to make sure he’s alright?” 

Grisha hummed and nodded his head, taking his equipment and heading to Erens room. 

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“C’mon, let's get you checked out,” Carla pinched his cheeks and flashed him a smile, he wanted to cry again, he felt so whole and full of love, he wishes he could stay this way forever. Maybe Heaven was this, maybe Heaven was being a little boy again and seeing your friends and your precious mama. No titans, no war, this was true peace. 

“Okay…” He said as he let go of Carla, getting ready to follow her to his room. 

“And when I’m done, Mikasa and I can spend some time together while we prepare dinner!” She cheered. 

“Alright!” Mikasa smiled, she enjoyed spending time with Carla. After the loss of her parents, Carla and Grisha were the closest thing she had to parental figures. 

They finally made it to his room and he walked over to his bed with Carla following him and tucking him in, Grisha began to check his temperature. 

“Well… he’s not warm.” He stated, in other words: he’s perfectly fine and didn’t need medical attention.

“Better safe than sorry.” Carla said, kissing Eren on the forehead just to provide extra comfort and care. 

“Well I have to start heading out now so–” Eren cut him off. 

“Dad, I need to talk to you.” He said.

 Eren finally deciding to tell his father half of the truth. 

“Oh?” Grisha turned around.

Carla took that as her cue to leave, whatever it may be must be strictly between men she thought to herself.

He waited until Carla closed the door shut so he can surely speak with no listening ears or prying eyes around. 

“Well, she’s not here. What was it you wanted to talk about?” Grisha said, he chuckled to himself thinking about what it could be. Many possibilities were there, girls, Mikasa, you. Maybe he had a crush on one of you. 

Eren took a breath in for courage, he was already preparing himself to be told he was crazy. He was surely crazy but he was right. He knows what he saw and did. 

“Can you see the future?” He asked. 

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[frozenjokes]

hOtgUy drops by to pick up his visor, and Cub viscerally regrets not googling his name before then (2/2)

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“He’s coming! Oh, he's coming! See, he just texted me, he said he’ll be here at 2:00! Look! Oh, what should I say? Something short, maybe a little heart at the end- emoji, or the little arrow and the three? No, no heart, that’s too much. Maybe he’d like a longer message, something poetic! Oh, but I’m no good with words, not like that anyway. What do you think? What should I say?”

The waitress looked a bit startled when Scar shoved his phone in her face, though anyone would be surprised if a celebrity like HotGuy turned around and asked their opinion on something so important!

“Well..” she deliberated for a moment, lips pursed (thinking hard, of course!), “I would probably say ‘Okay.’ Maybe add an exclamation mark?”

“Hmm..” Scar sat back in his chair, doing a very good job of pretending like that idea didn’t totally suck, “That’s a good start. I’m thinking I need a little more, though.”

The waitress shifted her weight, avoiding eye contact, “Did you want some more water then? While you wait?”

“Oh no, no I’ll be fine. Don’t you worry about me. Oh, this is going to be so great. Life changing. Let it be known, the world will never be the same after this fateful meeting. You’ll understand. You’ll know when you see him. No feathers or tails or scales or anything. Nothing against tails or scales. You, miss, are looking positively stunning today.”

“Ah-” The waitress looked a tad flustered, her reptilian tail curling inwards, “Well, I hope your date- uh- goes well. I’m.. cheering for you?”

“Oop! Not a date, not a date, no, however, just between you and me, I’m also cheering for me. Here’s hoping!” Scar rested his chin on his hands, sighing, but by the time he opened his eyes again, the waitress was gone. Where did she- oh! The text! Scar turned back to his phone, deliberating for at least ten more minutes before deciding on ‘Perfect! I can’t wait :D!’

Scar returned his head to his hands, more than happy to daydream for the next fifty minutes. Cub’s soft hands, fidgeting nervously in his lap, nervous, obviously, because he was sitting right across from HotGuy, his favorite superhero! Scar would tell him there was no reason to be nervous, not around him, and Cub would relax, saying something like ‘Thank you, HotGuy,’ and Scar would say ‘No, not HotGuy, Scar, remember? Please, call me Scar.’ And Cub would look into his eyes and Scar would look into his, and they would just stare at each other for a moment before Cub would say, ‘I bet you tell every guy you meet on the street your name,’ and Scar would say, ‘Are you kidding? That’s not my real name.’ And they would laugh and laugh and Cub would still be laughing while Scar would manage to compose himself, lowering his voice to something husky and romantic.

‘But no, I don’t tell just any guy my name.’

And Cub would laugh, but soon he’d realize Scar wasn’t joking, and stop, staring with wide eyes, ‘What do you mean? Surely that’s not true, we’re practically strangers.’

Actually no, he wouldn’t say that.

He’d blush a little bit, and he’d say ‘Really? Why me, then?’

And Scar would say something, he wasn’t sure yet, but it would be very romantic and Cub would fall in love with him and maybe just maybe they’d get to hold hands under the table and it would be fucking awesome-

“Uh, hello?”

Scar jumped up, blinking rapidly. He looked at his watch. Ah. “Hello there!” he said, not a delayed reaction at all, “Sit, sit- oh! What’s that?”

Cub was standing a bit stiffly, but he did sit down, holding a little box in his hands. “Oh, this is the visor. Things got a bit.. distracting. I think. We forgot. I wanted to drop it off so you didn’t have to come back.”

“A gift!”

“It’s not a gift, you still have to pay for it.”

“I’m thrilled!” Scar happily ignored that last bit, fully intending on paying later, but a gift was simply much more exciting, and it was all wrapped up in a cute little box, too, how sweet! He took the box from Cub’s hands and set it beside himself, pleased. “I can not wait to get home and take care of that. I’ve adjusted to seeing around the cracks, but it’s still pinching between my eyes, which, I don’t think I have to tell you is unpleasant. Though, aesthetically, I don’t really mind it. Gives me a bit of a rugged look, don’t you think?”

“Uh, yeah, man,” Cub squirmed a bit in his seat, and Scar’s smile faltered momentarily. Was he uncomfortable? Did he not like the restaurant Scar had picked?

“Something on your mind? Good or bad, I’d like to know.”

Cub blinked a few times, like he was surprised Scar noticed, then sat up a bit, looking around a tad self-consciously, “I guess I just don’t know why I’m here. Pretty confused, honestly. Do you pick people off the street and get lunch with them often? Is it like a marketing thing or some sort of interactivity that keeps people engaged in you as a superhero or something? I don’t get it.”

Scar startled, “No, no, I don’t do this very often at all! Though, maybe I should!” He thought for a moment, cheek resting on his fist, “I mean, maybe not full sit-down meals like this, but just hang out, you know? I love meeting new people. But no, this definitely isn’t a common occurrence. I guess you’re here because I think you’re special!”

Scar wasn’t sure what he was expecting (floating cartoon hearts, confetti, instant mutual infatuation), but it definitely wasn’t the somewhat incredulous look that crossed Cub’s face. “Special?” he said, distrustful, then started looking around, like there might be a camera crew just around the corner.

“I- I mean,” Scar stuttered, struggling to save this, “You’re human. There’s hardly any humans living in the city anymore, and I guess I just think you’re.. I think it’s pretty cool. It’s a little worrying to see you walking around by yourself at night and blasting music, but that’s also kinda cool? The confidence, you know? I don’t know if I would have that if I was still- I mean- it’s not that I’m not human anymore..”

“I don’t think prosthetic legs make you any less human, no matter how high-tech they are.”

“Ah! Not that! Well, a little bit that actually- my body is like 50% robot at this point, but I was more talking about all the experimental procedures my parents put me through to try and save my life after I blew up.”

“After-” Cub spluttered for a moment, “You blew up?” Ah. Right.

Scar nodded sagely, making a little explosion gesture with his hands, “Bad day! Well, if I remembered anything it would be pretty bad, but it was at least two weeks before I started to be a person again at all. Yup. Not good! Legs were super messed up, and my back was like, super broken- I was in pretty awful shape for many many years. Most of which I don’t remember, which, tangent, is so weird? It was like I just woke up one day and I was 23 and everything before then was just.. this hole. Thought it would get less weird the more time passed, but nope, turns out five years is a long time to just.. not really remember.”

“You- this happened when you were 18?”

“Yup. I had just started college in this city. Bomb was an attack on the campus, and I was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Well. I guess I could have been in a wronger place and died instantly. I wished I had for a while. But given where I ended up, I’m real glad I stuck it out, I mean- I’m a fucking superhero. That’s awesome. And these kids- these little disabled kids, they come up to me and they see me and they have a little hope, you know? That everything is going to be okay.” Scar sighed, fighting the knot still tied sharp in his chest. The pain, the loneliness, the aching boredom. The ever presenting looming fear that something in his body could just malfunction and kill him instantly, the pain, fuck, the pain. Genetically and physically modified to absolute hell and back for the sole purpose of easing his suffering, and still he just couldn’t escape. “It’s worth it.” Scar wondered if he really believed that. When he told the world he’d endure it all again knowing this would be the outcome; is that really what he’d choose?

Cub gave him an odd look, then glanced to the side, then again, then again and-

“Are.. You two ready to order?” the waitress asked, and Scar felt his face heat up at his own obliviousness. Goodness, how long had she been standing there? Scar composed himself regardless and ordered; he had known what he was getting for a while now, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a wry smile on Cub’s face, which only served to embarrass him further.

Scar watched as the waitress walked away, if for no other reason than to avoid Cub’s eye, who was still looking way more amused than what had to be warranted here. “Do I even want to ask how long she was standing there.”

“About five minutes. I said your name a couple times, but you were like, really zoned out. Like when someone in a movie starts having a flashback, except no one could see it and it was really awkward for everyone else.” Scar let his head thunk against the table, and Cub laughed, he laughed, and god damn it was the prettiest sound Scar had heard in a long while, and suddenly the social agony was entirely worth it.

“Careful, HotGuy, you might crack your visor.”

“Ha. Ha. But please, Scar is fine. Just not too loud, I’d rather keep it to a small circle, you know how it is.”

“Oh shit, well my manager saw your note.”

“One person is fine.”

“The waitress definitely heard me call you Scar as well.”

“I- it’s not that big of a deal, Scar isn’t my real name,” Scar sat up, struggling between amusement and disappointment due to deviating so far off his imaginary script, but Cub didn’t look too surprised anyway. The expression turned more thoughtful after a moment, not a massive change, but just a slight crease at the edges of his lips, and Scar felt heat rise in his face as Cub looked at him, really looked at him, finally in what felt like the first time Cub had properly checked him out. Please notice I’m attractive. Please let me call this a date. Please ask to hold my hand.

“Do you ever get worried someone is gonna take one of those knives off the back of your chair and stab you with it? Like, a supervillain or someone. You’ve got quite a few enemies, don’t you? Surely there are normal people that just don’t like you as well. Is your costume, like, knife proof?”

“It’s- it’s uh- cut resistant-” Scar didn’t know exactly what to do with that question, but it certainly wasn’t on the list he had hoped Cub would ask. Actually, it wasn’t on any sort of list at all. “The knives are there so people don’t touch my chair. I’ve got a big red sign on the back that says ‘DO NOT TOUCH,’ but that wasn’t quite doing the trick, and the police and government and everyone said I was not allowed to point my bow at people who ignored the sign, then they said I’m not allowed to verbally threaten them either, so I just started taping knives to the handles. An extremely effective solution, and one I’m quite attached to. It’s intimidating enough when I’m stationary like this, but when I’m going down the street they bounce around and it’s really scary, it’s pretty awesome. So honestly, I really hope no one decides to try and stab me with my chair knives, because 1) I’d be getting stabbed, which is never ideal, and 2) they’d be touching my chair, which is fucking rude. So.” Scar chuckled a bit to himself, pleased to see Cub looking amused as well. He was starting to be able to differentiate a bit between Cub’s base neutral expressions, and Scar was pretty sure there was a ghost of a smile there now. “You don’t want to stab me, do you Cub?

“I don’t want to, but I thought about it.” Cub answered that question frighteningly quickly and Scar just had to gape for a moment in his shock, “Again, I do not want to stab you.”

“But you thought about it?”

“You’ve got knives taped to the back of your chair. I’m sure I am one out of hundreds of people who had a thought about how easy it would be to stab you.”

“No one has ever said that to me before!”

“Of course not. They’d sound crazy.”

“You said it!”

“I thought you should know,” Cub said simply, not looking the least bit bothered, “And I thought maybe you’d tell me why you’ve got knives taped to the handles of your chair.” Cub paused again, a hint of that sly look returning to his eyes, “And I thought it would be funny.” Pause. “It was.”

Scar scoffed but was ultimately unable to hide his smile, “Well if I ever get stabbed, you’ll be the first to know. For now though, I think I-” Scar jumped as Cub’s phone rang, though Cub didn’t look all that surprised, picking it up without looking at Scar.

“Hey man, can’t really talk right now, but I’m okay. Hey, actually, could we FaceTime for a minute? I want to show you something before I go.”

The person on the other line was pretty loud, and Scar could still hear him despite Cub’s phone not being on speaker, “Oh- sure. Sorry I didn’t see your message earlier, I would have called- texted- whatever sooner. One minute.” There was a short silence as they switched from voice to video, Cub’s neutral frown shifting once more to that little smirk.

“You can see me, Grian?”

“Yeah, what’s up? Where are you?”

“Oh, just out to lunch with a friend.” Cub turned his phone around, and Scar was too busy reeling from being called a friend to react, staring dumbly at the camera for a second before perking back up, People Meeting Mode back up and running.

Scar waved, a somewhat strained smile across his face which he hoped didn’t look nervous, “Hello, Grian!” ‘Grian’ gaped, saying nothing for such a long time, Scar was starting to feel a little bit awkward, “It’s nice to meet you! I- uh- well, you’re one of Cub’s friends I’m guessing- just friends, right, are you just friends. Not dating? Just curious. Well, if you don’t know me, I’m Hawkeye, though, everyone calls me HotGuy. Just a nickname that caught on.” Scar laughed a tad awkwardly, but Grian suddenly jumped, looking- why did he look so afraid?

“CUB!” he shrieked, and Scar startled, though Cub only looked amused, “WHAT THE FUCK ARE Y-” and Cub hung up, snickering.

“My roommate,” Cub said, like this answered all of Scar’s questions, “He should believe me now. He really doesn’t like you. It’s fine though, he’s just a little dramatic.” Cub’s phone rang again, and he declined the call. The third time it rang, he turned his ringer off.

“Ah.” Scar ran a hand through his hair, suddenly a bit more nervous. Cub knew basically nothing about him, but had a roommate who hated him.. that couldn’t be good. How many bad things had Cub heard about him? Did he even want to be here, or was Cub just humoring him? The whole reason he was trying this as HotGuy was because everyone loved HotGuy! Everyone! HotGuy was so cool- did Cub not think he was cool? “Do you like me?”

Cub blinked, surprised, maybe, Scar couldn’t really tell. “Oh, I don’t know. You’re pretty alright I think.”

“You- you don’t know?” Scar was trying very hard not to sound like his heart had just been ripped into a thousand pieces, but he was pretty sure he was not doing a great job.

“I mean, I don’t really know you, but you seem like an okay guy.”

“Okay?”

“Yeah,” Cub didn’t sound too concerned- if anything, he looked a little bit annoyed, which only made Scar’s heart sink further, “If you didn’t want me to tell you, why did you ask? What were you expecting? If I asked you a loaded question like ‘Do you like me?’ what would you say?”

“I would say yes. I do like you.”

“Why?”

“What do you mean, why?”

“Why do you like me? What do you like about me? How can you be so sure? You don’t know anything about me, and I don’t really know anything about you, either. It’s not insulting, it’s just true. If you think I’m an asshole for this, then maybe you should reconsider ‘liking’ me. I don’t like when people ask questions and expect me not to answer honestly. I’m not out here trying to preserve anyone’s feelings, especially not superheroes.” Cub paused for a moment, cringing back just slightly, “That came out a little harsh. I just don’t respect people unconditionally, and you guys can be asshole customers. Nothing against you specifically, but I don’t think you’re any better than me because you’re famous. I don’t like how people treat celebrities like they’re made of glass. And I really don’t like not actually knowing how people think of me, so I’d prefer that you just told me the truth. I don’t want to guess. It stresses me out.”

