#i also got so fucking excited when a student explained how he could tell that the moon was waning

[ourbastardofsorrows]

anyway i'm so fucking proud of my students. their written responses for the math performance task were just beautiful

[dirtybitfic]

So wrong yet so right part 4

contains- smutt , Dom matt, sub y/n, rouuuuugh, hairpulling, chocking, spanking, dirty talk, praise kink, degradation , use of names like~ baby, slut, sweetheart , good girl. (not proofread )

Y/n pov-

I wake up early today and went to a water fall with some friends since it so nice outside and we all wanted to have some chill time .

We smoked a bit and just listened to some music .

after a couple hours I had to head home so I could be ready for class tonight. All my friends tried to convince me to skip and hang out longer but I told them that if I skip this class id have to retake it next semester which is the truth but just not all of it .

The full truth is i'm way to excited to see Matt , I haven't stopped thinking about the way he made me feel and how good he looked between my legs . Ive had wet dream about it every night and the build up to seeing him in class today has been eating me alive.

I showered once I got home and threw on a cute but comfortable outfit.

I hopped in my car and sped to class since I didn't realize I had taken such a long shower and am gonna be late for class.

i'm gonna be honest i'm still kind of high from the waterfall earlier. I smoke with friends but my tolerance isn't super high so my highs tend to last longer than my friends.

I grab my bag and speed walk into the building and into the lecture hall . Matt is sitting at his desk as all the students are typing away at their computers .

I sit down a couple rows down closer to the middle of the room and take out my computer .

my phone buzzes in my pocket startling me a bit since the room is so quiet other than keys clicking .

I take it out and check it seeing its a text from matt

I look up at him before I look back down at my phone and open the text

"late to my class thats a call for punishment" it reads my face heats up as I gulp and look at him his eyes study me as his brows furrow .

"are you high right now y/n" my eyes widen . I didn't think it would be noticeable but I guess I was wrong.

I decide to text back and tell the truth .

"just a little bit i'm sorry for being late I lost track of time "

I look back up at him as he stares coldly at me and sets his phone down and looks back at the work on his desk .

I sigh as I start to write my next story.

i'm so entranced by what i'm writing I don't realize Matt is talking .

ms y/l/n I hear a stern voice snap .

my eyes snap up from my computer and I see Matt looking at me I slump in my seat feeling awkward

sorry I say before he starts talking again

so as I was saying class next Tuesday is cancelled so have two stores ready and submitted on Friday the deadline for turn in will be 11:30 okay have a good weekend guys ill be checking my email over the weekend if you guys have question or need help .

he says as everyone packs up and heads out . I sit at my desk about to pack up when I get a text from matt.

"stay in here I want to talk too you"

I sigh as I set it back down and wait for everyone to leave before I get up and head down to where hes standing.

so y/n would you like to tell me why you came to my class not only late but also high he says stepping closer so I have to look up at him.

I- well I went to a waterfall with some friends earlier and we smoked and it lasted a lot longer than expected so I lost track of time in the shower I got here as fast as I could I try to explain but he has an unimpressed look on his face.

hmm well your coming home with me so grab your stuff he says as he goes to his desk packing up his things.

I gulp

w-what why I -

he cuts me off

don't talk back just do as your told he looks at me with a stern look on his face and I instantly make my way but up the steps to pack my things.

he walks up the stairs as I finish packing my stuff and walk over to him and follow him out of the lecture hall .

we make it outside and he leads me to his car . My jaw actually drops .

his car is actually a fucking motorcycle . I never thought he'd be the type to ride a motorcycle but it makes him even more attractive .

you ever ridden one before he ask turning back to me with a helmet in his hands .

I shake my head no as he steps closer slipping the helmet over my head and fastening it tightly .

well don't be nervous you'll be safe I promise he says as he smiles at me .

he throws his helmet on and puts his bag in a compartment he has attached to the back of the bike .

he gets on first and turns to me

okay step up on this part and hold onto my shoulders and swing your leg over so your sitting on this part he says patting the leather seat on the upper back part .

I nod my head and do exactly what he said as I situate myself on the seat.

okay when were actually riding wrap your arms around my waist tightly okay he says as he looks back at me and I nod slowly wrapping my arms around his waste and locking my hands together against his stomach.

he starts up the bike kicking up the stands and pulls out of the spot.

we hit a stop light as we sit waiting for it to turn green I move my hand to his chest gently rubbing up and down feeling his muscles under his black dress shirt.

he groans and leans his head back for a second before looking back at the light .

after a second it turns green and we're off again .

we reach the backroads after about 10 minutes and I hold on tighter as we take the dark windy roads.

I always thought riding a bike would be scary but its actually very calming . The warm breeze feels nice as I blows over us .

I rest my head on his back as I watch the trees blow by .

we reach the turn into his long driveway and we make our way up the hill and reach there front of the house.

He reaches into his pocket and clicks something that opens up his garage as he rides in and comes to a stop turning off the bike .

he puts the kick stand down then helps me off safely and then gets off himself then takes off his helmet then helps me with mine.

so how did you like that he asks smiling as he smooths out my hair

its was actually pretty nice I say smiling up at him

yeah! not so scary as it seems huh

no not at all

good now lets go inside he says as he takes my hand leading me into the door from the garage.

We make our way into the kitchen and he grabs us both a water before handing mine to me and opening his chugging it .

I take a couple sips of mine before setting it on the counter .

soo... why exactly am I here I ask a little confused because I wasn't prepared to be coming here tonight let alone leaving my car on campus.

well I thought it'd be nice to spend time together he says smiling at me

oh I say as a smile creeps onto my face

is that okay

yeah more thank okay I say as he steps closer

good he says before leaning down capturing my lips with his in a sweet slow kiss

he pulls away smiling down at me

so wanna watch a movie he asks with raised brows

yeah sure I beam with a smile on my face .

he takes my hand leading me into a theater room with nice recliner chairs . This house is so nice there is no way the university pays him enough to afford this .

if you don't mind me asking is teaching the only job you have or do you have others cause this house is reallyyyy nice

I teach but I also own a business with my 2 brothers he says smiling at me as he looks through movies trying to pick the right one.

oh cool what's the business I ask as I sit down in one of the chairs .

um well we own 5 hotels , 4 apartment building a couple restaurants and some office buildings.he says nonchalantly like its no big deal.

wow thats... impressive I say as I smile at him

yeah its nice I guess I mean I wouldn't be able to own this house if all I did was teach

I hum in response.

so do your bothers live around here I asks as I lean back in the chair

yeah they have houses close by but they travel around for work so they are back and forth a lot he says as he pops a movie into the player and it displays on the screen.

I gasp when I see he's put 50 shades of grey on . Ive watched it many times but never in the company of anyone else for obvious reasons.

do you have any siblings? he asks as he comes over to me standing in front of me

yeah I have a brother he's around your age

oh nice you guys close?

mmm somewhat we don't talk that much but were as close as brother sister pairs usually are I answer as I look up at him

stand up real quick he says as I borrow my brows but do what he says

he sits down on the chair and pats his lap

sit he demands and I do .

I get comfortable as I lean back into his chest and he reclines the chair back and the movie starts.

halfway through I start to wiggle around getting comfortable but also from slight arousal setting in when the first sex scene plays.

mat groans as he grabs my hips stifling my movements .

Stop moving so much he grumbles into my ear. His voice so low and gravely it has me clenching my thighs.

sorry I say apologetically as I settle back against him .

as the movie goes on the more turned on i'm getting and sitting in his lap is driving me crazy. I shift back as I spread my legs over his own getting comfortable.

his hand moves to my thigh rubbing up and down gently causing me to sigh and lean my head back on his shoulder.

he nuzzles his face in my hair as his hand slides up closer to where I want him most.

doing okay he asks in a tone that tells me he's smirking

mhm I hum as his hand slides up even higher as his fingers graze my clothed pussy.

his hand moves up to my waistband and slides underneath as his hand reaches my soaked pussy.

I whimper quietly and he chuckles a little at my reaction

so wet he says as his hand slides into my underwear and he starts rubbing small circles on my clit

I whine and squirm on his lap as he slides two fingers into me and I cant help the loud moan that escapes my mouth. His fingers speed up pace as i'm panting into his neck .

f-fuck feels so good

yeah am I making you feel good he says in a cocky tone as his other hands goes to pull off my pants and underwear.

mhhhmm I whine as I sick off my pants and spread my legs wider.

he curls his fingers hitting the perfect spot that drives me crazy

f-fuck m-matt oh god I whine as squelching sounds fill my ear signaling i'm close.

yeah that feel good baby he whisper in my ear as he places a kiss on my exposed neck .

s-so good mmm I moan as he keeps moving his fingers expertly

f-fuck im go-gonna cum I moan out as I feel the pressure close to breaking.

you got it baby come on he whispers to me in a husky voice that has the pressure instantly breaking and my juices to squirt out all over the chair , his lap and hand and my thighs.

fuck thats so hot he groans as he works me through my orgasm

je-jesus christ I whine as I come down and he stops his movements pulling his fingers out .

be a good girl and clean them off for me he says placing them on my lips I open my mouth and such my juices off of them with a moan.

stand up he orders and I do . He pulls my top off then his own shirt and pants.

he sits and pulls me onto his lap as his large hard on pulses under me

I pull him to me by his hair into a hot and needy make-out . His hands move to my ass making me grind onto him making us both groan into the kiss.

The pressure his dick is putting on my clit has me whining into the kiss since i'm sensitive from my last orgasm.

we both pull away panting .

think you can handle riding me sweetheart he asks in a sickly sweet voice .

I nod and pull myself up so he can slide his boxers down

he slides then down as his dick slides out slapping his lower stomach as mine drops from the size of him. He's thick and pretty lengthy a lot bigger than anyone i've had in the past which makes me a bit nervous.

what's the matter he ask as his hands move to his base

n-nothing your just really big I say as I look into his eyes

he smirks at me as his eyes glisten with lust

I know you can take it baby come on he says as he spits down onto his dick and spreads it around then lines the tip to my entrance .

I slowly slide down with a hiss as I stretch around him . He groans as his grip on my hips tightens.

fuck your so tight he says as I whimper when I slide down over the thickest part . Im still shocked he isn't fully in yet given I already feel so full but after a couple more second I reach his base and gasp.

f-fuck I whine as I try and move my hips but the stretching pain still hasn't settled yet

its okay baby take your time he says as he rubs softly on my hips soothing me a bit.

I stay still for about a minute before I start slowly bouncing and the pain is gone and all I feel is pure pleasure

fuck so deep I moan as I bounce harder and skin slapping together can be heard

fuck just like that doing so good for me he groans as his hands move to my ass slapping it adding more pleasure .

I continue bouncing on him as I feel my orgasm rushing in and the pressure builds in my stomach.

fu-fuck im so close I whine as my hips stutter and my breathing execrates the closer I get.

yeah feels good fucking yourself on my cock like a good little girl he asks in a gravely voice that has me getting even closer as my legs start to shake .

so good fuck so fucking good oh god I moan as I lift off and my juices squirt out of me all over his dick and down my thighs .

good girl fuck cumming already he teases in a low voice .

I whine as I sit back down on his soaked lap .

legs tired sweetheart he asks as he tilts his head and smiles .

I nod my head and he picks me up and walks to to the door opening it then making his way down the hall to stairs leading up .

he walks carefully up the stairs then reaches another hall leading to double doors . Opening them it enters into a master bedroom .

he walks over to the bed laying me down on my back and pulling me so my ass in right on the edge .