“Oh, I mean..” Scar trailed off, a little bit unsure what to do with himself. But that made sense? Usually Scar found it pretty easy to tell whether or not people liked him, since the people that liked him either asked for pictures, autographs, or kinda just ignored him, and the people that didn’t like him threw bottles at his head, so, all in all, pretty black and white. Maybe it was a little harder when he was Just Scar, and people hardly batted an eye, but regardless, he kind of just assumed people liked him anyway. He got plenty of attention, that was for sure. People liked confidence, toned muscles, and men who dressed like whores, boxes which Scar ticked most days of the week.

But it was weird sometimes, being Just Scar. Scar couldn’t be disabled. Scar couldn’t be in pain, he couldn’t show much of his back lest people look too hard and notice it wasn’t all flesh. Scar had to worry about his legs, about looking human enough, about keeping to dimly lit areas when he felt like showing a lot of skin. Scar couldn’t go home with anyone else without being afraid of what they’d see, he had to take control if he wanted to have any fun, and that wasn’t always bad, but Scar couldn’t ever relax. Sometimes Just Scar felt less like Scar than HotGuy did. Most of the time Scar wasn’t really sure who he was at all.

Scar liked HotGuy. Most people liked HotGuy, especially in this godforsaken city. And if they didn’t like him, they probably hated him, in which case, whatever! Scar had given up trying to change minds a long time ago. He just wasn’t quite sure what to do with someone who didn’t know. Who didn’t have an opinion yet. But.. maybe he could work with this. Cub didn’t have to like him yet (if Scar repeated this enough times he would eventually believe it, right?), but maybe if Scar could prove that he liked Cub, and then Cub would know for sure that Scar wasn’t trying to lie. ‘What do you like about me?’ Well..

“I like your voice. And I really like it when you smile- your laugh, too, which I only heard today for the first time, but it’s just as nice as the rest of you.”

Cub jumped, and Scar realized with a jolt that their food was here- goodness, he really needed to stop zoning out like this! “What- What are you talking about-?”

“You asked what I liked about you.”

“That was like ten minutes ago!” Cub's voice lilted in his distress, and Scar put his head in his hands.

“I’m sorry. I have a lot on my mind. But I do have more to say if you still don’t believe me- I mean- I wasn’t thinking about you that whole time, just about what you said, but I guess maybe that is thinking about you technically, though I was more thinking about myself. I think. But I do like you, I promise.”

Cub looked briefly like a frightened animal, glancing around as if looking for an escape. “I believe you, Scar, it’s fine.” But Scar wasn’t entirely convinced, and if he wanted to be able to go out with Cub again, he was going to have to make sure that Cub knew!

“I like that you’re human. Maybe that sounds arbitrary to you, but it really means a lot to me, that humans are still living here. I want humans to feel safe, not trapped just because they can’t fly or run very fast or jump really high, you know? Humans, too- have you noticed how sharp everyone else is? They’ve all got claws and spikes and sharp teeth and sometimes I just wish I wouldn’t feel a little bit afraid every time someone else touches me or kisses me or-”

“Scar, it’s fine. It’s fine.” Cub’s voice was a tad strangled, but Scar was hardly looking at him- he wasn’t done yet!

“And the first time I saw you, you were with this stray cat- it was a couple weeks ago, do you remember? And a couple of us were fighting a couple blocks down, but The Goat- do you know The Goat? He said to me ‘Hey! You better not get any closer because this thing will snap you in half,’ and he started explaining this machine he had set up in the middle of the square and I was like ‘You definitely do not have a permit for this and I told you last week you need to stop testing your contraptions in public places,’ and I start going over to check this thing out and he says ‘If this doesn’t kill you I don’t know what will,’ and honestly that still bothers me. He said it like he wasn’t even trying to kill me, but he also didn’t care if I died! Like! Rude? Anyway, I told him ‘If you have a death machine in the middle of the square then-’ and suddenly I was launched like three blocks down and I don’t even KNOW what happened and-”

“Did that guy ever get arrested?”

“Oh yeah, but he got out the next day, it’s kind of his thing. He likes to go willingly and pretend- it doesn’t matter. So like, all my bones are broken and I’m barely conscious, but I remember seeing your face and your eyes; you kinda just looked at me for a second and I’m looking at you and you’ve got that cat.. It was friendly and trying to get you to pet it, and you had that sandwich and were trying to lead it away from the fighting and god. I just kept thinking about you and that cat. It was like the hottest thing I’ve even seen in my life.”

“I- okay?”

“I want to be the kind of person that stray cats like, but I have loud boots, and they always run away from me. I want to hold a stray cat. I want to be held like a stray cat sometimes.”

“I think our food is going to get cold- wait, did you actually break all of your bones? You’re exaggerating, right? I have to ask because it kind of did look like you broke all of your bones. And the cat thing- you know if you just shake a bag of treats most of them will come running, right?”

“Oh, I probably did. My body can take a lot of punishment. Still gotta put me back together at the end of the day, but you can do just about anything to me and I will not die- I might not even feel it. My nerves are like. Insanely not functional. You’d think that would be great but it’s not.”

“Huh. Do you ever get experimented on because of that?”

“You could say my existence is one huge incredibly unethical experiment, but if you mean recently, then no. There’s no point, the results wouldn’t be applicable to anyone else because of how uniquely messed up my entire,” Scar gestured vaguely to himself, “me, is.”

“I’d argue there’s value just in knowing,” Cub paused, looking at Scar for, quite frankly, an unnervingly long amount of time, “Hypothetically.”

“Am I about to be kidnapped?”

“Do you think I could kidnap you?”

“Not a chance.”

“Then no.”

“I’m having trouble telling the difference between joking Cub and Cub that wants to kidnap and study me /serious style.”

“I don’t want to kidnap you.” Cub stared. Scar stared back. Cub smirked, then began to eat. Well. Guess their food was getting cold, wasn’t it. But Cub wasn’t done, apparently, looking back up after finishing his first bite. “Do you still like me, Scar, or would you rather get to know me better before you decide?”

Scar blinked, looking up from his own food. “If you’re trying to make some sort of point here, I’m not getting it, but if it makes you feel any better, I’d probably think twice before accepting any drinks from you.”

“Would you still drink it, though? If I asked?”

“..Probably.”

Cub laughed, and seemed to notice when Scar perked up, the smile lasting a little bit longer before fading back into that little not-quite-smile, “I’m joking, Scar.”

“I thought so.”

“Did you?”

“I had no idea.”

Cub laughed again, and Scar preened, so very pleased with himself. It really felt like an achievement to make Cub laugh; to see the bouncing of his shoulders and the crinkling around his eyes. It felt so good. Scar never wanted to stop.

“Have I put you off, yet?” Cub asked, catching Scar’s attention just before he zoned out once more.

“Not at all!” Scar sat up as he spoke, hoping Cub would appreciate his smile as much as Scar enjoyed Cub’s, “Do you like me yet?”

Cub huffed through his nose, but Scar was pretty sure it was an amused sound, Cub resting his cheek on his fist.

“A little bit.”

[tfp-is-my-lifeblood-lol]

As a crossover made-up scenario request: TFP x TFRB?

Arce finds out that Bee has been scaping at night out the base to an island that even Jack didn't know existed. Optimus tells her that is a ¨secret mission¨ but Arcee feels that something is wrong. So one night, with Jack at her side they follow Bumblebee finding out about Griffin Rock.

Maybe this can have some gay moments with Bee and Blades, Heatwave questioning Arcee about Cybertron, and Jack being a big brother to Cody?

please?

Ooo this is fun! I've always loved the idea of the Rescue Bots being revealed to the whole team. Especially since only Bumblebee and Optimus seem to know about them (and possibly Ratchet, since he's got a few lines implying he knows. I headcanon that he does :b)

I don't really write romance (I'm kinda aroace-ish, so I don't really understand how to write romantic stuff) so the Blades and Bee part might be kinda boring and brief. I apologize in advance for that. Also, I wish I could add more Rescue Bots humans, but it was getting too long. But yeah! Enjoy!

Arcee and Jack sneaking to Griffin Rock

-Arcee would be up late at night, since she forgot to finish her latest mission log (Arcee had been fighting Airachnid, so she was more focused on her rage than anything else).

-She'd start writing using one of the base's computers...but suddenly, she hears the groundbridge open. She sees Bumblebee leave, but he doesn't notice her. Every night after that, she secretly watches him sneak off

-One day, she asks Optimus: "So, where does Bee go to, every night? Does he think I don't see him sneaking through the groundbridge?"

-Optimus explains: "Bumblebee attends to secret missions on a remote island...it is a mission that does not concern the Decepticons, and thus, is not our main objective."

-Arcee turns to Jack: "Did you know about this?"

-"No clue," Jack answers. "Maybe Raf knows?"

-She turns to Raf, who seems vaguely upset. "Bee...never told me." Says Raf.

-So Arcee's like: "Hmm..." She finds it suspicious that even RAF wouldn't know.

-Later, Jack tells Arcee: "You know...we COULD discretely follow Bee through the groudbridge, Miko-style. See where it takes us."

-"Jack," she says. "We're crossing a groundbridge to who-knows-where. It could be dangerous."

"What if there's scraplets?" Jack teases. "I'd hate for you to be face-to-face with scraplets without a non-metal human companion."

-Arcee smiles, finally caving. She lets him come along. "Fine...But! Don't tell Optimus."

-Jack: "My lips are sealed."

-Meeting the Rescue Bots is an experience and a half. Arcee is FURIOUS at first: "You're telling me Optimus has been hiding a secret team of Autobots this ENTIRE time, and never bothered to mention it to us? I thought we were 'outnumbered!"

-But once she gets to know them, she realizes...maybe they're not QUITE ready to fight Decepticons, yet. Secretly, she thinks they're kind of softies. Except for Heatwave, that is.

-Boulder paints a portrait of Arcee to honor her visit. She takes it home with her, and is very grateful.

-She tells Heatwave the story of when Jack travelled to Vector Sigma, and when Megatron rose the dead on Cybertron.

-Heatwave is like: "So...there aren't any zombie Cybertronians coming here, right?"

-Arcee replies: "...Not unless Megatron decides to get his ugly servos on more dark energon."

-"DARK ENERGON?" Blades whimpers. "Isn't that...like...the scary Unicron blood that turns everything into a monster?" He shutters. "It's like one of those Earth horror movies, but in REAL LIFE!"

-He pauses noticing that Bumblebee's watching him. If he were human, he'd probably be blushing. "Uh...I mean...BUT I'm NOT scared..." There's an awkward silence. "...Well, I'm scared to a normal degree."

-Bee lunges at Blades to tease him, letting out a buzz that probably translates to "BOO!"

-"AHHHH!" Blades screams, and Bumblebee laughs.

-Jack finds himself to be very protective of Cody. "Whoa- Are-are you sure the Rescue Bots would be ok with you climbing up there?" He questions, as Cody tries to climb Frankie's robot T-rex, "Trex."

-"Sure!" Says Cody. "Trex was built to be ridden. He can also serve coffee, and dance!"

-"Of course," Jack replies sarcastically. The technology on Griffin rock is so strange.

Conversations That Would Happen

The Suit Life of Jack and Cody (I'm so sorry, I couldn't resist making that joke LOOOOL😭)

Cody: "So, what's it like working with Optimus?"

Jack: "I-incredible, really. To be honest, sometimes...I don't really think I'm worthy."

Cody: "Well, I think you're worthy, Jack. Fighting a spider-bot, restoring the Vector...Sigma...thingy... that's NOBLE! I wanna be like you, someday!"

Heatwave and Arcee

Heatwave: "Where'd Chase go?"

Arcee: "Not sure. I was just telling him the story of how we snagged the Energon Harvester from the history museum. Chase took off driving before I could even get to the good part."

Chase, rocking back and forth in the closet: "So many violations of the law. SO MANY VIOLATIONS OF THE LAW."

Heatwave: "Congratulations, Arcee. You broke Chase."

Bumblebee and Arcee on the way back to base, through the groundbridge:

Arcee smiles and elbows Bee.

Arcee: "Blades likes you, too, you know."

If Bumblebee was a human, he'd definitely be blushing.

[music-my-beloved]

Please Please Me: A 16yo's (horrible) album review

I Saw Her Standing There 🧍: She was just 17 apparently! Honestly I reallyyyy like the song !! She's electric and vibrant. Uber catchy and is kinda adorbs ! I'm not 17 but I shall imagine that this song captures what it's like to be 17 in some way, shape, or form ( hopefully, maybe not idk ).

Misery 💧: uh, babe it's giving break up !!! If I made a song like this all I'd hear is "God stop wallowing in self pity and get yourself back up there !!" But sometimes people need a little time to rot in their feels and I think this song is great for that !!! It's not super catchy but overall I didn't hate it. Music doesn't need to be catchy to be good >:3

Anna (Go To Him) 💍: I LOVE ITTTTTT. Man, Anna's a meanie girl ! What she did was dirttyyyyyy 😭😭 but good on the guy for letting her go and be happy even tho he couldn't be,,,, it was so sweet !! Uh anyway yeah this song is so good. I love how longing and sad it sounds. It's like if Misery and I Saw Her Standing There had a baby. It totally fits the 60's I can see it playing at a dinner or something !! Also, Anna girl, give that ring back !! 😭

Chains ⛓️: Honestly I can see myself liking this song in the future (two or three weeks from now) and it's honestly a really unique take on love that I really like. His girl's got him chained down with the chains of love !!! Not in an oppressive and controlling way but she's got him locked in !!! He loves her so much, they're connected 😣

Boys 🤷: Erm. Gay Anthem?? Don't know what to think about this one I really don't know 😭😭 talks about 'em all the time I guess??

Ask Me Why ❓: It's so cute !! I can also see this one being played at an old diner. The do-wop sound is like, addictive and supperrrr catchy. Really like this song. Kinda reminds me of A World Without Love by Peter and Gordon !!

Please Please Me 🫵: Honestly kinda forgot about her ?? After the first listen it was like I just had a fever dream. But also that might have been because I was in the car with my parents talking and I could hear them through my headphones so idk you tell me :/ but now that I've relistened to the album while writing the reviews I love this one!

Love Me Do ❤️: Don't really jive with this one :/ it's not a bad sing but it just wasn't my cup of tea !! I feel bad saying that 'cause I don't wanna be the typical teen that "only listens to catchy, simple songs" but this one just wasn't there for me the way Please Please Me and Anna were 😭😭

P.S. I Love You 💌: ITS SO CUTTTEEEEE !!!!! Was this song a precursor to All My Loving like, directly ??? If it wasn't I probably look stupid saying that but whatevs. This song is like, old and faded is a really lovely way like,,, who writes letters anymore, it's so romantic!!! The simple guitar is like, really bleeding through to me for some reason idk good job George !!!

Baby It's You 💕: 60s came through with this one. She is PUNGENT. It's giving Runaround Sue !! This one just feels like a classic.

Do You Want To Know A Secret 🫠: Elementary school yard ramped up!!! I can almost hear the children playing and yelling in the background it's so cutesy. Overall a pretty good track. Wouldn't mind hearing it again !!

A Taste of Honey 🍯: Reminds me of a song i'd hear in Rango.. hmm. I don't like this song as much as I feel I should?? Didn't quite give with me, it's just another track I guess (idk this review felt mean 😭😭)

There's a Place 🏩: Its like an amalgamation of all of the songs in the album. I'm hearing baby it's you, please please me, and literally everything else idk it's so strange

Twist and Shout 🌀: This song is iconic. There's nothing I cans at that will add or take anything away. Might be a bit overrated idk it's just me . But it's uber high energy and I like it !!

More Reviews Later, Next Up: With The Beatles ..

[ziminy]

A little too late pt.2

After the so called revenge, neither you or Gojo had a great time getting over it. And when you two finally meet again, you decide to give him another chance. And he will try his best to treat you better than ever.