He slaps his dick on my pussy causing me to moan .

He slides back in slowly before slamming himself into me deep and rough causing me to scream.

J-JESUS CHRIST

he smiles down at me as he pounds into me hitting my spot every time .

such a little slut taking my cock so well he says as he leans down to suck on my tits.

I feel myself getting close to squirting again and try to warn him but no words come out just desperate whines and moans.

I grasp his arm tightly as I feel my juices pour out of me and he groans

such a slut squirting all over my dick like that he mewls as he lifts my legs over his shoulders hitting even deeper .

FUCK - I-C-CANT YOUR TOO DEEP I scream out as he continues slamming into me so hard you can see a bulge in my stomach . I try and push him way by his chest but he just grabs my arms and pins them down easily overpowering me .

nah uh your gonna fucking take it like a good girl until i'm filling up this pretty pussy he growls as I moan and whine under him and my legs begin to shake before I release all over him again.

good girl keep fucking cumming only makes me wanna fill you up more he groans as he drops my legs and pulls out flipping me over so im laying flat on the bed he comes behind me slamming back in as he grabs my hair pulling my head up.

im moaning and whining unable to speak as overstimulation settles over me and tears well in my eyes.

who's pussy is this he groans into my ear as his thrusts get harder.

y-yours FUCK MATT -all yours I moan / scream out as he hits deeper and my ass presses back into him.

mmm that fucking right your all mine he groans as his hips art to loose rhythm and he smalls into me a couple more times before filling me up.

he pulls out groaning at the sight off his cum spilling out of me

you did so good baby he says before kissing my head and walking to the bathroom and coming back with a rag to clean me up.

you okay he asks as he cleans my legs off

mhm im great I say with a smile . He chuckles before he stands back up and throws the rag In his laundry .

he comes back and lays down pulling me into his chest .

tired sweetheart he asks in a sweet and soft voice .

yeah exhausted I say as I nuzzle into his chest .

lets get some sleep well shower in the morning he says before he shuts off the lights by the bed and we drift off to sleep.

tags~

@sophia-77n @riasturns @milasturniolo @junnniiieee07 @blahbel668 @sturnsjtop @skyslondon

[longtallglasses]

okay now more byler headcanons slightly older - the miwi ones

mike is a huuuuge physics nerd. he studies it on his own before taking it in hs, going to the library to get books on it and textbooks to figure out equations. when he learns a new concept he excitedly tells the party, who all share in his joy to varying degrees. in hs him and dustin compete to be the star student of the class both becoming quite the teacher’s pet. will loves hearing mike explain different phenomena with all the big terms. he doesn’t really struggle that much with it in class but he pretends to be stuck more often than not just to watch mike explain a concept with enthusiasm. will asks “can you explain this?” and mike’s eyes light up so excited to get into it. and will also loves that when he does finally “get it” mike praises the shit out of him.

every time will’s over and changes in front of him mike immediately averts his eyes, and he doesn’t understand at first what makes him so uncomfortable bc he doesn’t react that way w anyone else

when will’s starting to realize his feelings for mike are becoming very serious he tries to train his brain to think of something else whenever mike pops into his head. although most of his distraction topics tend to remind him of mike anyway.

they both could notice something shift between them when hs started but they pretended like everything was normal.

when mike visited in lenora will noticed how mike’s smile seemed forced and he thought it was bc maybe mike wasn’t that excited to see him - that maybe mike really was “out growing” him

when the party get drunk together for the first time mike and will gravitate towards each other like magnets. becoming very hushed and giggly together, and the whole party thinks “okay figures”

the small sober part of both their brains is quietly thinking “wait why can’t it be like this all the time?”

mike finds himself grabbing will’s arm with everything he says, subconsciously trying to pull him closer, thinking crazy stuff like “i wanna be all over him” not even knowing in what way or why really, “whoa being drunk is weird, it makes me even more obsessed with my best friend…”

meanwhile will is like why is mike so touchy now, i don’t hate it, i really like it but what’s going on? why is he looking at me like that? am i crazy or is something happening right now?

they probably end the night drunkenly telling each other how much they love each other, how they’re each others best friend, like Best Friend™ thinking that will help the gnawing feeling in their gut subside when they look at each other

they used to hug much more when they were younger, in greetings and goodbyes, but they noticed that most boys didn’t do that as they got older, even lucas and dustin didn’t, so then it became a secret thing, only when they were completely alone. but after a particularly brutal dressing down from lonnie and harsh words from bullies it seemed to stop completely. only when it was truly warranted, if they had some real justification for it. like getting hurt, skinning a knee, crying, then it was okay.

when they get drunk that first time they hug each other very intensely, mike says “i wish we could do this all the time” will says they can if they want, and then starts them trying to let themselves be more familiar w each other again

when they first get together mike is overwhelmed at random moments looking over at will that all of it is real, will loves him and he loves will too, attacking will with kisses all over his face bc “oh my god oh my god i like you so much what the fuck!” will has to beg him to stop but of course he loves it and feels similar feelings take over him too

sitting and admiring mike while he’s doing whatever, maybe he’s talking or just walking around, temporarily forgetting where he is and mike looks over at him smiling and will is just a puddle of emotion that he gets to be with mike.

also during their early relationship will has to constantly remind himself that he doesn’t have to hide what he feels for mike. he doesn’t have to look away or hold his tongue. mike calls him out on it thinking maybe something is upsetting him but will is just worried that he’ll be too much. he’ll say too much or seem too clingy and it will scare mike off with just how much will likes him. (part of him knows it’s silly when mike’s confessed so much to him at this point but it’s still scary!) once he’s reassured he can express whatever he wants will slowly discovers a whole side of himself that was lying dormant. feeling more open with his feelings than he ever has <3

[sn00pism]

College student Bachira Meguru

A little thingy I decided to do while in class.

Also I'm a literature minor, education major so there's that... Bachira Meguru x reader.

Bachira saw you in your literature class one day and suddenly the room brightened, the way you spoke with passion about it, how you debated your classmates opinions and how you carried yourself.

He was kinda crushing on you.

Passing the class proved to be more difficult than he thought, getting distracted every time you opened your mouth in addition to being unable to understand most things about the class.

Sure, he could understand themes and main ideas, but what the fuck is a literary theory?? What do you mean when you analyse the speech on a book? How did you even FINISH the book in the time given? He barely got past page 15.

Fortunately, that one class about colour theory and meaning on a small film and a small book was actually good and easy. His knowledge of art thanks to his mom and his major came useful during the class. Bonus points cause he got to attract your interest and actually get to converse with you in the form of opinions about the meaning of the lightning and colours.

He almost skipped to his dorm that day.

But he was failing the class so hard.

So, thanks to Isagi and friends, he mustered up the courage to approach you after class, bashfully explaining that he didn't know some things and forgot to take notes. You offered your notes to him.

God, you had to be an angel.

As he studied your notes, he quickly found out he really didn't get it, so when he gave them back to you and you asked if he understood your notes, he turned red and scratched his neck while looking away to avoid your gaze. "Not really... I think I just accepted I'm gonna fail this one and move on..."

You smiled, a soft understanding smile, as you offered to tutor him on it.

He could feel his eyes brightening and did his best to hide his happiness and excitement. He failed miserably and you laughed softly at his expressions showing clearly on his face and eyes.

"then... Uh, how about going out?" He realised what he said after a slight second of thought and quickly tried to explain himself, "wait, no, sorry" he shook his head and ran a hand through his face, "what I meant was, coffee, we could go for coffee and study?" As he peeled his hands from his face, he watched as you smiled amused.

"yeah, sounds good!" You looked down at your phone and then back at him, "tomorrow at 4 sounds good to you?"

He shouldn't have responded so fast. At least you laughed, a charming smile adorning your face, "see you tomorrow then!" You waved as you walked back into the campus.

He stood in his spot, eventually sitting down on a random seat and cheering slightly.

Oh my fucking God.

He found it hard to sleep that night, feeling like a little kid waiting for a school trip. He had his whole outfit and routine planned out, he'll, Chigiri and Aryu were coming over to help him style his hair and check if his outfit looked good (he didn't really trust his judgement on clothes).

When you saw him across the street, right at the steps of the café, waving slightly as he walked to stand in front of you. Heading inside, you both ordered your beverages, his was a soft pinkish drink with lots of whipped cream and yours was a small refresher made of mango; not too sweet but not bitter like the coffee you're used to getting when pulling an all nighter because your stupid professor decided to change the theme of your essay. Fuck that dude, honestly.

You noticed his hair was styled differently and pointed it out, telling him he looked cute and that you liked his usual hair style but this change was also welcome.

Bachira felt his insides melt into a pool of pink liquid, sinking into his veins and making his heart race harder.

As your study session comes to an end, it's already late. You sigh happily and stretch, Bachira found himself musing over how easy it was to understand the material when you explained it.

Heading out, you figure you're going in the same direction and when you spot a playground, the bright colours dimmed by the moonlight, you almost sprint to the swings, smiling at Bachira and apologizing about suddenly running off, "I haven't been in one of these for ages! I used to love this as a kid..." Bachira finds himself on the swing next to yours, lightly swinging himself the way you do.

As you both look up to the sky and the stars, he finds his gaze gravitating towards you, admiring the way the moon lit part of your face and how it gave your skin a slight glow.

"I thought about dropping the class..." He finds his mouth is quicker than his brain and he nearly short circuits at his confession, you smile and look at him, finding his softened gaze already on you, setting your cheeks ablaze on a soft pink, barely there.

"what made you stay?" Your voice was quiet, as to not disturb the stillness of the atmosphere that had formed between you two.

"You." He chuckles softly as he looks at the ground, missing your slightly shocked face and blush spreading to your ears, "Me? Why?"

He smiles and looks back up, right ahead into the street and the softly lit houses of the neighbourhood, "You talked so... Passionately... About everything... And you just had a glimmer in your eyes each time you nailed something..." He lets out a soft laugh. "You looked so beautiful... I just had to stay if I wanted to see you often." He shakes his head and looks down, blush appearing on his cheeks, "I just so happened to be an absolute idiot in the subject."

You laughed at him, promptimg him to look at you, just yo catch a glimpse of that beautiful smile and the way your eyes crinkled.

You ended up talking about everything and anything. That's how you found out he was on the soccer them for the university.

"that's awesome! I've never been a sporty girl, definitely not soccer..." You smiled bashfully, "I don't know anything about it..."

Bachira smiled, this was his other chance to shoot his shot, he needed to get a little bold. "I could teach you about it... You know to repay you." You laugh and nod, "sure, soccer classes in exchange for literature classes" he smiles at how silly that sounds, "what would be the best way to teach me then?" You tease him slightly, bumping his arm with yours as you leaned over in your swing.

"You could come to my games... You know, to see and then I'd explain some key elements..."

Your eyes widened slightly, isn't going to games a thing couples do? Or are you getting your hopes up?

You nod anyways, "okay! I'm expecting front row seat though" He bursts out laughing and nods slightly, "First row seat for my lady" He extends his hand for you to take, desperately trying to hide his nervousness. And so you take it, "why thanks, good sir".

And when it gets even later, he walks you home, neither of you letting go of the hand of the other, while you talked happily about everything and anything once again, conversation flowing easily. Like two pieces of a puzzle coming together to form a beautiful picture.

I think I might be falling in love. Even this thought is shared between you two.

[final-girl96]

My Boyfriend's Back Chapter Twenty-Four

That Night at 9 PM

I was making a stupid decision by meeting Stu but I didn't need him coming into my dorm again. I walked outside and looked around but didn't see anyone. I leaned up against one of the trees, tapping my foot. There were so many different emotions going through me. Anxiety was one of the biggest things happening. But there was also excitement mixed with shame.

Shame that I liked everything that happened the night before. Shame that Stu was right. I do like the chase. I like him chasing me. The fear of him catching me was exhilarating and it excited me in ways I couldn't explain. That was what terrified me more than wondering if he was going to kill me.

When someone pulled up in front of me on a motorcycle that anxiety grew even bigger. Until they took the helmet off and turned towards me, then I was just fucking confused. "Stu?" His hair was blond now and he was on a motorcycle. Fuck, now my panties were fucking soaked. But I was a little nervous too.

Is he going to take me somewhere else to kill me?

"You…uh…you dyed your hair and you have a motorcycle. Where did you get a motorcycle?" He held out another helmet, "put this on and let's go," he said. I just looked at the helmet not moving an inch. And that only irritated him I was guessing because he got off the bike, walked over to me, and slipped the helmet over my head himself. "Get on the fucking bike." He swung his leg over the seat, put his helmet on and waited for me.

This is a bad decision

I slowly approached the bike, swinging my leg over the set and sitting behind him. I could feel his body heat with how close we were. He reached behind him, grabbing my wrist and wrapping my arms around his waist. "You're going to want to hold on tight, baby." I wrapped my arms around his waist tight and he took off down the street.

I have no idea where we were going but at this moment it didn't matter because it felt so good to just let go. To pretend everything was fine and I wasn't willingly on the back of a motorcycle with my psychopath ex-boyfriend. But was he really my ex? My thoughts started going to what if Sindey found out or Randy. What if Dewey found out? They would never speak to me again. Sidney would never be able to look at me again if she found out I was sneaking around with one of the people that killed our mother, our friends, and tried to kill us.

Stu took a hand off of the handlebars and placed it over both of mine. That only made me stiffen up a little bit. Eventually we were driving down a dark road surrounded by woods on either side. The anxiety was back, my guy was telling me this wasn't a good idea, I felt fucking nauseous. His hand tightened around one of my wrists as we approached a cabin. I don't really think you could call it a cabin with how mice it was. His parents definitely paid for it.

When he stopped the bike outside the cabin he put the kickstand down and took his helmet off before getting off the bike. He hung his helmet off the handlebars and came over me, undid my helmet and helped me off the bike. "You have a cabin in Ohio, like an hour away from my college campus… why?" I asked. He smiled, pushing a strand of hair out of my face.

"Can't exactly live in Woodsboro with my parents. Especially since they're going to be selling it or at least try to sell it. And is it a crime to want to be close to my girlfriend? Gotta make sure the killer doesn't hurt you, right?" I backed away from him, "the killer? You mean you? So when did you kill those two students? Before you showed up at my dorm?"

"I didn't kill anyone, baby. I was with you when it happened. I was making you come multiple times. Remember?" Is he trying to gaslight me? "Why'd you bring me here?" I asked. He turned and walked towards the front door. "Come on, it's chilly out here." He opened the door and waited for me. There was no use in running so I may as well go inside.

"So your parents buy this and the bike for you?" I asked, looking around. I was surrounded by his scent and it was making my head fuzzy. "Yeah, of course!" He called from the bedroom just down the hall. He walked out in only sweats and threw a shirt at me. "Go change. I'll make some popcorn and we can watch a movie."

"I'm not staying here, Stu, I have classes tomorrow!" He slowly walked over to me, grabbing my chin and forcing me to look at him. "Fucking…change. Or I will change you myself. And trust me, baby, if I do that…you will be completely naked the whole time instead." He kissed me hard and walked into the kitchen. "Oh…and don't worry I'll get you back to campus in time for your eight o'clock Music History class or whatever the fuck it is."

I changed and we watched a movie. I had decided to just go with it. What other choice did I have? "So…that uh…that song you wrote, Final Girl, you ever gonna let me hear it?" I looked over at him with a raised eyebrow. "You go through my stuff?" I asked. He shrugged, "of course I did. You don't tell me anything. Gotta know what you've been up to. I've also loved your singing. But I love the sound of you screaming my name better."

"I'm not having sex with you again, so forget," I said. He moved closer to me and yanked the blanket off of me. "Oh, baby girl, you're gonna do whatever I tell you to do or…" I gasped when he pulled me down to lay on my back and crawled on top of me. "Or I will have Randy be the next victim." He rolled his hips, his hard cock pressing into my clit. "I'd hate to have to do that. So be a good girl for me."

[chweverni]

got the music in you, baby

pairing - lee jung chan (dino) x reader synopsis - yes, you are the youngest in your family; yes, you are the perfect pancake with no personality; yes, you're overlooked, a lot actually. and maybe a guy you had no intention of making friends with, actually gets you. and maybe you kinda like it. warnings; kinda angsty, they turn from ?? to ??(with possibilities of being lovers in the near future), reader trauma dumps to dino but that's all! (also this kinda revolves around middle school so sorry for that <3) author's note; exam szn ended y'all!! but this was kinda written based on my life lol i've been having a hard time irl lately but its fine, bc just like dino, i never bow <3 btw dino is pink!!

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today's the last day of exams, you're sitting in front of your school desk, with your answer sheet which you revised three times already. honestly, the test today was quite easy, and you don't understand why you cried over the stupid dates in history when they came up in MCQs instead. you sighed, as you checked the wall clock.

three minutes more till the final bell. you began spinning your pen in your hand impatiently, as the invigilator got up from his seat to collect your papers. you packed your belongings in your bag and the bell finally rung. chaos was restored as students got up from their seats to discuss their answers with their peers.

you would've talked with them too, if it weren't for lee jung chan, your desk mate who got you first.

"y/n-nie!! wait up for me! we have to talk!"

you turned around to face the boy in confusion, as he smiled at you. "how'd you do in your test?". why was he asking me that? you tilted your head towards the right and asked why. chan simply replied, "eh just curious how my amazing desk mate did in her test, nothing more, nothing less." he shot out his smile again, this time holding your shoulders and turning you back towards the door, as he pushed you outside along with him.

"okay, what do you want?"

"so i was wondering if you'd tell me what you were up to just a few days earlier at the convenience store nearby at 10 pm into the night?"

what the fuck. how'd he know about that?

okay, let's rewind back to last saturday and find out.

"mom! i ranked second in that math olympiad i attempted earlier!", you screamed from your room with excitement. you ran outside your room, carrying your laptop to the kitchen to show her the e-mail. "how much did your sister get? check that for me pretty please." your mom replied, eyes fixated on the vegetables she was cutting on the cutting board. ouch. you did as she asked anyway and replied,

"she got 52 originally but after counting in the negative marks, its added up to 32, placing her on the 15th Merit rank."

your older sister stood beside your mom, explaining why she scored less, your achievement being long forgotten. i mean, is wanting encouragement and appreciation from your parents selfish? you watched your mom as she comforted her and talked about some tuition classes your sister could sign up for to score better next time.

your mother admired your sister more, because the first pancake is always spoilt, and has more personality, with burnt edges and unwanted curves which made it interesting. the second ones were more perfect, made with care in the beginning, just to be eaten afterwards. they had no personality or quirks. and maybe you were fine with being perfect. but maybe not. atleast not this time.

you got up, headed to your room, picked up some money from the drawer and went outside to the convenience store nearby. the clock read 9:45 pm. but man, you really craved something spicy to burn down your throat because a big lump had formed there, and it was definitely not thinking of going away.

you went inside, and bought two cups of instant ramen and opened one immediately as you sat on one of the mini tables there to eat.

you wanted to feel fine, but the parasitic thought of being an unwanted child rang at the back of your head. you had experienced numerous instances where your achievements were overlooked by your lovely sister, who always seemed to do it better the second chance. you didn't really mind it all these years, but it had finally reached your head and wasn't planning on leaving.

thinking about it involuntarily pulled out tears from you and you began ugly crying your eyes and heart out as you slurped in the spicy ramen. god, this felt so good. all the weird burdens you tucked away in your sleep were lifting off of your body and you cried more. it was therapeutic to do and you wondered why you didn't do it sooner.

and little did you know, lee jung chan, your deskmate at school, who had just gotten there to get himself a can of soda, had the perfect luck to be a witness to this.

now, he could let it go, but he could not, possibly.

because if it weren't for his very big and obvious to everyone but not you crush on you that made him stop on his way back and think about approaching you after exams at school, he would've totally just stride back home and study.

back to the hallways, dino stared at you with high expectations, that you'll tell him what happened, while you just stood there,

"why are we doing this again? i think we've talked like three times this whole year."

"it's actually eight.. but never mind!"

"you counted?"

dino just cleared his throat and looked at you with those piercing eyes of his again.

i mean trauma dumping in front of a teenage boy who you barely knew didn't feel like a foreign concept because boys were stupid and how was chan any different?

but something about his demeanor made you dumber, and you proceeded to tell him everything about last saturday, as you two walked out the school, towards that same convenience store.

chan was surprisingly a good listener and you noticed that he would think it through and ask," can i advise you on this?", which you found really cute but you're too tough to actually admit it.

both of you counted the money you had on yourselves and bought two cups of instant ramen again.

now you stood across dino, in a mini table, and your conversation now concerned cats, instead of your very terrible saturday.

"don't you think naming cats Ivan, The Terrible would actually be accurate? as they literally assert their dominance on your bed after they become comfy!"

"and how would you know that?"

you asked, a playful smile plastered on your face, as you noticed the slight red blush that ran through his face due to the spice levels of the ramen. that kinda made your heart flutter, but you ignored that. chan replied soon after with a cute pout on his face, "because i own one! they're so bossy! i literally scoop their heavy duties with my hand and that's how they reward me." You chuckled at his words.

"did you just.. chuckle?" "am i not allowed to .. ?" "so you did!"

chan's smile grew wider over the seconds and he began rambling with the speed of light, "OMG! i made you smile! oh wait- a chuckle is more than just a smile! i made your mood just ten times brighter! we should totally hang out more! see, our interests line up so well! you're welcome to come and hang in my house anytime, y/n-nie! i'm always there, teehee."

woah.

that was.. something.

why'd that something make you feel giddy?

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the end! (or nah depends on you! yes, you! lmk if you want an extension of this!!)

all creds to chweverni only on tumblr. come back for more! reqs for short drabbles are now open woohoo!!!!