Tags: f!reader, Gojo trying to be sweet, jealous Gojo, size difference, car sex, you get caught in the middle of it, threesome, Geto being a meanie, oral, names (honey, sweetie, etc) , manhandled, double penetration, edging, hair pulling, squirting , if I forgot something I'll add it later

7490 words.

Author's note. I tried to rush a little with this, it might not be the best, but I tried my best.

Part one here . Masterlist

The room was so bright, something that made you to wake up. The bed was telling you to not get up. It was just so comfortable, it was like you were on a cloud. And maybe that's the reason of why the sun bothers you, since it was so bright.

After rolling around the bed, trying to find a better position to go back to sleep, you just open your eyes. Since you couldn't sleep anymore at this point. The room was so white, the floor, the walls, even the bed had no color on it. And the windows were as big as the walls. Do you even have privacy if there are no curtains? This leaves no imagination to the people outside who might be able to see inside the apartment. There were clothes everywhere on the floor, but non of them seemed to be yours. You got out the bed and looked around the room, there was nothing to see beside the mess in there. You walked to the door and only trying to look from there around the living room. It seems more cleaner than yesterday. But you can't see the tall man anywhere.

"Gojo..?" you said a little unsure. What if last night wasn't the white haired guy and you confused him with someone else? "Satoru?" you said again. But no one responded to you. It was just so quiet. You got out the room and finally stepped in the living room. There are a lot of doors, there is also some staircases not far from where you were. "Gojo?" you said again, walking around the couch. And then you saw in your right a room that had the door open. Walking there slowly, you took a peak inside. The guy you were looking for sat at a long table with a cup of coffee next to him and looking at his phone. Well, at least you confirmed that it was indeed him and not someone else. "Satoru." you said, half of your body hiding behind the half open door.

"Hmm?" he moved his eyes from his phone on you. "Good morning." it didn't look like morning outside.

"You know where my clothes are?"

"I put them on a chair close to the bed. But you can wear my clothes, I don't mind." you shook your head.

"I'm not wearing any clothes." his eyes moved up and down, trying to see something, even if he could only see your head from behind the door.

"Proof?" not surprised by his words. You walked back to the room you came out of. Maybe his ass didn't learn anything this whole time. "Wait, I was joking." you could hear him behind you.

"It's too early to think of how to respond to that." you said when you entered the room. Oh, he was right when he said he put your clothes on the chair. How comes you didn't saw them earlier?

"Let me look at you a little longer, don't put them on yet." his hands now on both sides of your hips, dragging you closer to him.

"Well, why do you have your clothes on? I don't find that fair." you took the cloth piece in your hands.

"I'll take them off." he said and took his shirt off in a second.

"Wait! I was kidding!" you looked surprised at him.

"Don't hide those tiddies from me." he said and got close to you again. Just holding you in his hands. His chin resting on your head.

"What time is it?"

"10 something, dunno." it doesn't look like 10 to me.

"How much do you plan to stay like this? I have to go home, we have classes tomorrow."

"Mmm." he got you in his arms and walked you to the bed, putting you on it softly. "Let's talk about what happened yesterday, what happened before that. Let's just talk about everything." he said and sat next to you. You didn't thought much about it. What if you just ran as soon as you woke up?

"Ahh. About that.." you didn't know what to say. Can he just give you time?

"Yesterday I meant it. Everything I did and say. I was an idiot. I won't lie about that. Can we talk again? I want to go back to what we was." and what were you? You two were never in a relationship. There wasn't any kind of friendship to begin with. And what could you possibly do anyway? "Say something, please." or what? Your eyes moved from the floor to his hands, then slowly up to his face. How would people react if they see you with him? What can happen anyway between the two of you? If you say no, what can you possibly do anyway? Or yes.. Oh, that's an option too.

"What exactly you want me to say?" your eyes keep moving. From the floor, to him, to the wall, maybe him, then another object in the room.

"Can you unblock me?" no. Or maybe.. Yes?

"I don't know about that." you said, playing with you finger and looking out the window, avoiding his gaze.

"You gave me a chance yesterday." you did, didn't you. Right. You did. You did? That made you realize. All you wanted was for him to take back the words he said, apologize. He did, in a way or another. No, he did. Plus the unnecessary words he wrote in that message. And now you're playing with him. What if he plans to take revenge if you say no? You're already in conflict with yourself. Adding him will just.. You gulped and looked at him.

"Listen." you finally looked in his eyes, something you tried to avoid. "Just listen careful." you said and got up from the bed. "I am unsure. I know I said and did what I said and did. But you're also not innocent. Shouldn't you ask me about it? Why I did. Why I said. Why I am unsure now."

"Why are you unsure?" he followed you with his eyes. You were waking around the room in circles, never leaving the bed area.

"Alright, listen here. Don't put all the guilt on me. You're no saint either." you stopped in front of him. "You were mean to me out of nowhere. Then sweet talked me. You made me think of you. You-" you stopped and took a deep breath. "You made me fall for you." you said without thinking. Both you and him looking surprised. "My god!" you looked concerned, why he was all a smile. "You made me fall for you?"

"I heard you the first time." his hands on your hips, dragging you closer to him in his arms.

"You don't understand! I-" you had so many questions. All he did was to kiss your belly and look up at you, since he was sitting down.

"Mmm. Me too." he said softly, still smiling.

"You too what?"

"I also love you." I mean... Wasn't him the one crying over you?

"So.. What now?" he slowly got on his back, dragging you after him in bed, now you on him while he hold you.

"We love each other, don't we?"

"I wouldn't say it love. It's more like I like you." he shook his head.

"It's love." you shook your head.

"Having a little crush doesn't mean that its automatically love. I just.. Forget it." for a moment, he stood there and only looked at your face. What is going on in his head? What is he thinking about it?

"Let's be together then. Love, like. Isn't it the same thing?" is he serious about it?

"Are you sure?"

"Listen. I thought at first that it was everything just because you didn't let me fuck you. But it's not that. I really want to be with you." a hand under you, keeping you close to him and the other moving up and down your body. "I was so happy when I saw you in the morning. Just stay next to me."

"Were you really that happy to see me?"

"Mmm." his eyes moved on your lips. "When I woke up with you in my arms. Or when you came looking after me."

"You heard me when I called your name?"

"Maybe."

"Why didn't you said anything then?" because he liked the way you called him. Oh, but he doesn't want to say it. Isn't he being too honest right now? Why can't you follow his actions?

"Maybe I didn't heard it." you tried to get up from there. Hmmp. If he can't be honest then why should you do so?

"I knew you were only playing with me. Can't believe I almost felt for it again." he dragged you back.

"I'm sorry." he said and kissed your face. "What do you mean by again?" this isn't right. You should get out there before you say anything else like that. "No, wait." he said when you tried to get up again. "What do you mean by it?" he looked at you getting out of the bed.

"Why should I say it."

"I'm sorry. I just found you cute when you looked for me." you looked at him, his bumb smile that he had on his face. The way he just stays there at the edge of the bed waiting for you to come back.

"When you.. I mean-" you coughed. "Before I blocked you.. I also thought of accepting your words." you turned around, and almost run from there.

"Really?" he got up and was right beside you.

"Never mind.." you said quietly, looking on the opposite direction from where he is.

"Then. Let's just be together." hmm.. "I want to be with you. Don't you wanna be with me?" for a moment, you looked at him and smiled. It doesn't sound bad- ah! Wait! Not this again! Why does he always made you think of stuff like this. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you from behind. "I want to be yours." the way those words sounds. "Then you'll be mine too, won't you?"

"Ok." you looked at him and just said that got throughout your head first. Oh, but the way he smile now is brighter than ever. And here he goes, walking you to his bed in his arms.

"You'll let me show you how much I love you then? I've sleep so good last night that today I have more than enough energy." he wants more after last night?

"Wasn't last night enough?" your words made him look surprised, and then he started to laugh.

"I wanted to take you on a date. But if you want me to show my love in another way, I wouldn't say no." why didn't he said that from the start? "Don't look like that at me." he laughed and kissed you. "I have more than enough time for you." he kissed you as he laughed.

"Never mind." you said and turned your face away.

"I was joking." he kissed your cheek. He got away from you and in a movement the few clothes he had on him disappeared. He jumped back in bed next to you, he just wanted to be as close as he could to you all the time. The kisses never stopped. From your lips, to the jaw, neck, shoulders. And he just wouldn't let you do the same. How greedy of him.

"It's not fair." you said, making him to look at you.

"How comes?" wait. But how will he react when he hears that you want to kiss him.

"It doesn't matter.." you looked away from him. He laughed at your reaction. How cute of you.

"Come on, look at me." you turn your head to face him slowly, and he kissed you again. "You're adorable." something was poking you, but you couldn't see what, since he never let you get away from his kisses. And then you felt the thing that was poking you, his dick. Ah, how could you forget the previous night. Slowly, you could feel yourself getting filled up by him. Even the kisses stopped for a moment, both of you looking down, how he slowly disappear in you. "You're just so wet." oh, but can he shut up. Why does he have to say the obvious. The way he just look into your eyes as he slowly move his hips. He doesn't let you close your eyes even for a moment. It doesn't matter as long as you're also looking at him.

"Just because I'm closing my eyes doesn't mean I'm not thinking of you." you said when you saw the way he's trying to make you only look in his yes.

"I want you to look at me."

"Satoru, please." you said and sighed at his hips movement, the way you could feel his dick inside you was just beyond words. "It's feels good." you confessed.

"Of course it does, honey." his forehead was against yours, now trying to pick up the pace. The not so slow yet not so fast movement, it was just right. It only made you sigh and relax your body in his arms. "You still plan to leave later?" what's with the question?

"We have classes tomorrow."

"That doesn't answer the question."

"I'll go home later." he didn't showed any kind of emotion on his face. But he stopped for a moment and try to position himself better between your legs.

"I'll give you a moment to rethink about it." huh? You looked at him in confusion. "So is that a no?" but he didn't let you to say anything before he started to move again. The movement wasn't that fast, but the way he will go all the way inside to hit that deep spot hard, just hard. He gets out just a little to have just enough space to come back inside and hit it again just like the last time, making you gasp audible. Your eyes wide as you try to hold onto his arms. "Don't worry, sweetie, I'll take good care of you here." that smirk on his face it made you angry. It's just the face he have when you imagine him. Well, something in him just never change.

"Wait-" you tried to say something, but everytime you got interrupted by the feeling of him hitting that one spot. It make you throw your head back on the pillow. You just couldn't make a proper sentence. Just how mean can he be? Didn't he said he'll be a better person? Did he? Or.. Ah, even now your mind is playing tricks, you couldn't even think of anything at that moment. "Toru.." the way you said his name was like a sweet song to him. He froze for a moment. He forgot everything he was doing or what he wanted to say. The moment he froze, he even forgot he was balls deep inside you.

"Yes?" he forgot how to breathe.

"You're so mean." your cries only made his cock twitch. How can he have more? How can he make you cry more for him? Now he's just determined to make you cry your eyes out for him. He got back to the previous movement, this time the only thing he changed his his pace. He'll just get more than half outside slowly just to get back inside hard, hitting the spot again, and again, and then he suddenly changed the rhythm again. Now the only goal is to see you do more faces for him. He wants to see all, and he'll make sure to have that. He moved fast, hard, and he just made sure to give you no time to rest. Your eyes shut tight , same with the grip on his arms. It was just so hard to try to not cry. Even if a few tears already made their presence , going down your face.

"Come on , let me see those pretty eyes of yours." you just shook your head. Trying so hard to not make a sound or else who knows when he'll see you crying. Wasn't this embarrassing? "Look at me, pretty girl." his face got closer to yours. But you shocked your head again. For a moment, he went slower, just giving you enough to open your eyes for him. "Mmm, just like this." his lips on yours before he started to thrust again like the mad man he is. The whines you left out, or tried to let out, only got to him. And the tears he wanted to see did appear. Just how good can this day go for him? If a week ago someone will have told him he was here, he would have not believe a word. Last night, when he saw you in the club, if someone would have told him that he'll end up like this the next day he would not believe it. He doesn't believe this, even if you're in front of him. This gotta be a dream. And it was a nightmare if he really was dreaming. How can he do this to himself.

"Toru." it was such torture for him.

"I'm so close." he sighed. He can't even make a proper answer, he can't even tell what he wants to say, he was just a groaning mess. "Look at me, don't take your eyes off me." His movements were a mess, he , himself didn't know what he wants anymore. His mouth was on yours, his tongue was looking for yours, he just wanted to be with you for as long as he could. At this point, he was just talking nonsense. "Let's cum together. Let's just-" he can't even think of words at this point. Trying to match you in any way, breathing at the same time as you, even blinking at the same time.

"I can't-" his requests are too much. Too much in that moment. He kissed you again, moving a few more times before both you and him release. You were a shaking mess, trying to catch your breath, just like him. What got into him. "It kinda hurts now." you said when you finally could think straight.

"That means your staying, right? I'll just drive you tomorrow to classes." does he even listed? "Also.. Now that we are in good terms, can you unblock me?" he said as he hold you in his arms. Oh, you still have him blocked, huh?

"Mmm.. Dunno.. I don't feel like you really deserve it." he bite your shoulder. "Eyy!" you gasped. "Alright! Alright! You didn't have to do that." you open your phone and unblocked him.

"Also, give me your number. I don't have it." you sighed and gave him your phone, and he went throughout all your apps to see your user name so he could follow you. He doesn't have one of the apps? He'll get that app in the next second so he could follow you. As much as you wanted to go home, you ended staying over the night. The next day he continued to be clingy. He dragged you in the shower in the morning, taking a shower together. The clothes you're going to wear that day are his. How could he let you go to school with those clothes you were in club with? Never. A pair of pants that you could fit another person in, the underwear that was falling off you, the shirt that was way bigger than you. Well, at least you could wear your own shoes. He drove you to your home just to get your stuff for school and then drove to your destination. He walked you to your classes and just run to where you were when he had some time in between the classes. People started to talk about you two quick.

"Gojo came back to his old self and some girl dressed like a homeless follow him around." you even got some texts asking about it. Who's the girl? Weren't you hanging out with Gojo? Spill the tea sis!

"I don't think we should be next to each other at school." you said and look the texts you keep getting.

"What?" he looked at you shocked. "Never!" he sounded offended. "How could you say something like that?" were you wrong tho?

"People keep calling me homeless. And I get a lot of messages asking about whos hanging with you?"

"And? Block them!" the way you blocked him? You wanted to say that, but you just shut up. You took a deep breath and tried to think of a solution.

"I don't want to be called homeless. Let's just meet less at school. Alright?" he gasped offended. "Oh, look at the time. Gotta go to my next class." just as you got up from where you were sitting, he also got up and followed you where you were going. The classroom wasn't that far away from you, it was just a few meters away. Something was telling him to not let you go there. He'll miss you, just like he did until you two finally got back on good terms. He was holding your hand and stopped walking. What if he kidnap you and never let you go back to you friends? What if he takes you away from the outside world? What you need is him, and what he needs is you. "I need to go."

"No." he said softly. His arms wrapped around you, holding you tight enough to not you move freely, trapped right next to him. "Don't go." people were looking at you two at this point. Do you really want to be known as that one couple?

"Is that Gojo?" someone said and was walking more closer and closer to you two. "Oh!" that person said surprised. "You feel better now?" the tall man only raised an eyebrow.

"Do I know you?" he said and your legs weren't on the ground anymore, now being lifted by him.

"Did you forgot me? I'm-" he walked from there to your class.

"Can't believe people are trying to talk to me when I'm busy." he still didn't let go of you.

"I'll go now." you said as he finally puts you down. You look at him slowly disappearing from your vision, slowly getting himself more and more away from you. You get inside the classroom and sat down wherever you wanted if there was a free space. You looked at your phone but you didn't got anything from him. Well, he have other things to do anyway. It's not like he doesn't have classes or anything else.

"What's with the clothes?" your friend asked when you got out the classroom.

"Boyfriend look."

"It looks like you dressed from the giants section." and your friend did not lie.