[larabiatasstuff]

Hey I was wondering if you could do a kk3 and ck terry silver about we are married and we are working at the dojo and someone hurts us and either john or one of the students gets him to help us amd he comforts us

Hey I was wondering if you could do a kk3 and ck terry silver about we are married and we are working at the dojo and someone hurts us and either john or one of the students gets him to help us amd he comforts us

Hey anon 🖤 Thank you for sending your request. I definitely write that for you 🤗

(kk3) "Hey John umm Terry has to do some business stuff in the office today and he asked me to teach the morning class with you. I just wanted to ask if that's alright with you?" "Yeah absolutely no problem. It's pretty exciting actually, we never taught a class together it'll be fun." he said while putting up the dummies. Shortly after the students arrived. John and I were standing next to each other to greet the students. "Good morning, today's class will be a little different. Instead of sensei Terry Silver his wife sensei Y/N Silver will teach with me, so if you have any questions or problems she has always time to help." John looked at me smiling. "Thank you sensei Kreese so for todays first lesson..." I started but a man in the last row started laughing and shook his head. "Excuse me is there anything you want to share with us Mr?" then John stepped in "Mr Jones is there any problem?" he said giving the man a dark look. "Actually yes there is a problem. I'm here to learn karate not knitting, I mean what does she even do here?" I could sense that John slowly got furious "Sensei Silver is as skilled as her husband and myself. She earned her position here. You have to make a choice taking the class or leaving." the man just shrugged his shoulders and I continued to explain the lesson. Everyone was busy with their exercises and John and I were walking around to see if we could help." Oh Miss Driver that looks wonderful, maybe a bit more power in that punch, yes like this." I said walking by then I stopped at the man John called Mr Jones.He did a completely different exercise than we explained earlier. "Mr Jones did you listen when sensei Kreese and I explained the lesson?" "Yes but I decided to do my own workout also I don't let a woman tell me what I have to do." I sighed "Alright maybe we had a bad start, how about a fresh start?" "How about this?" the man said and punched me right in the stomach. I sunk down to the floor gasping for air. John quickly rushed over to me and a few other students took care of Jones. "Y/N, fuck are you okay? Try to breathe I get Terry. You'll be fine." the pain was almost unbearable, how could that man hate me so much? "Baby? Oh my god, I'm here now. Is it bad? How do you feel?" Terry said kneeling beside me, taking me in his arms, softly rubbing my back. "It hurts really bad Terry, I can't breathe properly." he helped me on my feet but I also couldn't stand straight. "We need to see a doctor baby. I'll take you to the hospital just to make sure you're alright. And you..." he said looking at Jones "You will pay for this. John can you take care of everything?" "Of course Terry, I hope you'll get better soon." Terry took me to the hospital, it was nothing serious but the doctor said I needed to rest at least for a week. Terry did anything to make me feel better. He worked from home to be with me, he prepared food, tucked me in soft blankets and held me close to his body at night.

[aftermathing]

Hello I'd love to ask about your kristoph !!! Tell me about her !!

HELLO!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR ASKING, I LOVE TO SHARE MY SILLY AUS AND HEADCANONS!!

(SPOILERS FOR ACE ATTORNEY 4 AND 5)

So I adore Kristoph Gavin and I got tired of pretending to hate him because the rest of the fandom thinks he's lame and sucks.

To be fair, the way I write Kristoph in personal stories and art is a lot different than how he is in canon, because my interpretation is a lot cooler and tries to answer some of the questions that canon neglects.

So!! My version of Kristoph Gavin:

Is possessed by a demon. It explains the fucked up scar on his hand and his sudden desire to commit murder out of simple jealousy. It's like a Venom type relationship where the demon can manifest itself outside (but still attached to) his body and talks to him and he responds verbally. • Is the Phantom. This part only works if there is a demon. When I played Dual Destinies and the villain was revealed to have a wounded hand, I got SO excited!! I was like ? Kristoph? Gavin backstory?? Klavier's cameo is going to turn into him being a full witness??? But alas.... - So in my personal silly version of the story, Kristoph, having escaped from prison using the demon's ability to alter his face and mimic voices (and still feeding this demon through murder), is once again upset that someone is trying to find him out. He beats Detective Bobby Fulbright's face in and steals his clothes, dumping his lifeless body outside of the Gyaxa science center. Bobby survives in this, but it takes many months of physical therapy once they're able to identify his mangled face, and many years of surgery to restore his face to even remotely resembling what it once looked like. Simon is there to support Bobby just as much as Bobby desired to support him. Anyway, after upholding the front of the Coolest Defense Attorney in the West for years, Kristoph's stoic mask was destroyed by Phoenix Wright (his ex-fiance), Apollo Justice (his former apprentice), and Klavier Gavin (his hated younger brother, who he could no longer manipulate once the truth was revealed), leaving him a shell of his former self. After escaping from prison and hiding his identity by wearing the faces of others, including Phoenix Wright's, Kristoph Gavin as we knew him was completely gone. The Phantom's breakdown showcased his loss of identity, having been lying for so long that he could no longer remember which face was his own. Kristoph is murdered in the demolished courtroom under the open sky.

UNTIL HE IS RESURRECTED WITH DEMON MAGIC AND RETURNS TO JAPANIFORNIA!!! WITH AMNESIA!!!!????

Also, about Kristoph being she/her, I only headcanon that in the universe where she is normal and not possessed. Both Kristoph and Klavier are she/he/theys and it kind of pisses them off to be so similar lol

My random Kristoph headcanons:

He lives in a quaint old house filled with antiques that probably belonged to their dead great aunt or something. All the furniture is floral print and covered with crinkly plastic. He makes guests take their shoes off at the door.

Speaking of family, his father died when he was very young, and his mother is aggressively Christian. Kristoph was the pride of the family until Klavier was born and subsequently grew into a gifted and multitalented student, prosecutor, and musician. Of course this fueled Kristoph's jealousy of his brother.

His dog, Vongole, is a borzoi! Klavier got custody of her, but he set her up as Kristoph's emotional support animal in prison. For those who don't know, that's a thing in Ace Attorney! Established in AAI, prisoners get esa, like Dogan with his dog and Blackquill with his falcon.

He named his dog Vongole because he loves seafood. It's all he cooks in his house. He can cook, of course, he's a bachelor!

He smokes cigarettes, and probably weed when Klavier visits. He burns a lot of incense to hide the smell.

He is into BDSM. I'm sorry i know that's random but I just think it's extremely funny for the proper serious suit lawyer man to like roping and whipping people. It's a control thing, which is a huge aspect of his character. I will elaborate in a post about this specifically if anyone wants AGNVFJB

He played the clarinet in high school. It is an instrument just as elegant and despised as he is!

His favorite color is pink. The ribbon around his neck is pink and Vongole has a collar to match!

He is queer and omnisexual! (The flag matches his color scheme lol)

He befriended and started dating Phoenix before he found reason to hate him, which is arguably worse than him pulling that shit on a stranger. Phoenix was lonely after Miles went abroad again, and the two got coffee, and it blossomed from there. Kristoph was aware that Phoenix was suspicious of him after a while, but they both held the belief of keeping your enemies close. Phoenix would joke about his food being poisoned every day, and Kristoph would humor him with a faux fake-innocent smile.

He has never uttered the word "love" in regards to anyone but Vongole. Not his mother, not his brother, not his boyfriends.

While they were working together, he and Apollo worked out together. I think this is so fucking hilarious.

This is crazy I know but in the aus where he has amnesia and/or doesn't kill anybody, he trains to become a prosecutor with Klavier. He feels that in order to make up for his disdain in the past and the utter shitshow that was Klavier's courtroom debut, he wants to practice law together so that Kristoph's debut can be with his brother. Also he's dating Shi-Long Lang I KNOW hear me out!!! Miles left Lang for Phoenix, and Phoenix left Kristoph for Miles, so Lang and Kristoph can meet in the middle :) Kristoph needs a strong man with a gun to make sure he doesn't sneak off to poison anyone else. Also I just think Kristoph is subconsciously attracted to weirdos because it's very funny and the pattern started with Phoenix.

He made exactly zero friends in prison. Normally I like to think Prison Gang like Blackquill, Keyes, and Godot are all pals, but he was not at all part of any cliques and sat in his cushy chair in solitary confinement for years, just muttering "Wright" over and over.

His voice sounds like J Michael Tatum's typical fancy gentleman voice!

HE is the one to change his hair after everything. He can't bear the thought of looking like Klavier, who has earned the right to exist exactly how he pleases. His hair is a point of shame now, after it exploded in court. He now styles it as he does in my icon, based on his concept art!!! (DRAWN BY CYANCEES <3333)

[bellysoupset]

SOUP!!!!!!!

oh my goodness this halloween saga is INSANEEEE AND I LOVE IT SO SO SO MUCH AGHHHH😭 i’ve had one of the worst weeks ever and i seriously think that reading this saga was one of the main reasons i made it thru LMAOooo

PLS THE ANGST WAS SPECTACULAR I CANT EVEN EXPLAIN TO YOU HOW MUCH I LOVED THESE FICS. everything with vin and luke was fucking adorable I LOVE THESE BOYS and their friendship so freaking much <3 then bella with jon RAH CHEFS KISS BC??? i LOVE that she was all calm and nonchalant and caring but also super chill about it while jon was kinda dying on the inside bc he wasnt being a “gentleman”, but at the same they both stayed playful and silly <333 and THEN MY BABY GIRL MY QUEEN GETTING ROOFIED????????? EXCUSE YOU BC HOW THE HECK DID YOU MANAGE TO EXCEED MY EXPECTATIONS????? like i really cannot tell you how excited i was about this and i wasnt sure how you were gonna approach the whole getting roofied thing but i fully trusted that you’d deliver the angst, AND oh my DID YOU‼️‼️‼️‼️

leo being so protective and worried about her???? both him and bella getting ARRESTED protecting her??????? AND JON’S PANIC GOSHHHHH IT WAS EVERYTHING IVE EVER WANTED TO READ‼️‼️‼️ the lack of sympathy sickness with someone other than leo??????? THE REASSURANCE WHEN SHE WAKES UP AND THE HURT AND HELPLESSNESS WHEN SHES SO OUT OF IT AND HE CANT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT????? THE WORRY AT THE HOSPITAL AND OMFG MY BABY VIN ALL PANICKED AND WORRIED AND BLAMING HIMSELF I CANT BREATHEEEEE 😭😭 and the arrest not being enough for him OOF I CANT DO THIS OMG THIS WAS SO FUCKING GOOD I LOVE YOUR OCs SO FUCKING MUCH SOUP😭😭😭😭😭

AND THE BELLA FIC HOLY MOLYYYYYYY😩😩😩 when i thought it couldnt get better and/or more angsty IT FUCKING DID and i enjoyed every minute of it AHHHHH🫶🏽 leo all worried and side eyeing her as he noticed something wasnt right and then giving her his jacket 😭😭😭 and then the whole conversation with luke where shes so out of it and OH MY GOODNESS WHEN SHE SPEAKS SPANISH WITHOUT REALISING IT‼️‼️‼️ THE WAY YOU INCORPORATED THAT WAS SO REALISTIC AND INSANE AND AMAZING AND TERRIFYING AND THEN SHE JUST PASSES OUT?????? HELLO I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO MY GIRL AHHHH THIS WHOLE SAGA WAS CRAZY GOOD IM OBSESSED.

for real thank you so much for writing this and thus making my shitty week a lot less shitty❤️‍🩹 bc i swear that reading these restored the very much needed happy chemicals in my brain when nothing else could 😭🫶🏽

side note the whole ✨unknowingly speaking spanish✨ situation is so insane and important to me bc, as an international college student in the U.S. who plays a contact sport where it’s common to get concussions, this is LITERALLY ONE OF MY BIGGEST FEARS and OMFG you described the panic and confusion and fear (and just this whole situation im terrified of) SO fucking well AGHHHHH i know i say it all the time but YOU’RE SO FREAKING TALENTED DUDE PLS NEVER STOP WRITING 😩🫶🏽

- 🦦

Otter!! Hi!!

I adore your wall of texts sooo much!

I'm so sorry you had a crappy week Otter 🥺 I hope it's better now or at least that it's gonna start looking up soon!

It's funny you mentioned the unknowingly speaking spanish thing, because I do that all the damn time. English is not my first language but daily I find myself switching to english and then just being?? So confused when the people around me are not understanding.

End of the day, don't freak out if that does happen to you. Gestures is an universal language. You've got my whole heart as another bilingual person in the interwebs.

[bisexualbitches07]

Fake dating

Jada 1

Jada

Somehow when I imagined hitting rock bottom it went very differently. Here I am sitting at a table with Lucas, the boy I have hated my whole life, about to make a deal.

“How about, our siblings were hanging out and left us alone together and the sexual tension was so high that we just fucked then and there?”

“Great makes both of us sound like horny fucks.”

“Better than getting married.”

“Better than Henry.”

And so we shake hands, and just like that, I am dating Lucas Whitmer until both of our problems get solved.

I should probably explain the situation. It’s late August and school has just gotten back in session. This year there was a new kid, Henry, who insists on following me around like a lost puppy in an attempt to get me to date him. Lucas turned eighteen and is set to inherit the family business, but his parents want him to get married and have set an arranged marriage unless he gets a girlfriend. I overheard Lucas complaining about it to his younger brother and realized the perfect opportunity. 

Standing to leave, I grab my jacket and head for the door. I am almost there when I feel a hand on my wrist, and I barely have time to think about how soft it is, before there is a pair of lips on mine. I stand there in shock for a moment before kissing back. His lips feel soft and he tastes like coffee right after you wake up. Then a tongue slips into my mouth and I lose all sense of where I am for a moment. When I come back to my senses, Lucas has pulled away. I miss the feeling of his lips on mine, but I open my eyes a bit and see Mr.Grady standing at the door with some students. My stomach falls. 

This is why he kissed me. To publicize our ‘relationship’. Not to kiss me. The realization sinks in my stomach like a stone in water. That was the best kiss I have ever had, and not only did it come from Lucas Whitmer, it also meant nothing to him.

I feel Lucas lean in, his arms grabbing my waist and chest pressing against mine, and I suppress a gasp.

“Not a bad plan after all.” His voice comes out husky and needy, and I almost lean in and kiss him again. Wait what? I file that under things to think about later, when there is not a teacher in the room who looks like he could murder us and not think twice about it. 

Lucas, the overconfident bastard he is, whirls around and, even without seeing it, I know he has just put on his most confident smile.

“Mr.Grady how are you?” He asks, his voice coming out sharp and crisp,”very sorry about that,”he turns to glance at me,”display you just witnessed. My girlfriend and I got a little excited.”

At the word girlfriend two things happen. One, my stomach fills with nerves, the plan is on. Two, a couple girls there all start to whisper to each other and glare at me. Even Mr.Grady looks surprised, and that is not a face I thought he could pull.

Lucas takes a step forward, pulling me with him and says, “We’ll get out of your way.” And with that he tugs me out of the classroom.

“Not a bad plan huh?” He whispers in my ear as he pulls himself behind me and places his hands on my hip. I have that overwhelming urge to spin around and kiss the hell out of him and I almost do, but Amy, my best friend, turns the corner and sees us.

“What. The. Hell.” Her voice feels like a spritz of water in my face, and it’s just what I need to snap out of my daze and pull away from Lucas.

“Jada Potts. Please tell me I am imagining that you were just,”she lets out a shudder,”touching Lucas Whitmer.”

“Look Amy it’s just-”

“She’s my girlfriend.” Lucas’ arm slings around my shoulder.

“WHAT “ Amy screeches,”No way in hell. She would never date you.” That last word has a bit of venom in it. I feel Lucas’s arm around me tense at her words and this time I do it. I reach over, grab his face, and kiss him.

He immediately melts into it and moves his hands back to my hips. I stand on my toes and run my fingers through his hair, and his blonde hair is even softer than it looks. He pulls on my thigh and I jump up onto him slipping my tongue in his mouth. I feel him moving and then there is a locker hitting my back.

“Alright I dont need to see you two fuck, I believe you.”

We pull apart and I expect him to set me down, but he leans in and grabs his earlobe with my teeth. I let out a slight moan and he gently sets me down and whispers in my ear,”I like your plan better.” he pulls away,”I have to leave. See you later babe.” And with that he disappears around a corner.

“What the hell happened?” Like always Amy’s voice is sharp and concise, just like her.

“Our siblings were hanging out and we were horny. Simple as that.”

I can tell she doesn't really believe me, but she knows she will never get the truth about me, I’m a great liar. “You know if he’s forcing you to do anything you can tell me, right?” she began as she reached out to me,” I know Lucas, and he is amazing at manipulating people to do what he wants. If you feel unsafe, tell me.”

I grab her hands and whisper”Lucas is not forcing me to do anything I don’t want to do.”

She nods. 

“So what have you been writing recently?”

And with that subject change she happily talks about her works as we walk down the hall.

[monzabee]

OKAY TO PREFACE, YOU DO NOT HAVE TO RESPOND TO THIS!!! I JUST WANTED TO SHARE AND IT TURNED INTO A WHOLE RANT 😭😭😭

i recently got my friend into f1 and she SWEARS that i only got into watching it because me and my boyfriend are a f1 fanfic trope. (we’ve been together two years but i met him at my first ever job. i’ve been watching f1 since before i knew him). anyways, she says it’s the way we act on top of the obvious passenger princess X driver trope WHICH OKAY i am admittedly a horrible driver and so i think she’s onto something there and i thought it was funny so i wanted to tell a fellow f1 girlie.

SOOO my boyfriend is a master tech (a pro mechanic basically) and currently getting a degree in engineering. he can build a car from scratch, has worked with mercedes & audi & been offered jobs by literal luxury ass car brands that he had to turn down cause he’s doesn’t graduate for a couple more months. basically, he’s a car genius and hes not even 21 yet (subtle brag cause i’m his official hype woman). he wanted to get into racing as a kid but as he got older, felt like he was more interested in the building and fixing of cars then the actual racing, though he still LOVES racing himself it’s just not a career he wanted to pursue.

NOW OKAY, so he’s this amazing driver and builder car guy and when we met i didn’t even have a license and nobody trusted me enough with their car to practice cause im… not great. i have a habit of going way too fast but recklessly cause i have zero skills and also breaking way too hard. he actually took the time to teach me how to drive. 99% of the time i’m still a passenger princess and the 1% this man is gripping his fucking seat and giving me comments like (these are real ones too) “ooh don-annnnd you cut him off. okay. that’s fine,” “look that guy just flipped you off haha” “what? why?” “cause he had the right of way and you almost ran him over?” “BABE BABE BABE THIS IS ONLY AN EXIT” “WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME SOONER?” “I THOUGHT YOU KNEW” “WELL CLEARLY NOT!!?” and the same exact conversation about me hitting a curb and he ‘thought i would notice and correct my mistake’ (spoiler: i didn’t. i never notice. i am a menace to the streets and a public safety hazard behind the wheel). there’s so much more. i literally ran over his neighbors mailbox the same exact night that i accidentally drove over the middle part of a traffic circle. our texts ab me driving are so funny i wish i could screenshot and send them on anon. the best thing though is he always makes fun of me and gives me shit but when i tell you if i even do a smidgen of a thing good or like correctly name a car type or brand or a car part his whole attitude changes and now he’s my biggest supporter and suddenly i am a fucking car pro.

ANYWAYS, LET ME NOT GIVE HIM TOO MUCH CREDIT CAUSE HE WOULD CALL ME CORNY! so he IS the best person for car related shit BUT in every other aspect i am the go to. i gotta type out his professional emails and explain that you can in fact NOT put that type of plastic in the microwave. hes good at math, cars, video games, speaking more than one language, being strong, and knowing how to swim but I TAKE THE CAKE IN EVERYTHING ELSE!!!

👻👻👻

SORRY THIS IS SO LONG! YOU DONT GOTTA REPLY !!!

OKAY I READ THIS WHEN I WAS LITERALLY LEAVING MY HOUSE LAST NIGHT BUT I THINK WE MIGHT BE THE SAME PERSON😭 i've had my driver's licence for five years but i swear everytime i get behind the wheel i feel like i've forgotten how to drive so i do prefer to be just a passenger princess. SO I GET YOU AND THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH IT AND I THINK IT'S BETTER THAN BEING THE DRIVER😭

also you boyfriend is an engineering student?? MINE IS TOO😭 the things he talks to me sometimes i totally don't get it at all but it is so funny every time he tries to teach me something about engineering because my humanities brain cannot handle it😭

ANYWAY READING THIS LAST NIGHT MADE ME SO EXCITED AND IT WAS SO CUTE SO THANK YOU FOR MAKING MY NIGHT😭🩷

[blackcatauthor]

“ELEANOR KINGDOM”

This is only a part of the book I’m currently making; the scenes, characters, places, are all created by me.

chapter one title : Eleanor Academy

THE PEOPLE ARE GETTING ready for the princess’s birthday, King Damian had always made his only heir’s birthday special as she is the only one he had left in his life. In three days, the princess will turn seventeen and getting closer to her coronation. Astra wasn’t excited, after all, her father was only doing this for his own sake.

Astra lay her head on the palm of her hand, she was impatiently waiting for the lecture to end. The professor was discussing about how the sun god had defeated the demons and won the battle.

It was always the same story.

the princess yawned, earning the professor’s attention. “Lady Astra,”, the students were shocked, she had some nerve to even call on the princess. “would you please tell me what the sun god did to protect us? instead of yawning in my class.”, professor Katherine snarked.

She’s a crazy woman. was all the student could ever think of.

Astra scoffed, “he protected us using the spell “solar soul” in which killed the dark demons.”, she answered confidently.

“I’m surprised she knew” — the students whispered.

The princess rolled her eyes, “Aelius was favored by the Gods, he was gifted with an owl that can turn into a staff, even with so much power he never turn his back on his people to do terrible things. He became a God for that reason,”, Astra said, raising her eyebrow at the professor.

Professor Katherine smirked, surprised she even still remember the story. “Great, you may sit.”

Astra sat down, she heard a laugh beside her. The princess furrowed her eyebrows, “you are such a nerd!”, Blaise laughed, “and stop with those eyebrows, you’ll get all wrinkly!”, he continued to laugh quietly.

The princess sighed, her lips curled to a smile. “shut up, will you?”, she playfully rolled her eyes.

“I’m surprised a royalty like you even cared about a story like that,”, a female voice spoke, also beside Astra. Two turn their head, “uh? yeah, why wouldn’t I know? it’s literally my family’s history.”, Astra replied.

Astra looked at the girl; pink short hair with pink eyes and pale skin, “an educated princess? that’s new.”, she mocked the princess. “so, do you know the four horsemen?”

The princess crossed her arms, “of course I do. I’m not stupid, cerys.”, she retorted at the pink girl.

Cerys was shocked that the princess knew her name, “oh really? ‘cause it seems like you’re just waiting to be crowned, you don’t need to be smart just to get your way up there. stupid politics and status. higher ups who don’t care about the poor people who can’t afford to pay for their land. people like you are nasty and filthy.”

Astra sighed, “I never thought of you as a talkative person, if you’re trying to piss me off, insulting my life isn’t gonna work. So fuck off, cerys.”, Astra smiled as she stand up from her seat, the bell rings as the student also decided to leave the class.

“Got yourself a hater?”, Blaise said.

The princess shrugged, “she can line herself up on my hater list,”, she chuckled, as her friend did the same.

“Who was she again?”, the boy asked.

“Cerys, the transferee. Quite a loner actually, I never see her with anyone.”, Astra explained. The two made their way to the cafeteria.

“Hey, Astra! Hey, fucktard!”, that fucking voice, Blaise thought. The two turn their head, that lousy and arrogant lady, her blonde hair and blue eyes that perfectly match her beautiful face. “that bitch..”, Blaise mumbled.