At the end of classes your so sweet boyfriend drove you home. And for the few next days you were only going to text each other and try to meet between the classes. At this point, more than half of the school and mostly everyone that knows Satoru also knows you're his girlfriend. But what news. Number one playboi finally is finally in a relationship. He looks happier than ever. And a lot of people are jealous. What is so special about you? How did you blackmail him to get with you? What exactly have you done? But why is no one asking what in the world have he done. Because everyone is pointing fingers. But no one is putting the right questions.

"Can we meet in after classes?" you look at his text. You're a little busy today, he'll have to wait if he wants to see you.

"I have something to do then."

"When can we meet?" hard to say. But after you text your friends about it, you managed to come to a conclusion.

"Around 8 or 9." it was better than nothing. And he waited patiently. He was already in the parking lot of the place you were at.

"Hey there, cutie." he said when you almost walked past his car. That made you jump, it scared you.

"You scared me!" you put a hand on your chest, trying to calm yourself. "What are you doing here?"

"Hope in. We're going to spend some time together." you got in his car. As he was driving, a hand was on you thigh, squeezing it from time to time. But as some points he stopped in the first parking lot he saw first. "I had such a hard time without you." you only sighed. And? What does he plan to do now?

"So?"

"I wanted to take you home. Maybe watch a movie or something." you nodded. "But I just want to feel you right now." you raised an eyebrow.

"Not here." but his face got closer and closer to yours. "Satoru, no." you put a hand over his mouth when he was about to kiss you.

"Just a little?" you shook your head. "Just to feel something." you shook your head again. A hand of his over the one that was trying to keep his lips away from yours and he kissed it. His yes were fixed on your face as he kissed your hand. The way you looked so shocked, speechless. Your mouth was open, but you didn't look like you could say anything. "It won't take long." you sighed. A little, huh? You bite your lower lip and nodded, the next second he was in the backseat. "Come here." how lucky of him that you can't see shit inside the car from outside, either because of his windows or the fact that's dark outside by this time, people couldn't see shit anyway. You got next to him, and he just started to undress you, kissing you as soon as he managed to take something off you. But he was indecisive. He just couldn't decide what to do faster ,you were almost naked, and he wanted to feel you as fast as he could. It took him a second to unzip his pants and free his cock from them after he took all the clothes off from you. "It would be quick, alright?" any preparation? Nope. You were already wet and hes just in a hurry. He wants to take you home and then spend as much time as you want on you. His hands on your hips, pushing you down on him. All he did was to give you a few moments to adjust a little. Then he started to guide you up and down. You let out sighs and gasp, he's just touching all the right places. And then he decides to go all the way in, touching that spot that made you melt in his arms. Your head rest on his shoulder, and he kiss your neck since he have access to it. The little sighs he let out from time to time, his moans are so quiet, he could feel you squeezing him every time he let any kind of sound out. "You like to hear me that much?" his hot breath gave you chills down your spine. It was something you can't really explain.

"Maybe." he also liked to hear you, he won't lie. His phone rang. Who in the world might be? He didn't even look, his phone is on the driver seat anyway. And why would he try to ruin this moment by answer to who ever is calling? He wrapped his hands around you, letting you move however you want. His kisses go from your jaw line to your chest, and he would go as down as he could, if he could more than that at the moment. His phone rang again. He was angry at who ever keeps calling him. And then someone sat next to his car, and then his phone rang again. He could recognize that person everywhere.

"I can't believe him." he sighed and made you stop for a moment. He took his phone and texted who ever called him. But he just stared angrily at the phone.

"Did something happen?" he let his head back, resting on whatever it was behind him.

"You can wait until we go home, can't you?" it was him who started it anyway. He get you off him slowly, he tried helping you to put your clothes back on and when he thought that everything was alright he got out the car. You could see him talking with the guy that was next to the car, and all you did was to hide behind the drivers seat. Gojo got back in the car, now back in the front seat while the guy that he was talking to also got inside, sitting in front next to his friend.

"If your were in the car why didn't you respond to me?" the guy who just got in the car rolled his eyes.

"I was busy." the white haired guy said. The other one looked with the side of his eyes back, finally noticing you. He look at his friend then back at you. So this is how it is, huh? Should you say anything? You played with your fingers and looked out the window.

"Is it just me or it's a little stuffy in here." you let your head down. This was so embarrassing.

"Shut up." the white haired guy said annoyed. He drove back to his place. It was so quiet until you got in the apartment, witch his friend also walked with you two there.

"Well, I got what I needed. I'll go now." the black haired guy said. "It was nice meeting you, Y/N." you looked at your boyfriend and that guy finally left.

"That guy." Gojo sighed. His eyes quickly moved on you. "So where were we?" his hands back on you, one on your ass while the other was trying to get your shirt off. He kissed you so hungrily. He was slowly guiding you to the couch, letting you on it as soon as he got off your shirt. Your pants and whatever you had on you disappeared, now being naked once again. His shirt was laying somewhere on the floor, probably next to yours. He kissed you again, his tongue in your mouth and dragging you closer to him every time he could. He bearly let you breathe, only trying to deep the kiss more and more. The rest of his clothes now somewhere around the room. Getting on top of you as soon as he could, getting inside you and starting to move his hips as fast as he could. He let out some deep ass groans, the grip on your thigh was so tight it might left a bruise on you.

"Toru." the way you said his name was more like a moan. The way everything felt was just.. No words to explain. It was a feeling beyond words. It was hard to try to even think about trying to explain. You cupped his face in your hands, his eyes on you and the expressions you make.

"I forgot something." that voice made you jump, since it scared you. Why does that guy keeps interrupting you two?

"You're here again?" the white haired guy said looking at the guy who was walking around to find something.

"I didn't know you two would get to it as soon as I leave." lies. "But now that I'm here." he got closer to the couch. "Make me some space. Lemme join." you looked at your boyfriend. What would he say? He sighed and moved his eyes on you. Your heart was beating so fast, both of their eyes on you. The white haired guy could feel your walls clanging on him.

"Alright." huh?

"Wait for me then." the black haired guy walked into a room. He knew that place like it's the back of his hand. Then he walked out with a box condoms, throwing on the couch as he take his shirt off. Your boyfriend sat on the couch next to you. Something like this would have happened at some points, since he did have lots of threesome that includes his friend.

"Is it too late to back out now? I'm kinda scared.." you said it quietly, mostly for your bf to hear. All you got back was chuckles from both of them.

"Oh? But isn't this a cute one?" the black haired guy said.

"Why are you scared? Aren't I here?" your boyfriend said. They had something in their eyes, it was hard to explain what it is. It's just.. Scary. That's the only word you could think of. It's like, if you close your eyes they might eat you alive. "Okay so, lay down here." the white haired guy pat the place next to him. But it didn't really matter how you sat, because you woke up with someone turning your around. Now you were laying on your tummy, ass up and you felt a cold hand slapping your ass. Shouldn't you at least talk about a better position?

"Don't take too long to think, just do so." your boyfriend didn't said anything about it. Now you were in between Gojo's legs. Behind you being his friend, who you heard just so much about him.

"Don't worry about it." your boyfriend finally said something. "I'm here." was he supposed to not be here? What's with his words? You gulped when you felt something poking you from behind. This soon? Shouldn't they give you just a little time before anything starts. "Open your mouth." you looked at your boyfriend with big eyes. Well... If this is how you'll die, then at least they should make it enjoyable for you too. You gulped and did as the blue eyes guy said. His hand on your head, both holding your hair to not get in your face and also slowly guiding you down. And at the same time, the one from behind you made his way inside you. Oh, but how easily he just slipped inside. You close your eyes shut. This made you feel way too full. "Just like that." Satoru sighed, letting his head rest on the back of the couch. But his friend, Suguru didn't gave you no time to chill, he was just thrusting into you like a mad man. You wanted to say something, but all you let put was muffed cries. And your boyfriend just pushed your head trying to fit more and more of himself inside. You tried to say something about it, or do. But all he did was to look at your face in amusement.

"It doesn't seem like your little girlfriend know how to do much. Just look at her." oh, he talks like he could do it better if he was in your place.

"I don't think she liked your words." your boyfriend looked at your angry face.

"Oh, yeah?" he slapped you ass.

"I don't think she liked that either." it hurts. I think he even left his hand print on your ass. You slapped Gojo's leg softly. Don't give him ideas, you thought. "I think you forgot something, dear." he moved his hips forward making you gag. Can you believe him? But the little fun time ended when they actually started to fuck you. Your knees almost gave up on you, but it wasn't like you could feel your legs anymore by that point. And your boyfriend and fucked your mouth deeper and deeper, trying to get as deep as he could. If he hold your hair earlier, now his hand is replaced by Geto's hand. "Don't do that." your hair was now released from his grip. But now your boyfriend is fucking your throat, it didn't matter if you moved your head, he helped moving it or his hips moved to go as deep as he could. Both of their thrusts because more aggressive. And at this point, Suguru was the one who was holding you up. You seemed like you were about to fall if he didn't. But just to give you something to forget about it, or help you release faster, he started to rub on your clit. And the way he was penetrating was like he never left that deep deep spot alone. One of the motives of why your legs were like jelly. Oh, but how mean of him to stop everything he's doing when he could feel your walls tightening around him. Only for Satoru to cum in your mouth, so much that you couldn't even keep all of it inside, spitting some of it.

"No more." you said breathing heavily. But your words looked like they never got to them. You looked as you boyfriend put a condom on, sitting back on the couch and putting you on his lap. No words were needed for them to know what they'll do. It was like they shared the same mind. Gojo slowly made his way inside you, and it looked like his friend had the same idea. His finger slowly brushed against your clit, making you tremble.

"Look at you. You didn't even cum and yet you're like this." you had a soft expression. What are you supposed to say to this guy anyway? It's not like you could do much against these people. But now you're looking at him also trying to get inside you.

"It won't fit." and how could they fit? How can they believe they could fuck the same pussy at the same time?

"It would." your boyfriend says as if he knows that.

"Listen, it's not going to fit." you were scares. What if they can?

"Your face doesn't tell me that." Suguru said as he's trying to push himself inside. "Get a little outside and then we'll try to enter at the same time." and who came with that plan?! You shook your head. Nope, just not. You were already at the edge of crying as you felt both of them trying to get inside.

"Relax. Of course we can't get in if you don't relax." would he relax if he was you? And all your boyfriend did was to hold you in his arms, leave some kisses on your shoulder. But somehow that relaxed you a little, until you weren't relaxed anymore, remembering what is going on. You could feel them inside. The way it made you feel.. It hurts. It really does. You never been stretched this much before. It should be illegal to be able to something like that.

"I can't- I can't-" you shook your head.

"Isn't it a little too late to say that? Aren't we inside already?" this guy is pissing you off. Did anyone listen to you when you tried to say something? And he still dares to say anything about it? The audacity. You placed a hand on the chest of the person in front of you and shook your head.

"No more." your boyfriend could see your expressions so clearly even if he was behind you, holding you on in his arms. One of his hands now over your eyes.

"Don't make that expressions for anyone else." he whispered in your ear. Is he jealous? Now? Well, why couldn't he be be jealous earlier? Like, he could have said something back then and now it would have been only the two of you, but no. Geto only laughed.

"Never fuck with couples." he shook his head. "It's too late to change your mind now. You'll have to share your girlfriend with me." you tried to get Gojo's hand away, but all you could do is take a peak at Suguru's face. He was a smirk on his face that you would have bet all your money that he was Satoru if you didn't know better. But his words and face only made your boyfriend angry. His hands now wrapped around you, it was like he was trying to get you as close as he could to him, even if your were staying in his lap.

"Toru." you said when his grip became tighter.

"Listen to your girlfriend, Toru." it was like this guy wanted to fight. You look at him and shook your head. If he could really read minds, but he probably know what you want to say even without reading minds. Don't. Because your boyfriend was his friend. But why do they need to fight now? And then your boyfriend finally moves his hips, making you jump when you felt him going deep to touch that place that get your knees weak. "But you don't have to be jealous, Toru." Geto said and also moved his hips just as soon as Gojo got a little out. "It's not like your girlfriend loves me more." you slap his arm softly. This will get you no good if they continue like this. "Look at the way she's touching me." you gasped. This was all intentional! This was all a scene! It was planned! I tell you that. But your boyfriend took his words serious. Now both of your hands pressed to your chest as he holds them in one of his. The grin on his face never disappear. It pisses you off so bad. And he even dares to put his hands on you. One of your legs over his shoulder while the other was to your chest, him holding the back of you thigh in place. But you couldn't even look mad by how they were moving. When one was getting in the other was getting out, leaving you no time to think. Your head was resting on your boyfriend's shoulder. The cries you left out were mixed with moans. It hurts, it was also feeling good, but it mostly hurts. Gojo's free hand traveled to your pussy, starting to rub your clit. Only making you to arch your back. You tried to not move, but it was just impossible. Oh, but the way Suguru took advantage of your boyfriend having his hands full. His free hand now on your chest, squeezing one of your boobs.

"Stop- stop- my god." you cried out. You felt something coming and it was just not good. "I can't- i really-" you couldn't even finish your own sentences. But that didn't stopped anyone from what they were doing. No, in fact, it only pushed them to go faster, trying to get close to that sweet release too. Your boyfriend rubbed on your clit faster, and the way they thrust only made you squirm in their arms. "Toru, please. No-" it was just so embarrassing the way you felt. You didn't want to do that, it's just- no. But Gojo only kissed the back of your neck. And followed by him was his best friend, who made sure to kiss your lips just so passionately while your boyfriend was looking. That only made Satoru to bite on your neck. Making you whine. If it wasn't enough that you were already crying, hot tears racing down your cheeks. And them bullying you? Both of them could feel the way your walls are becoming tighter and tighter, and oh my- you squirted all over Suguru's abdomen. But you were still crying, and they seemed to be so close. Can you hang there a little more? Wait for them. Just a little more. As you were finally calming yourself, both coming back from your high and calming your body to stop trembling, they also finally released. Now feeling empty when they got outside. You were just so stuffed a moment ago and now it was like you could finally breathe.

"Don't relax yet. The night still young." that only made you to sigh. If only someone could have warned you earlier.

Author's note. As much as I want what I wrote, I am afraid as heck of it. I would just cry. Not my thinking I could take them🙄✋

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Heck I don’t actually remember if Pure Vanilla/Dark Cacao was a request or if it was something I just planned to do on my own. I know it started out as my own idea, but sometimes that happens and then before I get to doing it, someone requests it and I just make it a request, and I don’t remember if that happened here

But regardless, this was a drawing I made of the idea for a purecacao fankid on it’s own, and I’m posting it as such

Now you’ll notice that this isn’t my usual format. This is because this isn’t her official design, it’s just that last night, I had this idea for a design of her as a young child with Dark Cacaoian clothing, and so I just wanted to make a quick doodle to show you

It was just going to be that picture in the middle, as it’s more sketchy and rough, and clearly not how I usually do these fankid requests. However when I finished, I realized that I made her too small. See, if I may explain some things, for my poorly drawn comics and other things that use that particular brush (it’s the Narinder Pencil if you want to know), and I don’t like enlarging pictures drawn with it because the lines get all blurry and it loses its texture. Prior to the Charcoal Cheese comic, for my poorly drawn comics I tended to enlarge the sketch to fit the screen, and then I’d completely redraw the lines. But here, I had already colored the whole thing, plus it was multiple layers to redraw, so I didn’t want to. But I couldn’t just crop down the canvas to fit it because my square canvases are already 500x500 pixels, they’re very small (and also I think the small size might account for why they may not show up in the best quality, but I’ve been using this size for over 2 years and I’m set with it, and I feel like changing would be too much effort). And I feel like making it even smaller would just tank the quality even more

Though to be honest, I’m glad I made a second version with my proper sketching process, as I was better able to figure out her colors and design

Speaking of her design, yeah this is sort of what I’m thinking for her look, at least in terms of hair, dough and eye color. She’s not gonna keep the braid though, that’s just a kid thing

I feel like maybe I should give her streaks, but I’m not sure where to put them or what color

Also I realize that I forgot to put KitKats on her design. I wasn’t planning to originally since this is a little kid’s outfit, but also in some of the artbook drawings, young Dark Choco had small Oreo shoulderpads, so maybe she should have something similar. I had an idea for her wearing tiny KitKat shoulderpads, but I forgot them. Ah well

Hmm, does she look like a purecacao kid? I’m looking at her and I feel like she looks more like her own character than related to them. Maybe it’s the lack of streaks

Oh yeah, and one more thing I want to add, I’ve decided she’s a post-canon kid, as in Pure Vanilla and Dark Cacao got together after the events of the Dark Flour War and canon in general. The story in my head goes that Dark Cacao developed feelings for Pure Vanilla, but was hesitant to tell him about it, maybe because he’s socially awkward and wasn’t sure how to, maybe because Pure Vanilla and White Lily had something going on and he didn’t want to stir up drama between them. But regardless, Dark Cacao felt that it wasn’t so much of a big deal since they were immortal, he could tell him when he felt it was right. But then the Dark Flour War happened and Pure Vanilla seemingly died, with Dark Cacao never telling him how he felt. But then years later, Pure Vanilla came back, and while Dark Cacao was of course overjoyed, it also caused him to realize that even being immortal, they don’t have all the time in the world, and he needed to tell Pure Vanilla how he felt, and so during the events of Odyssey, he confessed to Pure Vanilla, and then likely sometime after Dark Enchantress’s defeat, they got together, and later had this girl

Also this means she has a (probably) 30+ year older brother in Dark Choco, but it’s all good

I feel bad just keeping her unnamed, but I don’t know what to call her. *sigh*

Any suggestions?