Briar laughed, placing her arms around Astra and Blaise’s shoulder. “Look at how you’ve grown, Blaise! Didn’t i used to beat you up all day?”, She said, reminiscing the past.

“I see that you didn’t even grew an inch?”, he retorted and shrugged off Briar’s arm. “I’ll see you around, Astra.”, he walked away, Astra wave him goodbye.

Briar pouted her lips, “gee, since when was he like that to me?”, the girl said crossing her arms as he watch “So? How was your birthday planning?”

Astra sighed, “great? can’t tell. I don’t even want to celebrate it.”, she said with a frown.

“how are you? I haven’t seen you the whole summer.”, Astra asked.

Briar smile turned into a smirk, “did you know that in griffin kingdom, not only their tropicals are hot, but also their young lads?”

“That mouth of yours scares me,”

The blonde girl laughed, “I’m telling you the truth!”

“Oh I know.”, Astra laughed, rolling her eyes. Briar smirked at her response.

“Do you know the prince of their kingdom?”, briar asked.

Astra crossed her arms, “there’s plenty of princes’s in their kingdom, bri. You have to be more specific.”, she stated as they both enter the cafeteria.

Briar sat on the chair, “Uhhh.. kith? no.. Kian? shit no.. uhm.. fuck..”, she wonders while furrowing her eyebrows.

“Killian?”

“Yes! Killian! you know him?”

Astra nodded, “of course I do, I met him once.”

“met who?”, a girl with wavy ginger hair, green dress, and emerald eyes that stare down at astra. “hey, Ezra.”, the princess greeted.

Astra turn her head, her eyes met with another girl, brunette hair and pink dress. “Hello, Scarlet.”

“hey astra.”, the two girls greeted synchronized.

The two sat down, “who did you meet?”

“Killian,”, Astra simply said.

“Oh.. Cythia’s cousin?”, Ezra asked.

Briar looked at them confused, “their cousins? does that mean cythia’s a royal too?”

“You didn’t know?”

“Am I the only one who didn’t know??”

The girls continued to chat with each other, the cafeteria was filled with voices of each student. everyone was back from their summer break, they all grew different. Cupid stared at the princess from afar, her left palm continued to glow yellow, Cupid gasped; seeing her other palm glowed red. Kuma.

After their lunch, they all went to their respective classes.

Astra felt pink eyes staring at her, the princess grumbled. Annoyed, she decided to look back at Cerys. She raised her eyebrows, Cerys rolled her eyes and looked away. Weirdo. Astra thought.

A black haired boy grunt, feeling the pain on his stomach. His opponent, Xin Cythia; clenched his hands onto the sword, ready to strike the black haired boy, lain. Xin swayed his sword, attacking lain, in which the boy fell onto the ground.

Xin’s eyes glowed, Green flames showed from his hands then flowed to his swords. Lain got up and rolled up his sleeves, the girls squealed as Lain smirked at his friend. Xin scoffed. Lain runs towards him, his eyes also glowed grey as his arms turn into metal.

He strikes Xin; causing him to fall on the ground. Xin looked up at Lain, “open.”, both his palms released flames, attacking lain. While Lain was blocking the flames, Xin used his blind spot to punch Lain. Once again, the black haired boy fell on the ground. Xin pointed his sword on lain, smirking.

The girls screamed.

“I surrender,”, Lain said, exhaustedly. He let his back fall onto the ground, “I will beat you tomorrow,” the boy panted. His friend laughed, Xin helped him up.

Xin Cythia, the son of the strongest soldier of the Eleanor Kingdom. Xin approached Astra, the brunette boy grew himself some biceps and muscles with his chest pumped up, he was more bigger than he was. Summer did him good.

The trainings with his father every morning paid off, Astra could see him from her balcony, running, doing push ups and fighting every soldier he could go against.

Xin bowed his head, “It’s good seeing you today, princess Astra.��, he greeted her. Astra smiled and greeted him back. Xin was Astra’s personal knight; his family had served her family since the beginning.

“Astra and Cerys, you’re up.”,

“good luck,”, Xin mumbled, slightly bowing his head. “thanks,”, she whispered.

Astra breathed out and picked out a weapon. knife, sword, blade, scabbard, katana. The princess placed her hand on the blade, checking if it was sharp. Astra wasn’t sure what to use; because a bow was her usual combat weapon.

Cerys used a katana, they both got themselves ready, standing in front of each other at the ring. The professor signals them to start, Cerys immediately attacked Astra. In which Astra dodge by jumping backwards, Astra was confused, her cerys’s face looked familiar with that katana.

Astra swing her hand, her blade nearly touching Cerys’s face. Cerys used her free hand to punch Astra, the princess grumbled while wiping the blood on her nose. Astra dropped the blade and strike Cerys on her face while the other hand held her opponent’s wrist. Cerys dropped her katana. The princess snaked her arms around Cerys’s neck as chocked the girl.

Cerys hissed, elbowing Astra on her chest. The students were impressed that both sides haven’t used their powers. Or was it because their powers wasn’t even useful?

They both run towards each other, Astra slides down avoiding Cerys’s katana. Astra jumped up and strike a punch to Cerys. The opponent took the hit on her left cheek, Astra used her other hand to punch again on the right cheek. Cerys gritted her teeth, swings her katana on Astra. The princess used her blade to stop the weapon, Cerys hit Astra on her cheek.

Again, Astra dropped her blade and pushed Cerys. But Cerys lift her foot and slammed it to Astra; who used both her hands to pull Cerys’s foot. The opponent fell onto the ground for the first time. Astra stands up, kicking the katana from Cerys’s hands, The princess stepped on her opponents wrist making her groan.

She crouched, placing the sharp blade on Cerys’s chest. “Give up.”

Cerys spitted on her, “fuck off, princess.”

the princess furrowed her eyebrows, furious. She punched her opponent’s face. Causing Cerys to knocked out.

“bitch,”, Astra panted and jumped out the ring.

Xin wiped the blood from Astra’s cheek, then tucked her hair. “You did great, princess.”

“Thanks,” She muttered, drinking from her bottle.

“I’m surprised, none of you used your powers.”, Blaise said, placing his hand on her shoulder.

Astra stared at her palm then clenched it close, “not like it would be useful, anyway.”, she said shrugging.

CLANG— a huge clang that signals every students to get back inside the academy. The sky was beginning to turn dark, Astra met up with her friends at their dormitory. The princess went inside the bathroom, her dress sliding off her shoulders. Astra opened the showers, as she bath herself, the water quickly seeping into her face. Her hands run into her hair, then to her breast, her thighs.

Astra let out a soft sigh, feeling the warmth of the water.

The princess opened her eyes, turning off the shower. She took her robe and place it on her, she took a towel with her as she walked out the bathroom.

Sitting on her bed, Astra used the towel to dry her hair. A knocked comes from her door, Astra stands up, grabbing and putting on her pajamas.

Astra open her door to reveal Xin, her knight.

“You’re here again,”, she says, softly.

Xin stared at her; barely dried hair, her peach pajamas. “You know, I’ll always be here, right?”, he chuckles while tucking her hair.

“It’s my duty, after all.”

They both entered her room; inside her room, there is a small bed just for Xin. Astra’s father was anxious of something bad happening to his only daughter, So he preferred having someone he trusted to take care of her.

Xin took off his shield, sits down his own bed which is beside the window. “Good night, princess astra,”, he whispered, staring at the princess.

“Good night, Xin..”, she whispered, closing her eyes.

The next morning, Cupid decided to look around the Academy; looking for red glow. She was sure he wasn’t out yet, the glow wasn’t as bright. He could still be locked up inside his cage.

Cupid entered the library, the glow started to become brighter. Her eyes widened, again, her palm glowed two colors. Yellow and bright red.

The princess felt another pair of eyes staring at her, she turn around but no one was there. She furrowed her eyebrows, shrugged off the feeling. Then suddenly she was pulled into a room, Astra quickly punched the person.

“Fucking bitch!”, Cerys yelled.

“Cerys?”, Astra yelled back. “What the hell??”

Astra pushed the pink girl, “why did you do that?”, she asked, angry.

“You said you’re smart right?”, Cerys asked.

The princess raised her eyebrows, smirking. “Yeah?”

“Well, do you know about the four horsemen?”

“Yeah?”

“What exactly do you know?”

“A lot—“, Astra received a slight pushed.

Astra rolled her eyes, “I know about their histories, Conquest was a God, War was a sorceress, Famine was immortal and Death was Demon. The four horsemen protected the kingdom beside Eleanor.”, she explained.

“He chooses you, you’re the next conquest.”

[raileurta]

Storytime on how I was in my y/n era, and became a furry super villain with the Joker.

--By anonymous

So recently I just finished making my new partial fursuit it took me very long to do so, over two years to be exact. While fursuit making is a lengthy process and I'm always pretty busy with college and you know Gotham ect. It didn't't compare to the horrible task of needing to ship stuff. You know how hard it is to import stuff to Gotham?! Let me tell you how. Most people won't even touch our city with a ten foot poll, even disregarding that there was a 99.9% chance of it being stolen, or destroyed in an attack. The amount of shit I had to order repeatedly was SO STU I- I'm getting off track but I really needed to get that off my chest.

I was obviously really excited so I had the "brilliant" idea to go out fursuiting to "show off my new suit."

God I was such an idiot.

My fursona is fairly colorful with them canonically mostly wearing suits/vests. You see in Gotham if you even wear remotely colorful clothes you're going to be mistaken as a outsider or a rogue ; especially if you're wearing suits.

I'm a depressed college student that was running on 3 hours of sleep at the time, cut me some slack.

It probably didn't help that my fursona also was a skully. But my dumb ass self for whatever reason completely forgot about this. So here I was walking around with a pink vest covered in different animal skulls, a white undershirt, with lime green pants, brown dress shoes and white gloves.

I went to my favorite coffee shop because all Gothamites have a caffeine addiction we need to adhere to. Unknown to me at the time Joker was actually robbing a bank that was literally two streets over. The coffee shop workers were kinda wary of me but I didn't notice because people in Gotham acted weird all the time. So when I see the god damn JOKER about to drive down our street with tons of cash in his admittedly cool car I pull out the gun I was carrying. (It's Gotham if you're not carrying some level of self-defense you're an idiot) Apparently though everyone thought I was robbing the place and the employees started trying to in common routine give me the money in the cash register. Before I can explain that I'm not actually trying to rob them Joker sees me and I guess he thought I looked interesting. He then turns the car towards the shop and then proceeds to drive into the fucking coffee shop.

His car easily smashed through the glass windows and the wood furniture in the car's way along with two poor people who were on a coffee date.

I am just standing there staring at the Joker getting out of his car not sure what to do, scared out of my mind. So my brain filled purely with adrenaline thinks it's the best idea to try and shoot the Joker. With the gun in my hand I hastily raised the gun and tried shooting him. Keyword tried.

I would consider myself pretty decent with a gun. I have been hunting and frequently go to shooting ranges for five years. Unfortunately I got pretty lazy with keeping up my skills so I hadn't shot a gun in like 4 months. This means I was pretty out of practice. I also was you know sure I was going to die a horrible death, while in a fursuit that was obscuring my vision. That doesn't give people a stable level of mind/sight to successfully shoot something. Unless you are one of our useless cops without glasses.

So when I pulled the trigger I ended up missing the Joker and hitting a cop that was previously across the street coming up behind him and trying to shoot Joker himself . I only hit him in the shoulder and didn't kill him thankfully. Joker complimented my "sharp shooting" thinking I was trying to save him and with him liking my ✨ aesthetic ✨ he invited me to join him.