But yeah, I just wanted to show y’all this idea. Don’t know when I’ll be finishing her, but I’ll draw her officially at some point

[froyosluvss]

𓏲 The King 𓂃 ៸៸ huang renjun

— 𖤐₊˚ 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 - conan gray ♡̷̷—

·˚୨୧ ☁️ college au, gn reader, bisexual reader, playboy/girl reader ? ♡

huang renjun. you liked him. a lot. but you didn’t wanna believe it completely, so you tried to avoid the feeling by going out on dates with others and dating other people and such. but it never really worked. and renjun knew you liked him.

renjun sometimes felt like he has nothing to offer though. but then he reminds himself that he’s the only one who can make you feel right. always.

…

you were talking with renjun, trying to ignore your heart skipping a beat every time he smiles or just even talks.

“y/n…” he starts. you look him in the eyes with a face that tells him to continue.

“y/n, you… you like me right?” he asks, wanting to tease you.

you blush at his question, “wha-!? no? why would i like someone like you?! you’re…” you trail off, trying to think of things to say, but you couldn’t, so you just ended up saying: “you’re boring.”

renjun smiles. a teasing smile.

he moved closer to you. you try not to think anything, trying to ignore your feelings. he moves next to you ear, and whispers;

“i know i’m the only one you think of at night. lying is bad you know babe?” he teases more.

those words made your face all the way down to you neck red.

“uhm.. renjun, i completely forgot i had something to do today! yeah, i have to help a friend with something! so i’ll get going now, bye!” you say quickly before running off.

renjun chuckles.

…

“you always talk to me like as if you’re really bothered,” renjun says

“you should know the answer to that, renjun.” you deadpan.

“okay… so then why do you always pick up my calls?” he teases again, a smirk making its way to show on his face.

you were speechless, if you were being honest. you weren’t expecting that.

“don’t you have a girl that can make you feel nice?” he says, his smirk only growing wider.

“i think… that might be a sign.. maybe a giveaway?” he asks, but it sounding more of a statement than a question.

“wh-.. renjun, i don’t know what you mean.” you say, trying to ignore your burning cheeks.

…

“am i your world? would you die if i died?” renjun asked suddenly, which caught you off guard; “ye- i- i mean, no, obviously.” you stutter.

“i noticed how other guys and girls never made you feel comfortable, or, right.” he corrects.

“y/n, be honest, what are you thinking of right now?” he asks.

“you.” you state, but realizing what you had said, you quickly try to change it, “i- i mean-! not you. totally, anything but you.” you say.

“hmm?” he smirks once again, “why are you thinking of me? don’t you supposedly “hate me”?” he questions teasingly.

“i said i’m not thinking about you!” you exclaim as your ears begin to turn bright red.

“y/n, don’t you ever wonder why you can’t ever stay with someone else other than me?” renjun asks.

your eyes sparkle a little, actually interested in what he has to say (not like you’re never not interested in what he has to say).

renjun took notice of the sparkle in your eyes, “well, y/n, the answer is quite obvious, actually! because it’s right in front of your face.” he exclaims.

you give a confused look.

renjun sighs, “you like me, obviously!” he exclaims with a grin, “it’s so painfully obvious it actually makes me feel bad for you.” he says.

“so why do you always try to leave me and go for someone else? when you know fully well i’m the only one you’ll ever truly love.” he states, (confidently, may i add).

this makes you surprised, but also very flustered.

“i’m supreme, y/n, choose me.” renjun says just before you check the time to not stare at his eyes. you notice it was time for your class, “i- uhm… sorry, renjun, class time for me.” you say with a sheepish smile as you show him the time on your phone.

renjun’s expression drops, but he isn’t surprised. “okay, bye, see you later.” he waved as he begins walking away.

“other lovers give you no luck. because you’ve only ever fallen in love with me.” he murmurs.

…

after your class ended, renjun walked through the hallways, trying to look for you. once he finds you, he finds you talking to a girl, most likely flirting. trying to get her number. renjun scoffs, and walks away, letting you get that number, he doesn’t care. he knows you’ll just come back straight to him after being done. hence why he lets you date every person in the world and complain about your love life of not being able to find a lover.

“kinda cliche how i’m always the only one at the end of the day.” renjun laughs softly

…

as you talk to this girl from your class, you suddenly remember renjun’s words.

“you like me, obviously!” remembering those words made you flush. and the girl noticed it too, “y/n? are you okay?” she asked, worry taking over her face.

“hm? oh yeah, i’m totally fine, anyway, can i have your number?” you ask shamelessly.

the girl was surprised to say the least, but gave you her number nonetheless. “thanks, i’ll call you later!” you say as you wave goodbye to her. she shyly waved back.

once you turned your head around to face forward, you immediately begin to look for renjun. you don’t know why but you suddenly felt so alone at the moment. like a wave of reality just hit you so suddenly.

though before you went to find renjun, you pulled out your phone and dialed someone else’s number. you didn’t really care who it was really, you just wanted to see if you found more comfort with someone else other than him.

they didn’t pick up. so you called another… nothing. and so you called another one; and you ended up being sent to voicemail again. you did this with all your other contacts. all being the same ending.

“ugh… why won’t they pick up?!” you cry.

it’s left you with no other choice but to call renjun.

you scroll up to find his name, once found, you call him.

and almost immediately after, you hear a soothing “hello?” against your ear.

“y/n? what’s up?” he asks through the call.

you didn’t respond for a few seconds, “y/n? what’s wrong? did something happen?” he asks again, worried.

you hesitate to answer, “… hey, jun… can i come over to your place right now..?..” you finally say.

renjun was confused, but nonetheless, he let you come over. he wouldn’t want his best friend feeling alone.

…

you arrived to his place and let yourself in. you walked to renjun’s bedroom and sat on his bed, waiting for him to arrive.

“looking for the one, ha, i’m so stupid, why do i keep running away… i love one person and one person only, it’s obviously you…” you mumbled to yourself as you fiddle with a random object laying around renjun’s desk.

the implied person then walked into the room, “hey y/n. you okay?” he asked, concerned.

“yea, it’s just… i don’t know… i just suddenly felt lonely,” you laughed, “i’m pathetic, yes, i know.” you sigh as you stand and walk towards renjun, now standing in front of him.

“no, i never said that?” he hugs you. you hug him back.

“you were basically implying it though.” you say as you tighten your embrace on him.

“ugh, anyway, you win. i’ve been defeated. i like you. no, i love you. i love you so much you don’t even know.” you finally confess.

renjun smiles at this.

“oh i definitely know.” he says with a chuckle following after

“i love you too, idiotic person.” he hugs you tighter, moving you side to side softly.

“i’m glad.” you almost tear up, you don’t know why, but you did.

“i wanna kiss you now.” you say bluntly.

renjun laughs, “sure, why not.”

…

✎ ᝰ 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜 ᥐ ៸៸ huang renjun

# qingxings

[formula-fun]

“Not a happy story”?????????

I was already really worried the last time you said the last chapter was going to be so full of angst. Now I’m just really really worried at the possible sequel.

Forgot to say hi first lol. Hi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Though I suppose overall for me who is a “life sucks so much already I’m not reading angst in my spare time”, rreereading your story so many times has sort of trained(?) me for it, because I kind of know that sitting through the pain only gave me such sweet intimacy later.

Or maybe we just have different understanding of angst? Because for me once they have established the foundation of trust that “no matter what happens we are going to be here for each other, for the championships, the pregnancies, the parenting, the long-distance relationship and the so sweet life together” , then is just growing into themselves, growing up, and growing stronger. Not to mention even if said foundation was not acknowledged out loud (yet?) they are still actually actively trying to baby trap each other hahahaha.

So I was just sort of doing rereads and calmly waiting for the next chapters, now you say the sequel(if it happens) is going to be not happy?????? They have a baby! That’s grounds for a happy story(in fiction) right???? Right??

Haha in truth I’m just ready for anything you decide really.

Hopefully your projects are coming along better, I studied finance and maths which were in no way as stressful as architecture, and I still jumped between “if they want my (tuition) money they would let me graduate right?” “What was I thinking picking this subject my brain is not built for this” and “just let me die” most of the time. Of course you would pull through!!!!!!

Xxxxxxoooooooxxxxxxooooo

Hahha helloooo!! i love that my askbox is known to be a place to say hi now dkdfjdfkjdjk dear random person somewhere in the world we are at the same stoplight and i am waving at you from my car <3 This got super long so ill put a cut line

Hmm so I think maybe angst was the wrong word then! its not gonna be a happy story in the sense that the plot wont be 'max and charles live happily ever after with a baby', theres still going to be some shit going on. Ur 100% right that there's always sweetness scattered in within that, it's not just angst for the sake of angst, and they'll at least be able to outright support each other in the sequel without like jumping through hoops to quantify what they are to each other or whatever. So in that sense maybe what i mean is more that it won't be a fun fairytale epilogue kind of vibe, there will still be stuff they need to figure out?

also this is going to sound so pretentious im so sorry but the first two fics are heavily heavily written around the idea of gender. if you cut max and charles out of the entire rest of it it's just a story about two equals who love each other and are trying to find a common language to communicate that, but once you add in gender roles and expectations and judgement it all becomes this huge fucking mess even though the core of it is something so simple. the sequel is probably going to be kind of similar, but more along the lines of defining what a family is to them outside of their own expectations or trauma. so ya sorry to summarize theres room for intimacy and happiness and love and all that but there's also a heaviness if that makes sense. Kinda like what we have now

they also have just basic issues honestly. newborns cant really fly so max cant travel with charles for a lot of the beginning of the season. charles wants to be home as much as he can but he's kinda torn between his family and his job. they miss each other! the baby misses her mom!! kinda screws with everyones head a little, especially max who grew up without a mother! they try their best but its just hard sometimes my friend

and thank youuuuu honestly that's where i'm at with school rn!! we had 3 more hours of presentations yesterday (had to do the project over the weekend) and literally as soon as the last group was done we got assigned 3 versions of a 5 floor apartment building which we have to present tomorrow? this on top of the essay due today, the other one due thursday and the third one due next tuesday??? me and my friends just looked at each other in silence and apparently we were all fantasizing about dropping out djfkdfkjdfj they're trying to weed out our class rn though and im sorry but if admin want me gone theyre going to have to kill me

anyway thank you so much my dear!!! im sorry this is one big long ramble but hopefully it answered your questions!!

[thevivification]

@self-scammer-inc idk if you're awake as I post this (and idk if you’ve done sumeru yet) BUT I've been doing a lot of sumeru exploration and I kept thinking about him when I got near the desert so I filled almost an entire page of my sketchbook with doodles cause. yeah

Notes and note transcript under the cut

I wanted to add onto his design a bit more and I believe we talked about him having quite the amount of jewelry so I tried adding onto that. The hat was mainly cause I think he’d do good with a hat (shields eyes from sun + if you add something like a veil it works as a shield for the eyes) but the hat is definitely more of an optional thing

Upgraded the poncho to look more like something akin to Collei’s scarf but that design idea is still a “hmm” for me (hence why the actual scarf bits are not that visible)

You mentioned something about him being a physical DPS/burst support combo (well the burst support is a me idea, gives him more versatility) and while I’m not exactly sure what element he would have (Vex magic and Abyss magic are definitely more like plot devices for now) so I made The Vial more ambiguously elemental

While I’m not sure about the weapon ability and design I think I like the general concept of what I have here. Also I went with polearm design cause I felt like drawing them so maybe sooner or later I’ll draw a sword for him

OH ALSO I forgot to add that Concocted Infuser can be stacked up to 4 times max. I’m thinking a lot about game design as of recent idk why

note transcript (+ more additional notes cause yay):

I have severely misjudged the variety of sumeru lotus flowers.

Generic pink lotus/water lily = wears most often Nilotpala Lotus = alternate1 Kalpata Lotus = alt2 Padisarah = something special (I forgot about Viboyas aha I’ll explain sometime in future. also yes I know lotus and water lilies are different things and that Cub probably had a water lily and not a lotus in the initial design but shhh)

*a sketch of the start of an attack pattern*

kind of throw upwards? beginning of atk pattern idea?

*a picture of a vial of something*

The Vial Made from various chemicals/elements Plays part to his atk patterns (I believe I was referring to skill and burst)

*sketch of gi!Cub’s right hand*

right hand as ref rings usually wears rings w/o gloves lol bracelets (I added a 4-pointed star/primogem symbol to the glove to mess with identity speculations. in-universe I think he adds primo symbols for that exact reason, to mess with people)

*sketch of an updated gi!Cub design. I’ve given him a hat*

hat still has flower on ear specially-made material *pointing to shirt*

*sketch of a polearm called “✦ The Oasis ✦” (love it when Cub adds the little symbols to his tools and stuff). It’s design is similar to that of the dragonspine spear except the spearhead is more traditional and instead of calcium-like wrapping it is wrapped in the vines of a kalpata lotus. a single kalpata lotus blooms near the head*

Kalpata lotus Kalpata vines might modify design a bit. It’s kinda generic but I have no ideas atm so it’ll just stay like this *pointing to weapon ability* what I have as an idea for a minute (might add EM buff??)

atk % or physical DMG bonus Abyssal Merger (name in progress) Every time the active character activates a skill or a burst, all party members will gain the “Concocted Infuser” effect. This effect increases movement speed by 10%, reduces stamina cost of charged attacks by 20% and increases atk by 20-45% for 10 seconds. (Might reduce the effect duration and might remove the movement speed buff. Also I forgot to add that the ability can be stacked to 4 at maximum and there’s a 3-5 second cooldown for after the effect’s duration. The things in bold are stats that can be affected by refinement)

*A sketch of a possible elemental burst frame. He’s holding the vial while side-eyeing or looking at the camera. I left it vague on purpose*

Possible burst? (I think him throwing the potion to the ground and the affected area looks like light blue glazed terracotta (aka Vex Magic) would be cool. idk what it does but it would look cool)

[notalwaysright]

Check The Checks But Cash The Cash!