Me pretty deep in shock just agreed as I didn't want to be killed. After getting into the car with him he started to drive to his safe house I think. Before we could reach it though the other cops finally showed up, I was now in a high speed police care chase with the Joker. He handed me this bazooka looking thing and said to shoot the cops. Idfk what I was doing at this point and I was scared I was going to go to Arkham so I thought what the hell. I tried shooting the thing at the cop at the very front of the chase and you know what? I missed, again and the thing hit this truck holding some type of gas and exploded; killing all the cops in one go.

(My therapist is going to need a therapist)

Joker complimented my shooting again saying something like I was "putting the angsty bat kid to shame." I don't know what the hell he was talking about cause I was processing that I just became a mass murderer.

When we finally reached his safe house I was met with the Riddler, Penguin, and Scarecrow. They were all sitting at this large table that was covered in paper and various weapons.

Riddler was in the far left bent over a paper writing down something. Mumbling about different riddles he had to try out on the Batman.

Penguin who was on the right side of the Riddler seemed annoyed at his ramblings. He didn't look like he had any plans in front of him on the messy table.

Scarecrow was-

I honestly didn't give a fuck cause you know I was still thinking about how I'm a mass murderer now. Joker started talking about how I saved his bacon and wanted to introduce me. When he realized he didn't actually know my name he just looked at me expectantly. With all the rogues' eyes on my now I was feeling pretty pressured. (Social anxiety is a bitch) I said the first thing that came to mind at that moment. So with all the courage I could muster I proclaimed in the most crazed sounding voice I could do that my name is-

"The Skull Collecter."

Like what kinda drugs was I on?! What edge lord's type shit name is "Skull Collector." Though I guess it's slightly accurate since I do collect different animal skulls. Satisfied with my shitty name they asked what my deal was with the Joker and what I wanted with them. So too deep into this shitty situation I started to weave a tale about my backstory.

I said that I was once a regular average Joe with an interest in collecting skeletons. I became more obsessed overtime with my hobby until I eventually I "realized" how better animal and human skulls were when harvested by my own means. (Once again it was half true since I do like collecting then cleaning the skeletons myself.) So I started killing people in secret and taking their heads. Scarecrow told me he actually heard of me awhile back. I don't know if a god took pity on me for the sheer lunacy of my situation but apparently there was conveniently a maniac going around killing and stealing people's heads. Later through my own research I learned that the same guy died accidentally when trying to escape the police in Washington. Fell off a building apparently and died before the ambulance could reach the hospital.

I really really didn't want to get absolutely bodied by Batman and sent to Arkham if he followed the Joker's and my trail. So I made up some excuse about how I needed to go do something important at my "lair" and I had to go. Thankfully after a little more convincing I was free to leave. After I was a decent distance away I immediately took off my fursuit head; I then proceeded to have a complete utter mental breakdown.

Well that's chapter one! I want to do this fic in third person in the future if I complete it.

[seahydra]

HIIII LEVI WAVES can i ask for 3, 6, and 14? :3

Ahhh! Hello?! You know, this is a lot more interaction than I was actually expecting to get...

> Casual F/O takeover asks!

3. How did you and s/i meet anyways? What was that first encounter like?

Uh... Um... This is gonna be awkward. How do I even explain this?!

So... To start, there was this exchange program, right? Meant to unite the Devildom, the human world, and the Celestial Realm, or something like that. Whatever! Anyway, he got selected to be one of the two human students that came here and attended our school. Ah, that only explains how she ended up in hell to begin with, though. ...Do I have to tell the rest of this?

Well, to shorten the story a little- He was supposed to be living with us, so it was my annoying and stupid older brother who brought her home in the first place. I was pissed at him (for unrelated reasons), but he ran off before I could do anything about it. I had an idea, though. So I dragged her to my room to try and discuss it with her... it did not go well. That's all I want to say.

6. Be honest, what was your first impression of s/i when you first met them?

I JUST said-!! Okay, fine... I'll elaborate.

Before I say ANYTHING, you have to keep in mind that I don't really like anyone at first, alright?! So... yeah, I didn't like him either.

Anyway, how our first encounter ended up going was... Initially, I wanted to talk to him about having her form a pact with my brother, right? But we got sidetracked. She saw all the posters and stuff in my room and got excited- he tried telling me that she also liked some of the same stuff I did, and...

And I fucked up by getting defensive and accusing him of lying about it and being a poser, basically. So then she got mad at me, we got into an argument, and she left before I could even propose my initial idea. L for me.

Man, this is kind of making me depressed to think about again... That wasn't even the worst thing I did, either! How the hell did we even become friends?! I mean, I'm totally happy we are, but...!

14. If s/i was here right now, what would you tell them?

I'd like to say that I'd say something totally cool like "Thank you for staying with me, even though I am the way I am" or "You're more important to me than anything else", but if I'm being totally honest... if they were actually in front of me while I was saying that, I'd shut down.

But this is only a hypothetical question, so does that really matter...? Well, it'd be something like that, anyway.

[the-doomed-witch]

A lil'hurt that you totally forgot about me but laughed too much at you seating on the couch next to your grandma, phone out opening a lesbian smut, gasping and hiding it. 😂😂😂

Well, it doesn't need to be a back to back series.. it could be just some drabbles and small fics around the same AU... Like when you hav- OH, I JUST HAD AN IDEA... maybe count as a request? Now I am excited. *talks really fast*

Wanda bottom air hostess + Y/N! Mommy/daddy. They are working together during the New Yrars in a transatlantic flight. Maybe Y/N suggests that Wanda would be having a different kind of fireworks at midnight (hot🔥hot🥵hot🔥hot). And she teases and edges Wanda several times during the whole flight, just letting her come at exactly midnight.. COME ON - do that for both of us! That would be a great plot... think about it? You know you want it :x 😬

I clearly am not the best person to tell you to be concerned.. I am right now in a tire shop fixing my car and having very detailed thoughts about edging Wanda until 2023.... do you need a ride to hell? 😂

Ok, I might be feeling a little sympathetic to the teacher who had to grade a 70+ page ledger 😂😂😂

And I am totally down to the menstruational rights!! I once had that discussion with my embryo teacher. Got up from the exam and told him I needed to reschedule. He was.. not understanding... and asked me for a "medical pass(?)". He thought I would have to go to the hospital to get one.. I just texted a doctor which I know in front of him, she gave me the paper over whatsapp in a few minutes and I shoved at his face.. it was the best moment of my entire graduation.. it was better than graduating itself. *His face to me mic dropping in front of a 80 students class* <3 #GenderfluidBossing

Funny how a now-also-smut-writer would score 100% on human anatomy... (I will not continue this line of thought)

(Thirsty twodots having thoughts about Wanda)

. . 🚿

PLS HAHAHA I LITERALLY THOUGHT IM GONNA BE DISOWNED 😭😭😭 for one fact i know is i’m not out to my parents and i don’t plan on coming out ever so yeah, it’s kind of horrifying x2 😭

drabbles & small fics around the same au sound like a great idea to me! but anything in continuation? i just can’t do that🥲

IT’S ALMOST 7AM AND I’M LOSING MY MIND OVER THIS REQUEST 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 edging wanda over and over and then she gets so sensitive and starts begging with her innocent and adorableeeeeee face so you kind of caress & coo to her and tell her to wait for a few more seconds 🥺 i’m gonna start working on it because mmmhmmmm i love this idea so much 🤤

oh my 😭😭 you can definitely come and pick me up on the ride to hell. yup there’s absolutely no escape for me so why not go there a little in advance?

don’t get me started on the 70+ page ledgers and journals and whatnot. duuuuuuude they ask us to make the most stupid ones like they’d do that just to get on our nerves. once they asked us to make different interest received and interest paid accounts LIKE FUCK THIS! THIS IS SO STUPID. i barely think they even grade it, they just go through the balancing figures 🥲😭

AS YOU SHOULD. IT PISSES ME OFF SO MUCH WHEN MEM THINK MENSTRUATING IS AN EASY TASK. YOU ARE SO ICONIC FOR THAT!!! they usually go like “you guys do this every month it should be easy for you to adjust.” yeah asshole it’s not limited to a week. the week before we tend to fall sick and feel uneasy. the week during we have cramps headaches and so many other issues. the week after we still suffer from them. so approximately 3/4th of our life is spent in physical pain and it’s fucking not easy!!!!!!!

whenever a man begins mansplaining me about menstruation it makes me SO ANGRY i cannot even begin to explain.

no no no keep going i wanna learn more about this line off thought.

i literally laughed out at the thirsty two dots omg that’s so cute hfgfghhvdghg😭😭😭

[goldenshoyo]

Taste like Strawberries - DILF Daichi

Warnings: Fem!Reader, age gap (Reader is 22 and Daichi is mid to late 30s), daddy kink (obv), brat taming, finger sucking, spit kink sorta, dumbification, degradation, thigh riding, oral (m. receiving), rough sex, a little praise, alcohol consumption. (as always, let me know if you want something else tagged)

Word Count: 4.9k (honestly idk how it got so long hahaha sorry)

Author’s note: This is my contribution to @kaijime's dilf collab! Make sure you go check out the masterlist and read all the wonderful works on there as well! Also, I edited this at 2am; so sorry if it is a mess.

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Can you pick Mei up for me? I have to work late.

You sigh looking down at the text from your sister, this is the third time in the last few weeks she’s sprung this on you. Despite knowing there’s nothing she can do about it, it’s irritating with her husband traveling and needing to work. The one good thing is the quality time you get funny spoiling your niece after school, getting her whatever junk food she wants that your sister never lets her have.

Texting her back that you will, you go back to studying. Your final year of college has been more stressful than you expected, work always piling up with your motivation lacking. No wonder so many students take an extra year. However, you were determined to finish now and not extend your torment any longer.

Glancing at your phone you see it’s nearing pick-up time at Mei’s school. You clean up the library table, shoving your laptop and notes into your bag, and leave. The drive isn’t long, her school is close to your apartment and sister’s house so you would have needed to take this route anyways. Pulling into a free spot near the school, you leave your bags in the car going out to meet her by the school’s front gate.

“Big sis!” Your niece squeals and you look up from your phone. She’s dragging another little girl behind her, pulling her your way. “This is Kaiya! She’s my best friend. She said it's okay I use her first name, so don’t scold me like momma does! I let her call me Mei too!”

You laugh listening to her babble on about her new friend. She’s coming up on her 6th birthday, and every day she is growing more and more into her own personality. “I wouldn’t scold you like your mother. You know that,” you bend at the knees, getting at their height.

“Hi Kaiya, I’m ----. It’s nice to meet you.” You shake her little hand and she smiles.

“You’re very pretty, like Mei.” She pulls her hand away and then her lip pouts. “I wish I had a big sister.”

“I can be your big sister too if you want. Mei, you don’t mind sharing me do you?”

“Only if you promise to get me ice cream.” Her eyes and nose squint and she laughs, her mischievous face has stayed the same since she was a toddler. It’s impossible to resist.

You stand up, rubbing her head and laughing. “Fine, we can stop by a shop on the way home.”

“Sorry,” a deep male voice comes from a few feet behind you. “I had a work thing... I’m sorry I’m a little late baby.”

You watch as a tall, broad man picks up Kaiya while she giggles and wraps her arms around his neck while squealing ‘daddy’. You smile politely when he looks at you. His face is handsome, features not too sharp or round; everything about it warm and inviting. He’s still dressed in his uniform, well besides the jacket. You assume he’s a part of the police force from the pants and belt he wears matched with a dark blue shirt that clings to his form.