https://notalwaysright.com/?p=258142 I’m a bank teller. The local school district banks at our location, and they always have large amounts of checks to drop off for deposit. One such deposit has just arrived. The lady dropping it off has her child with her, who is asking for candy. I turn around, grab our candy basket, and hold it out to the kid. The kid grabs a lollipop, and they go on their way. I get to work, totaling up the deposit, and realize that it’s off by several hundred dollars. I add up the checks two more times and get the same amount each time. The branch manager is walking by as I’m trying to figure it out. Manager: “Need my help?” Me: “Yes, please. The deposit is off [amount] and I’m stuck. I’ve added the checks up three times.” She comes behind the line and adds them up. She frowns, picks up the deposit slip, and studies it. Manager: “Okay, so the check total is correct. Wait! I think I found it. Was there any cash with this deposit?” Me: “No, just checks.” Manager: “They have [amount over $500] in cash noted on this deposit.” I grab the deposit slip and stare at it. Sure enough, in tiny print, it’s indicated on the “cash” line. Me: “All she gave me was a pile of checks. No cash.” Manager: “You’re sure?” Me: “Yes.” Manager: “Hmm. I’m gonna do some digging. Don’t panic.” She heads back to her desk. Meanwhile, I am panicking, because missing that much cash is a fireable offense. Several minutes later, she calls me over. She looks furious. Manager: “I need you to watch this and tell me exactly what you see.” She pulls up the camera feed from my station. In the video, the school district representative takes out a pile of cash and a pile of checks but only hands me the checks. She sets the cash on the counter. When I turn away to grab the candy basket, she sweeps the cash back into her purse. Manager: “Well?” Me: “Looks like that cash sprouted legs.” Manager: “Have a seat. I emailed [Fraud Department Manager] and now I’m going to call the district office.” She puts the phone on speaker and dials the person in charge of bank deposits. Manager: “Yes, hi. My name is [Manager] and I’m the manager of [Branch]. It looks like your deposit is missing the cash portion today. I was wondering if maybe your representative forgot to give it to my teller.” District: “Nope, she came back with an empty bank bag. Maybe you should check your teller.” Excuse me?! I open my mouth to say something, but she holds up a hand. Manager: “Here’s the deal. I reviewed the security footage and it looks like a stack of cash vanished into your rep’s purse when my teller turned around. Our fraud department is aware and ready to speak to you if there’s any doubt.” Silence on the line. Manager: “Or would you prefer [City] police?” District: “That’s not necessary. She’ll be back within the hour.” They hang up. Manager: “Mind if I join you behind the teller line?” About fifteen minutes later, the representative from earlier breezes back in with a huge smile on her face. She comes to my window and plops the cash on the counter. The manager appears behind me with her arms folded and a ferocious scowl. Representative: “Hi! Silly me, can’t believe I missed this!” Me: “I saw the security footage.” Representative: “Um… well, you see—” Me: “Nope. You tried to pin this on me. There’s no excuse.” She turns bright red. Representative: “Can I go now?” Me: “No. I’d like you to wait until I count this.” Manager: “And then I’m going to have our vault teller verify it. We’d hate for any to go missing.” Representative: *Mumbles* “That’s fair.” It is correct, and the representative shuffles out. The branch manager nods in satisfaction. Manager: “Not at my branch, lady.” Source: https://notalwaysright.com/?p=258142

[hard-core-super-star]

good morning! I was so tired yesterday that I forgot most of what I wrote so it will be a surprise for me to read it all again 😶 ALSO, EXCUSE ME??? I wake up and see that you posted a fic, I was expecting something cute (it was cute) and I got punched in the middle of the face!! I love parker!reader because I wanted to be spider-man sooooo bad, but I'm halfway there because I'm miles morales coded, it's more than enough to make this girl here happy 🙏

not even with a second star...? Hjdkaajk I would like to know how I make this easy, would you tell me? 👀

to preserve myself I will neither confirm nor deny this. you have a point there, but by the way the carriage is going your star won't arrive anytime soon. I won't be waiting. oh that's good, because I don't like doing that either and it's not like I wasn't climbing the walls with that last fic you posted. since we're not talking about alpha!Kate, will there be more of this, like a part 2 or something like that? asking a friend-

c'mon, I'm trying but you're not helping at all! I could easily say aww and laugh at the same paragraph again because I definitely see an opening. why financial compensation?? I just laughed! OH- you're threatening me with the sad eyes emoji?? again!?!?!?

thanks. i am still learning. YOU- JDHKSAKAK It's always a phrase that matches the context, how is that possible 😭

yeah? why does portuguese scare you? 🤔 there's definitely a lot to add, but in a way you kind of left the idea complete??? she knows what that feeling is like and not wanting anyone else to go through the same thing and not wanting to drag people down with her is so- this makes me think that she hates being alone but thinks that maybe it's the best thing just so she doesn't bring someone into this mess that she is (I'm pretty sure I said exactly what you said). anyway she just needs a hug damn ☹️

– 🌟

good morning! i''ve been awake for a while but i have a feeling my responses will still be messy af 😶 at least i only have one class today and then i'm free to freak out over my assignments. i love being unpredictable like that :) but yeah, i tried to make it cute to counteract the sadness. i honestly feel that, i liked tobey's version of spiderman a lot but andrew's is...i honestly can't decide if i want to be him or with him [and i'm gay af lmao] miles morales coded, you say? interesting.

hmm, i might be convinced with a second star but idk. it kinda sounds like you'd be willing to bribe me 👀 i could tell you but then i'd have to delete my blog so, these thoughts will stay in my mind.

hmmm, i think that just proves my point further but sure. well, considering you were offering me another star to get me to admit you were right, i'm not too worried about my second star not arriving. good 'cause it's not like that's what i'm going to do later today. i'm so glad we're both on the same page about this 'cause it'd be awful if you kept doing it. i'm definitely not very excited that you're not asking about a part 2 to alpha!kate. and because you're not asking and i'm not excited i won't tell you that i really, really, want to do a part 2 but idk what i want the plot to be. i could just suck it up and do like...multiple fics in one, like a look-through of the relationship starting from when alpha!kate rescues R. but idk. i certainly wouldn't like to hear your thoughts on this.

how is it my fault that you're laughing at me??? you could just say aw and move on, you don't have to laugh 😑 you don't think that requires financial compensation? i'm out here being vulnerable and you're laughing. i'm one sentence away from spamming the sad eyes emoji.

like i said, you're doing great, i might have to pull out my handy emily dickinson poetry book and really test you. i honestly don't know how i do it either, i just associate a lot of words with things so when i see an opening i drop a reference.

i don't know, it just feels like a lot to tackle which is, again, ironic since you could argue all the other languages i've chosen are difficult af to learn. i think it just scrambles my brain when i hear it spoken out loud 'cause i can catch some words while others sound very different. my ideas are anything but complete lmao. that's exactly what i mean. although i do wonder how much of it is just me projecting lmao. it's just striking that someone so talkative and excitable has like...zero friends. that we see anyway. and considering how loyal she is, you'd imagine there'd be at least one reference to her friends. which definitely adds to why she instantly attaches herself to clint. like yes, she's trying to prove herself but also, she doesn't really have anyone else. i definitely agree that being alone is sort of a defense mechanism for her and that's probably why i love her sort-of friendship with yelena. they compliment each other in a way they both so desperately need, even if they won't admit it. hard agree with that last point, see all my headcanons about kate being touchstarved af.

[thoughtfullyluckyperson]

Hello do you have any vampire Knight fic recs?

I do, nonnie! But they'll mostly be Kaname/Zero fics, that's my VK otp. And mostly long fics since I just love long fics the best. Sorry for the wait, I had to refresh my memory and check my ereader’s fic folder. So, here we go.

Crimson Door, Blood Moon and Secrets in the Dark and all fics of Blackened Wing’s AU universe. I would suggest reading three main fics in this particular order and then reading smaller ones however you please (they’re mostly missed scenes and side stories and they don’t impact the main plot much; my favorite is Five Hundred Miles, aka the jungle survival story). Anyone who had read something in VK probably had already read this, since it’s the fic(s) that kinda formed kaze fandom. But still, they should be here just in case someone somehow missed them. 

That’s a canon divergence AU that forks from the canon on rather early chapters, so many latest canon plot twists don’t happen here (Kaname is not Kuran the Ancestor but young orphaned Kuran heir and Yuuki is not a vampire/his relative, from big ones) and many things are also unique to this universe. Which makes it so delightful, but also sucks because you won’t find it anywhere else. And I kinda like how this universe unfolds more than canon one. It’s pretty slowburn at first and then has plenty of smut later on (and what a smut! if you need a finest vampire smut, it’s the right choice, everything that could be done with one’s neck/teeth/blood is done here and what couldn’t is done too lol). Relationship is mostly m/m, but the story goes through f/m/m threesome phase at some point (there is no f/m/m smut in major fics but it’s present in a couple of smaller ones). I personally hate threesomes tbh, but here is the rare case when I don’t mind, it adds to the story and isn’t so big too. “Secrets in the Dark” is unfinished but the main plot is already over at that point, so it doesn’t leave you hanging. Though there are unresolved mysteries left for a sequel that didn’t happen, but you can read it as finished too. Sorry for babbling but I just love it. It’s not without flaws ofc, don’t let me raise your expectations sky-high, but read it if you didn’t. 

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5428521/1/Hold-Me-Now-It-s-My-Turn it’s a kaze sequel to Zero/Yuuki long fic but you can read it on its own. At least, I did so. It’s a family drama set like 30 years into future. Zero marries human Yuuki, they get their happily ever after, but after a few dozen happy years Yuuki dies from an illness. Zero doesn’t really have reason to live anymore, and he doesn’t want to be Kaname’s charity case but Kaname can’t let him go. So there is a widower-with-kids Zero and Kaname who pined after him for years.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4600471/1/The-Other-Half-Of-Myself from the same author as the previous (they have some smaller fics too, look in their profile) That’s a very peaceful undramatic unproblematic school romance, as sweet as it can get. “Kimi Ni Todoke KaZe edition, the fic“ basically lmao, if you ever watched KNT. A tad boring for me personally because it’s so undramatic, but nice.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5629351/1/Unholy-Matrimony A very popular fic with an accidental-marriage-in-Vegas trope and then some spy shenanigans and mad scientists etc. Kinda a bit OOC-ish for my taste but enjoyable enough read anyway. There is a sequel too, it’s unfinished but close to it, so it won’t leave you all frustrated.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5053495/1/The-Stranger Total AU, Wild West, Zero, Ichiru and Yuuki are orphaned siblings living in the middle of nowhere and one day they find a wounded stranger. Of course they have to save him, of course there is something wrong with him (as in, he’s not quite human), of course there are people searching for him and they’re not nice... Here is an author I feel conflicted about - on one hand, it’s a quite good author, on the other, our kinks/squicks differ a lot and ff.net doesn’t have tag system so you never really know when something squicky is going to jump on you. But I remember “The Stranger” being mostly ok in that regard so I can recommend it (don’t read the mini side story tho if you aren’t into incest; oh, and Kaname is an asshole but what’s new). From what I’ve also read of this author (because when there is not enough content, you get less picky and more brave heh), “A strange relationship“ has rather abrupt angst ending but you can kinda fix it in your head, “The right to choose“ sent me to Pluto with a pro-life stance of some characters even when I was ready for the forced pregnancy trope, “A place for us“ has various incest, infidelity, gerontophilia, rape, everyone-just-wants-Zero and so on. So beware. But if your kinks will align or you’re not easily squicked, then you find a lot of decently written multichapter and complete stuff to read.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5596000/1/His-Eyes I remember it as a classic Cross Academy kaze story. You know, with patrols, uniforms, screaming Night Class fangirls, full moons, jumping from windows, secret meetings in a forest, exchanging blood for favors, falling in love with a rival... Nothing groundbreaking but I remember liking it quite a bit. Though now the notes say that the author edited smut out to save it from ff.net or something and I’m not sure if it’s worth reading in this state. I have an old unedited version saved in epub format tho, so if you’re desperate, probably it wouldn’t be a giant crime to share it.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5318440/1/Beginnings, https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5421652/1/First-Times, https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5709621/1/Pleasure-Dome A trilogy of non-vampire AU oneshots I remember being decent. Kaname and Zero are university students who meet in a nightclub.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7359668/1/Unexpectedly-Close-To-The-Edge it’s most likely abandoned and I typically don’t like to read abandoned stories and not sure about recommending them. But this one kinda stands pretty far from typical roads and I was intrigued enough to try. It’s pretty dark so be careful, there are rather brutal scenes of torture, rape and pedophilia I had to skim through (not between kaze and not shown as something good, but still). Timeskip after Yuuki leaves with Kaname, a rewrite of vampire society, purebloods are monsters and it’s shown in all gore-y details, Rido is alive (again), Yuuki is dead, Kaname is dying, there are intrigues of various levels, Zero is in the middle of this shit storm as a burnout bitter hunter mistreated by the hunter association. It’s like “VK meets Berserk” or so. I would’ve really liked to know how it ended, huh.

King's Gambit, Knight's Tour A short post-canon character study, it kinda strikes the nerve for me. Can recommend the author in general, I like their other fics too.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31540631 One more of theirs, Kaname is a Hannibal-esque serial killer and Zero is his grumpy flatmate

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8173330/1/Servant This fic needs more love. A well crafted story which takes all the canon into consideration and works with parts that are not so exploited in fandom. AU where it’s Kaname who turns Zero and it changes the flow of story in interesting ways (Zero doesn’t meet Yuuki etc). It’s angsty though, and the ending is kinda intertwined with the canon too. (Oh, here it is on ao3)

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7804163/1/My-Eternity Another unfinished one but I hope it’s a very slow in-process and not abandoned. Very slowburn AU where Kaname slowly grows fond of Zero instead of Yuuki in their childhood and it changes things with Rido etc.

Some of these fics I had read pretty long ago though so I’m not sure if I’d like them right now or not. And it’s an old fandom, not very alive recently, so old fics tend to have certain tropes or manner of writing etc. Sorry if it’d be the case for you. But I hope you’ll find something you like :) 

(Also, if you’ll be searching for more, ff.net is your friend (albeit a cruel one, since, well, no tags). The majority of VK fics are archived there since ao3 was not a thing back when the fandom was most active. It’s a thing with many old fandoms. But you don’t have to read stuff on ff.net itself, it’s quite uncomfortable for longer reads. There are apps for downloading fics from there as epub/mobi/txt/pdf files and reading offline on your device. I personally use FanfictionDownloader for PC, and here or here you can do it online too).

UPD: Here is an old rec thread where other pairings can be found too.

[hiraya-rawr]

On Screen (SAGAU 1)

about: conversations with the characters as you play the game. it's only a matter of time before the divine creator descends.

note: this fun drabble series focuses on interactions with the characters. they are all aware that they are "playable characters" and they recognize you as a higher sort of god.

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"It's just- I saved so much primogems for you yet I still lost the 50/50." You explain to Xiao. The yaksha stands idly above Pervases' temple, the only place you can talk to him as a non-Xiao haver. Thank archons for the lantern rite festival allowing you to see other characters!

"Conquering demons is what I do. With or without your help, I'd still continue my work." To Xiao, you were an almost dream-like voice in his head. He knows that you exist as a form beyond his world and that they were made for you. This awareness was something ingrained in every being of Teyvat after all, especially for the vision holders.

"Still... I guess I just really want you to have the Primordial Jade Spear. Hutao is using it for now, but I'll be sure to get her Staff of Homa eventually." You smile, and although Xiao couldn't see it, he feels a warmth easing his karmic debt.

Later, he wonders how he could get on a meteorite for your "wish". He doesn't quite understand the complexities of the sacred texts. Maybe he should ask Zhongli for help.

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"Let's go, time is against us."

"I know you're busy, Keqing, but I just need to run through this domain real quick." You say as you place her in your party next to Zhongli.

"Hm? I'm surprised to see the Wangsheng Funeral parlor consultant here. I know you're quite skilled in many aspects, but I didn't expect it to extend to combat as well." Keqing says, facing the man next to her. They were standing in a space-like area of constellations, the party screen while you decide on who else to add.

Zhongli simply smiles, "Oh. I'm quite familiar with sparring, but the rest of my abilities thanks to this divine guidance." What a big fat lie, you think

You laugh nervously, wondering if it would be alright to use his burst or if it would resemble Rex Lapis' powers too much. As you add the next characters on the screen, you notice Keqing and Zhongli talking away.

"You... have Rex Lapis plushies in your home?" Zhongli tries to hide the amusement in his voice, but the sly smile he hides behind his hand was evident to you.

"Not that I idolize him or anything. It's merely like any other citizen of Liyue. What are a few items of their god?" Keqing tries to cover up her situation with a growing blush, eyes averting away. How Zhongli managed to coax out such information is beyond you.

"I see. I'm somewhat the same. Not quite a fan, but I am interested in his many stories." He smiles and you facepalm.

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"Stop fighting or I'll leave the two of you in the party screen overnight!" You scold the two brothers men.

Kaeya shakes his head, "This wouldn't be happening if someone isn't so obsessed with his hatred over the knights."

"Obsessed? Me?" Diluc scoffs, looking away.

You sight, you just want to finish this event quickly.

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"Ningguang, I'm sorry!"

"You... had me swim in my own pavilion." Her face was one of frozen shock, clothes soaking wet.

"I'm really sorry! I completely forgot that you don't like that. I'll um- I'll ascend you to level 50?"

"I have no interest in combat."

"I'll ah- earn more mora from the leylines and spend it in the harbor?"

"Hmm... Those leylines do generate quite the amount. Make it two leylines and I'll consider forgetting this ordeal."

"Deal!"

"And please, don't bring Ganyu or Keqing with you. We're short-staffed as is."

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"The Fatui?!" Diluc glares at the starry space of the party screen.

"Aw comrade-" You quickly take Childe out of the party, switching him with Jean.

"You left literal children with a Fatui harbinger-" The pyro user says in exasperation, hand quickly rubbing at his forehead.

"Klee had fun! Mister said he's the greatest toy salesman in all of Teyvat!" Klee chirps, jumping up and down, "He said he'll give me a ruin guard toy! They're called um.. sai.. saiclops? Mr. Cyclops!"

Sayu continues napping in a corner.

"He's safe, I promise! He won't hurt anyone here!" You say to your screen. Diluc opens his mouth to reply but was promptly cut off by Jean.

"I'm sure their divine holiness is right. We don't have to worry as long as she's watching over the children."

Jeanluc moment, you think to yourself. Maybe you should expose them to their own ships next time?

"Fine.." Diluc sighs, crossing his arms. "Although now there's another problem — we are not bringing children to this domain. What is their grace thinking!"

"It'll be fine! The level is low and I'll use a DEF boost. No one's getting hurt." You quickly say, "Besides, Jean can always burst heal in the worse case scenario!"

Diluc grumbles in defeated and Jean hesitantly nods her head. Wait till they see Klee's damage output, you think.

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masterlist

[shokobuns]

“𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐛𝐫𝐨?”

your irritating step brother likes to come in your room during your zoom classes.

PAIRING: stepbro!gojo satoru x f!reader

GENRE(S): smut, quarantine!au (au? LMAO), college!au, taboo

WORD COUNT: 2.7k

WARNING(S): darkish, smut, drug use (weed), high sex, stepcest, taboo, slight dubcon, slight manipulation, exhibitionism (if you squint), sensory deprivation (blindfold), degradation, size kink, unprotected sex, creampie, oral (f receiving), squirting, dacryphilia (if you squint)

(A/N): this rly do be my first time using proper capitalization huh, anyways all characters, SORRY I FORGOT TO ADD THE READ MORE I FIXED IT 

More.

One thing you easily learned about Satoru was the fact he wasn’t easy to satisfy. He’s demanding, cocky, all the while being nonchalant. He rarely exerts effort, but gets the desired results. He’s arrogant, but it’s nearly impossible to point out a flaw to counter it at all.

It makes your head hurt. It makes your teeth clench.

When you make eye contact, you make sure to stare back daggers. When you’re forced to talk to him, your voice stays monotone and expressionless. When you’re in a room with him for more than five minutes, your earbuds are already out, drowning out the sound of his voice. But it’s all difficult when you’re under the same roof.

Knock. Knock.

You roll your eyes at the sound of your step brother knocking your door, wondering what the hell he wants now. At this point, he’s probably just trying to annoy you, poke at your sides until he gets attention, any kind of attention, all just to satisfy his boredom.

Your calm demeanor and sharp tongue has always contrasted with Satoru’s teasing attitude. He’s always seemingly trying to provoke you, trying to pry apart the walls you’ve barricaded yourself in. His personality never rubbed you in the right way from the day your dad surprised you with a dinner with your new brother and your new mom. It didn’t matter anyways, you thought. You’d be going off to university soon enough.

The pandemic ran over all of your plans like a truck.

Better yet, your parents still had work without the option of staying home, leaving you and Satoru home alone for a little over eight hours a day. When he wasn’t in class or tutoring his juniors, he was knocking at your door, most likely red-eyed, though you can’t see it, and relaxed. Despite his persistence, you rarely let him in no matter how insistent he is in “getting to know his new lil sister.”

“Go away, Satoru.”

Behind the door, he pouts while you scribble down notes from the screenshared presentation. He comes in anyways, reeking of marijuana and cologne, half of his shirt buttons undone. You steal a small glance before once again glueing your eyes to your computer screen. The voice of your professor bores you, but you’re hyper aware of Satoru’s presence as he makes himself comfortable on your bed. “Get the fuck off! You stink!” You yell, turning off your camera before throwing a pencil right at him.

He catches it mid air with ease, relaxing his head on your pillows while fiddling with one of your many Sanrio plushies. “Can I have this?” he asks, holding one up as you contemplate its value in your head.

“If it gets you out of my room, then sure.” you reply in a monotone voice, turning back to your notes.

“You’re no fun,” he mumbles, rolling over to lay on his side with the plushie in his arms, “Is that organic chem?”

“Yeah, can you go now?”

“I’ll be quiet, princess. Don’t worry about me, just wanna know what my lil sis is up to.” He waits for a response, but is only rewarded with a huff.

It stays like that for the next ten minutes, him watching your professor’s lecture, you scrambling to write all of the information on the slides as he continues the fast paced lesson. You’re hyper focused on your class, putting in your effort to absorb the entirety of the content. In your mind, the only people in your room are your and your computer. “You know, you don’t have to understand everything all at once,”  a voice speaks up from behind you, causing you to purse your lips in annoyance, “It’s easier to learn when you’re actually paying attention to the lecture instead of focusing on trying to get everything down.

“We get it, Satoru. You have straight A’s and you’re naturally good at everything.”

“Hey, you’re getting advice from an aspiring teacher. Don’t need to use that tone with me, Princess.” He mumbles, rolling to his back on the bed, “Just tryna help you out in my free time.”

“I don’t need your help.”

He stays silent while you go back to drawing some of your basic compounds. Ethanol, methanol, propane, all of it. Your scribbles are messy and they progressively fill out the page in your notebook. You hear a tsk behind you, rolling your eyes as you prepare for another criticism from Satoru. Sure, he was probably right, but you refuse to feed into his ego. “Does he not link the slides to you guys or something?” he asks, this time with a friendlier tone.

“He does.” you reply, swiveling your chair until you’re facing him. He’s laying on his side again, his shirt spilling off his shoulder as your breath hitches at the sight. The blindfold is snug against his face, his hair pushed up. You’re sure that the stink of marijuana has rubbed onto your sheets and you make a mental note to wash them after class. “Then get high with me.”

“I’m in the middle of class, dumbass.”

“But you can always look at the slides later.” he suggests, “Plus, you’ve looked super stressed lately. Wonder why.”

Because of you, you want to say, but you stop yourself, opting to stay silent while pondering the offer. “Sure.”

He excitedly walks back to his room, returning to your bed seconds later with a joint between his fingertips. “This your first time?”

“Nah.”

“Ooooo,” he hums like a child, “That’s what you’re up to when we’re not around, huh?” he teases and you shake your head with a smile forming on your face.

“I guess.”

He shrugs, holding the joint up to your lips and lighting up the tip. You suck in the smoke into your lungs, holding it in, before exhaling out the screen door of your window. He takes a hit, opening his mouth and inhaling through his nose then passing it back to you. Your professor’s lecture fades into background noise as you fixate on Satoru, finally giving him the attention he’s been craving for weeks. He makes a mental note to offer you weed the next time he’s overcome by boredom.

The high hits you almost immediately. You’ve never had anything this strong and it’s liberating. You feel weightless, but your eyelids feel heavy. Your face is awfully warm and lifted and your vision gets more and more blurry by the second. The intoxication is pleasant, the present worries in your head being cut off as you focus on what’s right in front of you.

Satoru.

Satoru, your dear, irritating step brother who was kind enough to share the weed he stashes in his drawer. It’s getting harder and harder to hate him and you can’t reason why you felt so many negative emotions that you projected onto him at all. Sure, your room reeks and it’s all because of him, but the sight of him laying on your bed in a shirt that barely covers up his upper body makes your underwear feel uncomfortable. You don't know where it’s coming from, but shutting it out was easy when you’re sober. Key word: sober.

You stand from your desk, making your way to your bed and laying next to him. Both of you face each other, easily getting comfortable, warmth radiating off his body. It feels oddly intimate and your thighs press together in order to suppress the lustful feeling that takes over your body. Your arm comes around to the back of his head, tugging on the fabric that covers his eyes. “Can I take it off?”

“Sure.”

He lifts his head, allowing you to pull on the knot until it becomes undone. You don’t know what you were expecting, maybe a scar or something, but you’re in awe of the blue orbs that make you feel like you were staring into infinity. They’re bloodshot and half lidded and it’s when one fact you really didn’t want to accept hits you.

Satoru Gojo is one of the prettiest men you’ve ever seen.

And he’s your step brother.

Uneasiness stirs in your lower tummy and you curse at whatever higher power that decided to give you this type of luck, but a hand on your hip trails to your back, pulling your closer and closer until your faces are at a dangerous distance. You can feel your cheeks becoming alarmingly hot and you hate that you can’t blame it on the weed. His hand comes up to your cheeks, his thumb stroking the soft skin. “Thought you wanted me to go away?”

“Changed my mind.” you whisper, eyes slowly closing, lips parting open as you wait for him to lean in and close the gap.

“Hmm? What’s this?” he sneers, causing your eyes to shoot open and your body to jolt up from your bed. The hazy feeling on your head still remains, making it hard to stand completely straight. “Get out.” you sternly demand, leaning back on your desk chair and pointing towards your door.

“Why should I? I don’t think you really want me to leave, babe.” He props his head on his hand, leaning his elbow onto your mattress.

“It’s wrong.”

“What’s wrong? We’re just two people hanging out on a bed. Unless you were trying to do something else, dirty girl.”

“I- I wasn’t! You’re my step brother!”

“Step brother.” He repeats, justifying your actions.

You’re shaking, guilt occupying your mind keeping you distracted. It’s the perfect time for Satoru to get comfortable in the space between your legs, pulling down your loose shorts and taking you by surprise. Before you have a chance to protest, his nose brushes against your sensitive core, making you let out a squeak. “W-We can’t do this!”

“Didn’t you want this?” he questions, looking up at you with wide eyes, “Wanted me to take care of this pretty little pussy, right?”

You know you should be refusing. You know you should be pushing him out your door. But it’s so hard when his pupils are dilated and the grip on the sides of your thighs feels so right. At this point, you’re not thinking, only nodding along to whatever he’s saying, anticipating his next actions.

“So wet.” He mumbles, pulling down the flimsy fabric and throwing it off somewhere in the room. He licks a thick stripe from your entrance to your clit, sucking softly on the pearl while holding you down as the pleasure causes you to jolt upwards. He sucks and slurps like it’s his last meal, making your empty walls pulsate and little whines along with to leave your lips. Looking down, your eyes meet his, the lower half of his face immersed in your cunt.

The wet muscle fucks into you, curling and pressing against your walls, while his thumb rubs against your little clit. He hits all the right spots that make you squirm, pushing your legs wide open to see more of your ruined pussy. The wetness collects on his mouth, his chin, and his cheeks, filling him with a sick sense of satisfaction. “Such a whore, aren’t ya?” he pulls away to comment, but your fingers thread through his hair, pushing his head back where you need him most.

The action is assertive, something he usually hates dealing with. Though this time, he’s filled with a sick sense of pride at the fact that he was able to turn you, someone who seemed to hate him with a burning passion, into a moaning mess with just his mouth. He hums satisfactorily, sending vibrations into your sensitive core that make your thighs shaky.

You’re already cumming in an embarrassingly short time, gushing all over his face while he laps up all the juices you have to offer.

Before you can process anything else, his lips capture yours, lifting your body and dropping you onto your bed. You look at him with half lidded eyes, still sensitive from your last orgasm, while he pulls off his own clothes. His length rests on the inside of your thigh and he’s huge, so huge that it feels heavy against your skin and it scares you. “Satoru, I don’t think I can take you-”

“Shhh, princess,” he reassures you, “You started this. You have to take it.”

He doesn’t give you a chance to speak, taking the fabric of his blindfold and covering your eyes, tying a tight knot on the back of your head. This isn’t right, a voice in your head tells you, but you ignore it because Satoru treats you so well. He keeps you company, gives you some of his weed, eats your pussy without you having to ask him.

The only thing you can see is black and you whine. You so badly want to see Satoru’s pretty face, his chiseled body, his thick cock, but your thoughts are interrupted by the fat tip prodding at your tiny hole. “Too big..” your voice trails off as your mind is lifted, only the feeling of him splitting you in half remaining. You’ve never felt so full and it feels so dirty, yet your slick says otherwise, betraying any rational part that still resides in your body.

“I got you, Princess, don’t worry.” He slurs, drunk on the sensation of your snug walls. The stretch strings, whimpers spilling from your lips, but his cock hits every spot like no other. By the time he’s fully inside of you, it feels like he’s actually in your guts and it’s all intensified by the isolated feeling, not being able to see him at all. Every bite on your shoulder, every kiss on your open mouth, every delicious drag on your gummy walls is amplified.

You’re already cumming around him, a ring of cream forming on his cock as he gazes down at your bare body, wrapping his lips around a sensitive nipple. You squeal, your breath hitching at the same time you clamp down around his throbbing length. “Already? Such a sensitive little princess, aren’t you?” He mutters in your ear, your nails digging into his shoulders, piercing the pale skin. Tears spill from your eyes, flowing down the sides of your face.

His teeth sink into your shoulder and you want to tell him to stop, but the words don’t quite leave your lips. Only babbling noises accompanied by the wet sounds of your cunt and skin slapping against skin. He’s still pounding into your cervix at a relentless pace, in awe of how your slick drips down his balls and onto the white sheets. 

Every time he hits that sweet spot, there’s an odd feeling that forms, like you’re about to make a mess. And when your next orgasm washes over you in intense waves of euphoria, a clear liquid spurts from your cunny, coating his lower stomach and your inner thighs. “Who knew my little princess was such a messy girl?” he taunts, making your cheeks flush in embarrassment.

“S-shut up-”

“Don’t worry about it,” he leans in close, his lips dangerously close to your ear, “I’ll clean it all up.”

His smooth voice causes you to squeeze around him, almost like you don’t want him to ever leave your cunt, and it gets harder and harder for him to move. “Fuck, baby you’re so tight, need you to loosen up,” he mumbles, his own orgasm finally approaching, your little cunny milking him for all he’s worth. 

He’s rambling little praises, hot pleasure elevated by the high, his hips stuttering and his cock stuffing you to the brim with his warm seed. You both lay there, still intertwined and his body resting on top of yours.

“Ms. (L/N)! Did you have any questions about my lesson today?”

Your face drops in horror, your hand immediately pulling off the blindfold, as you push Satoru away from you and press the leave button on Zoom. A mix of your juices drop onto the floor and he chuckles, pulling you back to bed. “This isn’t over.”

He pins you back onto the mattress, his cock twitching at the sight of your leaking cunt, pulling your thighs until you’re close and pinning them to your chest. In one swift movement, his entire cock is shoved into your cunt, his balls slapping against the flesh of your ass with every thrust, fucking his cum back into your womb.

Gojo Satoru would never be satisfied.

[magicpumpkin3]

hewwo! if you feel like it, may i please have hc's for the twst first years (or dorm leaders) hearing Yuu scream and rushing in to see them cornered by a giant spider? totally not replicating the situation i found myself in earlier today

My first request! Gogndkfnodomsjckdbc-

Dorm leaders (+ MC) VS spider

Warning: Maybe A bit OCC; (SFW)

Kalim Al-Asim

The moment you let out a scream of terror, him and Jamil were at your doorstep. Aaand after seeing that it was a giant spider Kalim now has to save you and Jamil, who's having a heart attack.

In all honesty, he was scared a bit himself. It's a giant spider. In your bathroom. Who wouldn't be terrified?!

Kalim's first instinct was, what we all do when we see a spider in our bathroom. Flush it. And there he goes summoning his unique magic-

So imagen a suprise of the dorm students, when there's a giant wave of water leaves the bathroom with you guys and a giant spider.

After the incident, Kalim has to comfort you and Jamil (therapists for both of you, that's for sure). This sunshine spends a whole week with you nonstop (literally), making sure there's no spiders around! I hope you ain't complaining about snuggles 24/7.

Vil Schoenheit

When he hears your scream of terror, first thing Vil thinks, it is his haters. (Or his overprotective fans...). Rushing into your room, like his life depends on it, Vil is prepared to take his hills off and fight.

But when he sees that it was mere a bit bigger then every spider, he was ready to slap you. He messed up his hair, clothes and for what?! Okay, he'll get rid of it, just stop screaming.

Vil isn't angry at you, don't get him wrong. He was just worried! Imagine you on his place!

He'll scold you a bit and probably will tease you about it for a few hours but Vil isn't judging.He knows that everyone are afraid of something. Be it a spider or death itself.

He'll make some more space in his tight schedule to visit you a bit longer then usual (don't get used to it. It's only going to last till you fully cool down).

Riddle Rosehearts

This guy right here had no idea he could go that fast. Riddle was running like one crazy Sonic after he heard you screaming in the garden. Running into one of the mazes many turns, where you were, he screams "OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!!!" to punish whoever decided to scary or harm you.

At first, he only saw you pushing yourself more and more into one of the many corners of the maze. He was so confused, he didn't even hear your shoutings about a giant spider for a second.

Once he realizes what was the problem, he immediately cools down and is there to help you. I mean he will ask you about the screams and all but he won't judge you.

Once the spider is gone, he'll take you with him to a private tea-party, so you could talk about it. Please don't scare him like that. Ever again. Ever.

Riddle will definitely add a rule about bringing spiders to his dorm that's for sure. Or spiders in general if you're that scared of them.

Leona Kingscholar

He didn't even realize what was happening. He was asleep and now he's here. Leona only knew that you screamed in terror in your room and his instincts acted on their own.

Once he was in your room ready to fight whoever was stupid enough to mess with you, Leona sees that there was no danger. Only a really big spider.

Oh? Herbivore wants his help? After you woken him up from his nap for this? Hmm, let him think... Okay he'll help just stop screaming like bloody murmured is happening here. (That mf will act like he's about to throw that spider at you though-).

After the spider is gone...oh boi. Be prepared as they say it. King of the teasers is going to rain hell fires upon you. Leona will tease you about it for a long time. Good luck.

Overall, he isn't angry at you or anything. He's just iterated that he had to wake up for this. Please understand him. That lion really thought you were in danger. You owe him a few cuddle session after you cool down though-

Malleus Draconia

Malleus was never this thankful that he could teleport. When he heard you screaming in your dorm, he was right there and then. Malleus was ready to burn anyone who was there to harm you.

Including spiders... Okay he'll just set this little fella free. He isn't making any fuss about it. Everything happens. Some students in his dorm are terrified of food (Lilia's food to be specific), so he isn't the one to judge you or make fun of you.

He will question your reaction later though. While you explain your issue with spider, Malleus takes mental notes about this.

No spiders around his dear human. That's going to be a problem, considering the fact that there's some in Diasomnia and routes he planned taking you to.

Don't worry. Now every time, before going anywhere with you, he searches the whole place for any kind of spiders. He'll offer his help whenever you're about to clean your dorm. Those spider combs must be really freaking you out.

Azul Ashengrotto

He was peacefully sitting in his office, filling in some papers. It was after time and he had nowhere to be. Leech twins are gone, You are waiting for him in the lounge screaming like someone's trying to mur- wait WHAT?

Swinging door open (almost breaking it down-), Azul is there with his staff raised like it's a baseball bat. Looking around, he only finds you and a...spider cornering you.

So...You know the 'UNACCEPTABLE' meme, with lemen head? Yep, that's him. He isn't a fan of those creaters either. The fact that there's one in his fine restaurant (and it scares you?! It gets crushed by his staff and is flushed in the nearest toilet)?! Oh no, he ain't taking it.

After that nightmare of yours is gone, Azul immediately calls Leech twins. This place get disinfected. Now.

Don't think he forgot about you though! He takes you to his office and sits you on the couch so you could cuddle and try to forget about this accident. (Sweet boy will make you some calming tea!)

After a few days of disinfecting whole lounge and Azul himself checks every corner to make sure there's no bugs or spiders left, Monsto lounge is finally open again.

Idia Shroud

He was outside trying to get back to his room as fast as possible ignoring everything and he's almost there! Just another turn and-

His thoughts were cut off by someone's scream. No, wait- Idia maybe shy, insecure and have social anxiety but when people that he loves are in danger, it all disappears.

Imagen his suprise when he was ready to defend you, with his life and he was met with you cowering away from a big spider. He isn't afraid of them so, Idia doesn't really get it. He let's the thing free through the mirror and sighs, looking at you. Why are you afraid? I mean yeah it's bigger then usual once but hey-

Taking you too his room, Idia grumbles and scolds you a bit ( immediately apologizes after). He isn't mad just confused. Shroud sometimes forget that people can be afraid of such simple things.

You're going to have a very long cuddling and playing sessions after that, I guarantee you that! And he might tease you (more like attempt to) about this small misunderstanding later. Though he blushes through the whole thing.

Note: Sorry for taking so long! Author has big things going on rn!

Note№2: you're still free to leave a request thought! I'll get to it whenever I can.

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Taking Chances Chapter 6: Let’s Play a Game (Overprotection)

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Marinette ended up not staying for dinner. She talked to Bruce for a little bit, but he had to leave for some WE emergency and Marinette wasn’t really up to bonding with the boys- her brothers- yet. But that was fine. It wasn’t like she was desperate to get to know the man and wouldn’t be able to after this trip because she had to stay in Paris because of Hawkmoth. No, she wasn’t upset. Not at all. It didn’t hurt her feelings. Nope.

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Walking into Madame Soleil's Wax Museum with Adrien by her side, Marinette is hit with a major wave of deja vu. And not a good deja vu. No, the memories of the last time she was in a wax museum with Adrien were awful, humiliating and- feeling a hand wrap around hers pulls her from her spiraling thoughts. Glancing down, Marinette tries (and fails) to hide her grin. Adrien is holding her hand. Adrien is holding her hand!

“Hey Marinette!” A familiar voice calls, a hand squeezing her shoulder, making Marinette squeal and whirl around.

“Dick? What are you doing here?” She asks, frowning at the boy- her brother- as he stands there with a huge smile.

“Well I heard that a new wax figure is being revealed today, and I thought I might come and see it.” He says with a nonchalant shrug.

“Really? Who?” Adrien asks. Dick’s smile twitches slightly as he glances at Marinette, making her frown. Was he seriously about to play the overprotective big brother card? Really?

“Jagged Stone.” Dick finally says, glancing at their entwined hands. Marinette tries hard not to roll her eyes. Come on, her crush is finally holding her hand and her brother (who she’s known for a day!) is seriously trying to ruin that for her?

“Oh cool! Do you think he’ll come to Gotham to see it, Mari?” Adrien asks.

“I think he’s definitely scheduled to make an appearance in Gotham in the next couple days. He’s picking up his new suit in person.” She whispers, grinning at the idea of seeing her “Uncle” in person again. He’d been touring for several months and she hadn’t been able to see him for awhile, just the occasional video call.

“So! What figures did you guys want to check out first?” Dick asks, wedging himself between the two and forcing Adrien to drop her hand. Glaring at her brother, Marinette scoffs when Dick just smiles innocently.

“The hall of heroes and villains sounds cool.” Adrien suggests, looking around Dick to see Marinette.

“Hmm. Okay, but if the Nightwing figure is in his disco costume, I reserve the right to melt the statue.” She says, frowning at the choked noise Dick makes. “Are you okay?” She adds.

“Oh, uh, yeah, yeah I’m fine. What’s 1so bad about that costume?” He asks, a hurt expression on his face.

“Have you even seen it? The only worse costume is Riddler’s.” Marinette says, adding a shudder for dramatic effect. Walking past the local celebrities room and the pop stars room, Marinette’s eyes widen as their small group walks into the hall of heroes and villains. Walking away from Dick and Adrien, she’s almost instantly drawn to the Batman figure. She reads the little plaque about the artist and frowns, turning to Dick who had moved to stand next to her.

“I thought it’d be taller.” She says, scrunching her eyebrows in confusion when Dick starts choking on air, gasping for breath as broken chuckles flood out of him. “Ookay then.” She mutters, turning and walking back towards the villains. Nightwing was, luckily, depicted in his most recent costume. As was Robin. Which meant the only real fashion tragedy (besides the god awful helmet Red Hood wore) was the Riddler. Pulling her sketchbook out, Marinette circles the wax figure, occasionally making notes and sketching out slight adjustments to the man’s costume.

“His costume might be terrible, but it’s still better than half of the akumas.” Adrien whispers, leaning over her shoulder. Marinette looks up at him, eyes wide as her face heats up with a blush.

“I, uh, um, yes. Yeah.” She says, trying not to wince at her lack of speaking skills. “I mean, at least we can rule out any fashion designer in Paris as Hawkmoth. Because if Hawkmoth was a designer, that’d almost be a bigger crime.” She adds, smiling as Adrien laughs.

“Good to know you’re not moonlighting as Hawkmoth, m’lady.” He says with a mock bow. Marinette snorts, then covers her mouth, embarrassment rushing over her. Adrien just shakes his head, wrapping an arm over her shoulders.

“In case you forgot, we’ve definitely seen each other at our most embarrassing.” He says, making her groan.

“Oh god, no. I tied us up with my yoyo!” She moans, turning and burying her face into his chest so she doesn’t have to look at him anymore. Her face heats up more when she feels him chuckle and wrap his arms around her.

“I’ve always thought that was paw-sitively adorable.” He says, laughing when she groans again. She pulls away slightly, looking up at him with a timid smile. He smiles back, starts to lean forward and-

“Hey guys! I heard they’re about to unveil the Jagged Stone figure. Come on, let’s go! Don’t wanna miss it.” Dick says, grabbing each of their hands and pulling them towards the exist (and successfully separating them again). Marinette tries not to glare at Dick. She’s about to have one less brother.

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Dick Grayson wasn’t used to having a little sister that he could protect. Sure, he had a little sister. Cas was awesome, but she could also kick his ass without breaking a sweat. No, he’d never had a little sister to protect. Someone he could watch out for and support. But now….now he has Marinette. And he’ll be damned if he lets some little punk take advantage of his little sister. Ignoring Marinette’s glare, he positions himself right between her and...the boy. He’d need to ask Timmy to do a background check on the kid later. Especially if he thought he was good enough for Marinette.

“So are you guys big Jagged fans?” He asks, trying to pull the two back into a conversation. He narrows his eyes at the smile the kid gives Marinette. It’s too...adoring. Too much. She’s only...what, fourteen? Much too young to date. Especially this kid.

“Mari’s a bit of a fan, I think. But, personally, I much prefer Jagged’s designer.” He says, and Dick turns to him, missing the way Marinette’s face turns bright red.

“Are you talking about MDC? I love them! Their work is amazing! And Jagged Stone says that he’ll never have another designer. I heard that there’s a possibility of them opening their commissions again. God, I hope they do. I’d do anything for something made by MDC.” Dick rambles with a wide smile, deciding to ignore the kid for a minute in order to ramble about his favorite designer. As the group walks into the pop star room, Dick steps back and glares at the kid. He’d stepped just behind Dick and was apparently trying to hold Marinette’s hand again. Not on his watch. No siree. No one’s gonna hurt his little sister.

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Bruce sighs, running his hands through his hair. He’d been checking the street cameras in Paris, trying to figure out what time Ladybug and Chat Noir patrol so that he can set up a meeting. Try and offer help, or maybe even offer to take control of the situation. Anything to get rid of Hawkmoth. But instead, it was like the heroes didn’t exist. He’d read reports of the heroes patrolling before, so why were they so quiet this week? The only akuma from the past couple days wasn’t even taken care of by both of them. Ladybug did it alone, and seemed worse for the wear when she came out of the battle. Where was Chat Noir? And why did it seem as though they had gone into hiding?

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Marinette was five seconds away from committing her first murder. Okay, probably her only murder, unless her other brothers decide to be as involved in her love life as Dick is. Because Dick won’t have the chance to be a problem for much longer. Because Marinette was honestly going to kill him. Right as she turned to finally yell at him, and tell him to knock it off, the lights flickered. She pauses her tirade, glancing to gauge Dick’s reaction to see if this is normal. And if his worried glances back at her are anything to go by, this is not normal.

“Let’s play a game! Solve my riddles and you all can leave freely, but make a mistake and someone will pay greatly! Take one out and scratch my head, I am now black but once was red. What am I?” A man’s voice asks, Marinette frowning as the Riddler walks in, a wide smile on his face. Ten goons walk in behind him, all of them carrying guns. She was used to the akuma attacks almost every day, but didn’t Gotham’s rogues have anything better to do than attack every place her class went? With guns? Come on. Riddler smirks and points at Adrien with his cane.

“A match.” She blurts out, ignoring Dick frantically shaking his head. If nothing else, she should be able to work with Adrien to get everyone out. But she knew his style. And riddles weren’t really his thing.

“Oh goody. We have a volunteer. Tell me, what has to be broken before you can use it?” Riddler asks, stalking towards her. Thinking for a second, Marinette tries to suppress a smile.

“An egg.” She says. Riddler narrows his eyes.

“I have 13 hearts, but no lungs or stomach. What am I?” He asks, Marinette frowns, running through possible answers in her head.

“A deck of cards.” She finally says.

“Buzzy, come over here and hold onto our friend.” Riddler says, gesturing to one of the goons. The man comes over and grabs Marinette’s arm roughly, she winces. That’ll definitely bruise.

“I answered your riddles.” Marinette says, deciding that now's as good a time as any to start distracting the man.

“And how did you answer them so quickly?” He asks, the frustration clear on his face.

“What do you mean? Were they supposed to be hard?” Marinette taunts, ignoring the choked sound Dick makes behind her. She knew what she was doing. She did. She had to.

“Why you-” Riddler starts, stepping forward and pulling his hand back as if to hit her. Squeezing her eyes shut, Marinette waits for the slap. The slap never comes. Opening her eyes, Marinette’s jaw drops when she sees the Riddler’s fist held tightly in Dick’s hand.

“Don’t. Touch. Her.” He says lowly, a dark look on his face. Well that was unexpected. Riddler opens his mouth, probably to start spouting more riddles or other nonsense, when the goons blocking the exits drop. Noticing Red Robin and Red Hood picking off the other goons, Marinette throws her elbow back into the gut of the goon holding her. Not waiting for him to recover, Marinette stomps his foot and twists out of his grip. Grabbing his arm, Marinette manages to yank the man off balance and toss him to the ground. A hand on her shoulder makes her jump back and prepare to hit the person.

“Whoa, whoa, it’s okay ma’am.” The voice attached to the hand says. Marinette whirls around, ready to tell off the person, but immediately stops when she sees Red Robin.

“Sorry!” She yelps, jumping away from him. And she was too. She was determined to hit the person who grabbed her shoulder, so locked into battle mode, but she had managed to stop herself. Glancing around the room, Marinette notices Dick talking to Red Hood, his usual smile back on his face. That’s good. That’s normal, that’s right. The sudden blaring of the akuma alarm makes Marinette want to scream in frustration. Really, right now? It’s definitely already dark in Paris which means- Chat Noir. Ignoring everyone else, Marinette runs over to Adrien and grabs his hand.

“Akuma?” He asks, his voice low. She nods and tugs him towards the bathrooms, unaware of the eyes following them out.

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