“I hope she wasn’t bothering you,” he says while setting her down.

“Oh of course not. She was very polite and well behaved. You’ve raised a great daughter.”

He chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. “Thank you. I’m Sawamura Daichi, and you are?” His smile is so cute, you think. It’s not forced or out of politeness, but instead genuine happiness.

“---- -----,” you tell him and shake his hand. He squeezes it once, and your stomach turns. What was that?

“Is Mei yours?” He tilts his head, eyes going between you and your niece. “I’ve never met her mother, only your husband. Kaiya talks non-stop about Mei when she’s home with me.”

“Oh, no-no. I’m her aunt. My sister works a lot, so I pick her up from time to time.” You laugh. “I go to the local college, so it’s close by. It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Sawamura.” Trying to keep yourself from becoming too flustered, you look away. Watching as your niece digs through her backpack for some reason.

“Please, call me Daichi. It’s nice to-”

“Daddy, big sis is taking Mei to get ice cream!” Kaiya cuts him off. “Can we go too? Pretty please!” She kisses her father’s cheek, smiling brightly as he sets her back down. She holds tight to his hand, begging some more.

“If it’s okay with your dad, we don’t mind. Do we, Mei?”

She nods with a big smile. “Kaiya they have the BEST strawberry flavor.”

“Do you mind? I don’t want to impose on your time with Mei.” Daichi asks while still keeping an eye on the girls, who have wandered a few feet away while blabbering about ice cream flavors.

“Of course not. It’s good for young girls to spend time together.” He nods and thanks you. “There’s a spot close by. We could walk if you don’t mind.”

“Better wrangle the girls then,” he laughs, walking towards them both and getting their attention.

Taking a deep breath and letting out a sigh, you try and relax. It’s just ice cream for the girls… even if Kaiya’s hot dad is coming along. You’re sure he’s just trying to be nice and let his daughter have a nice time. However, it’s hard not to feel something when a man this hot and good with children is around.

The ice cream shop has a pretty outdoor area off the back of the shop, fenced in with a swing set and other children’s toys and playsets. No one else is visiting currently, so the girls have the playground to themselves, running around with ice cream dripping all over the ground when they forget they should be holding the cones up. Sitting quietly, spooning ice cream into your mouth, you try not to stare at Daichi too often.

“What are you studying?” He asks, breaking the silence that was threatening to become awkward.

“Oh, uh,” you swallow the cold cream. “Literature and classics.”

“Interesting. I bet you enjoy reading to your niece then,” he smiles at you before taking another spoonful of ice cream. You can’t help but watch his tongue dart around the spoon.

“Yeah.” You say quickly looking away. “Mei enjoys it, well, when she pays attention. Does Kaiya like stories?”

“Her mother says she always listens to her when she reads, but for me, it’s hard enough to get her to go to bed. I don’t think she’d ever stay still to let me read her a book.” He continues to talk about the weekends he gets with her, and you listen closely.

It’s stupid, you think. You shouldn’t feel this excited that he’s either divorced or at least no longer together with Kaiya’s mom. It’s selfish, but lucky in some ways. You don’t have to worry about a jealous wife coming after you because her husband paid for your ice cream.

“I’m not around for bedtime, so I can’t really relate.” You say softly and stick your tongue out lick the spoon clean. Stopping yourself from licking the ice cream off, deciding to explain more, “Mei never really stays the night anyway. She gets too worked up without her-”

The spoon is plucked from your hands and you frown looking at Daichi, who has a shit-eating grin plastered on his face. “What do you like to do at bedtime?”

Your breath catches in your throat, and you stutter out something incoherent. Daichi’s tongue swipes up your spoon, and you watch carefully, longing to be that spoon as his tongue drags across it.

“Well?” He continues, then hands you back the spoon.

“I, uh, I don’t know.” You manage to stutter some words, even if it's not a real answer. “I uh-”

“It’s okay, sweetheart. You don’t need to answer now. Let me see your phone,” he asks holding out his hand and you hurry to hand it to him. He puts in his number then hands it back to you. “I’m not free on weekends unless I get a sitter. But, I’ll see you around.”

You sit, stunned by how quickly that turned from a polite playdate for your niece to potentially a playdate with Daichi. You bring your hands to your face, trying to compose yourself before waving at both Daichi and Kaiya as they leave.

“Big sis,” your niece wines. “Wanna go home.” She pulls you from the park bench and through the shop while you continue trying to collect your thoughts.

Did you really just pull a dad? There’s no way he was serious, right?

--

You texted him the night after you got ice cream, but he hadn’t responded. It wasn’t until late Sunday evening he sent back a short ‘you’re welcome’ after you thanked him for the ice cream. Your face burned and your stomach twisted with every flashback to watching his tongue slide across your spoon.

It was so unnecessary.

It was so hot.

Gathering up the courage to ask when you could see him again took another day and liquid encouragement. Maybe texting him while you were drunk wasn’t the best idea, but it did make sending him photos of yourself a lot easier. The ones you got in return nearly made you drool. Joining the police force ensured he never lost his perfect physique. Every inch of him looked like it had been handcrafted by the gods themself.

Slipping your fingers into your panties and toying with your desperate clit was all too fun when he called you late that night, not caring about his early morning shift or the classes you may have. His voice breathy and deep, yours whiny and high pitched when you came around your fingers begging him to come over and fuck you.

He only laughed, telling you to wait until he had a day off.

--

Sitting across from him at dinner should be fun. He keeps the conversation going and you always paid attention and politely answered. However, it becomes increasingly obvious that the burning between your thighs is becoming unbearable.

“Check please,” he tells the waiter, and you nearly squeal with excitement.

“Mind if I go get some fresh air while you settle the bill?” You ask, placing your hand over his; thumb drawing circles on the back of his hand.

“Of course, sweetheart.” He smiles at you and you walk out of the door, ignoring the way his eyes make you feel as you walk out the door.

Cool evening air hits you hard. Letting out another sigh, you laugh at yourself for acting this desperate in public. He must know. It’s not like you’ve been good at hiding it. You’re worse than a cat in heat, mewling for attention and a quick fix.

“Ready?” His voice startles you and you turn to face him. You nod and he extends his hand out for you. The walk to his car is short, and you’re grateful for the dim lighting in the parking garage once you slide into the passenger seat.

Unable to can’t wait any longer, you straddle his lap in his seat and he tilts his head, looking up at you in amusement. Kissing his neck, you run your hands down his chest and slowly grind against him. His firm hands hold your hips and you whimper, trying to convince him to give your body more attention.

“Daichi,” you whine against his neck. “Please, I need-”

You’re stopped as his hand takes control of your jaw, cheeks squished in his hand while he admires you above him. His gaze is intense, not a hint of a smile or enjoyment on his face, but the bulge in his pants hints otherwise. You frown looking down on him, irritated this is the most he’s touched you all night.

“I don’t like brats.” He says simply. “Impatient ones are even more annoying. Tell me, are you going to be an annoying brat?”

You try and shake your head no, barely getting it to move from side to side in his grip.

“Good,” he releases your face and you sigh. Rubbing your cheeks with your fingers you relent from trying the aggressive approach with him; seeing now he’s much less patient than you had expected. “Now can you wait until Daddy takes you home?”

You nod, a smile brimming on your lips while your stomach turns.

“I want to hear you say it.” His eyes somehow focus on you more, making your stomach twist once more.

“Yes, daddy.”

“Good girl.”

The rest of the drive is silent, his hand resting on your exposed thigh a little too close to the hem for comfort. It keeps your mind buzzing, every nerve lit aflame at the slightest bump in the road or motion of his fingers. His thumb occasionally draws circles on your sensitive skin, and the whimper that always leaves your lips feels embarrassing.

Are you really a whimpering mess already?

Everything about being with Daichi made you feel more intense like your body knew just how to react to everything he does and says. Was it the age difference and excitement? Or was it simply because he knew how to touch and speak to you?

“Sweetheart?” Daichi’s voice draws your attention and you look over to him. “We’re home now. Be a good girl for me, and go unlock the door.” He dangles the keys in front of you and you take them nodding.

“Yes sir,” you slip out of the car. Did you call him sir? At the moment it felt right, but now with your face burning and palms sweating you wonder if he thinks it’s ridiculous.

You unlock the door, pushing it open and standing awkwardly waiting for him to walk up the stairs to the front door. Why is he prolonging this? There was no reason for him to stay behind. Turning your head to look where he parked the car, you see he’s talking to a neighbor, laughing, and paying you no mind.

What’s his game here?

You huff, frustrated, and embarrassed with how desperate you’ve been acting and he seems to not have a care in the world. Stepping inside, you close the door and take your shoes off. He doesn’t mind you having access to his house with you unsupervised. After all, he did give you the keys to unlock the door.

His home looks comfortable and lived in, not overly clean but not messy per se. You sit on the couch, crossing your legs and laying your head back. While you know it’s rude to begin feeling this irritated, if something didn’t happen soon you were going to have to call for a ride and get home to a toy or even indulge in one of the sleazy dating apps you’re all too familiar with.

Pulling out your phone, you respond to a few notifications you garnered over dinner, nothing of real substance, but better than sitting in silence. A few friends have invited you to a bar not too far from your location, and you consider it, but the front door opening grabs your attention.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, sweetheart.” He smiles at you and you lay your phone down on the cushion beside you, feeling like you’ve been caught texting in class. “I see you made yourself at home.”

“Oh, I-” you stand up, even more embarrassed.

Does he take pleasure in making you uncomfortable or are you just too on edge?

“Sit back down,” he laughs walking into the kitchen. “Would you like a drink?”

“No thank you,” you answer quickly, sitting back down and laying your hands in your lap to fiddle with your fingers.

He comes back into the living room with his shirt unbuttoned a few, his chest peeking out, and a beer in his left hand. Sitting on the recliner adjacent to the couch, he motions for you with his pointer finger then pats his lap. Your body moves without thinking, straddling him with your knees sinking into the soft cushion of the recliner on either side of his hips. He grins watching your dress ride up your thighs before he takes a drink from his beer.

“Why are you acting so shy now? What happened to that confident little attitude?” He sets the beer down on the table between the couch and chair.

“Why are you toying with me?” You ask, furrowing your brow and tilting your head. “Just fuck me already.”

“There it is,” he chuckles. “You’re not as good of a girl as you think. You’re nothing more than a spoiled brat who needs put in her place. Lucky for you, I know just how to handle bratty girls like you.”

His thumb pulls on your bottom lip and you part them, letting his middle and index finger slip in and press against your tongue. You moan at first, grinding your cunt against his thigh before his fingers slip further in and make you gag. Closing your eyes you grind on him harder, the gagging only intensifying and your body lighting on fire.

“Pathetic,” he laughs while resting his cheek against his hand. Opening your eyes more you see he looks unamused, even as he shoves his fingers down your throat more. “Moaning like this over what? I’m barely touching you.”

You moan again, pressing your core harder on his thigh and whining. Your fingers dig into the arm of the recliner, steadying yourself while you ride his thigh. It feels too good to stop, the minute amount of pleasure intensified by Daichi’s fingers in your mouth.

“Maybe I was wrong,” his voice making you whine again. “Maybe you’re not a brat, just a dumb little slut desperate to cum.” Removing his fingers from your mouth, you take deep breaths, coughing and leaning your head on his shoulder.

“P-please,” you beg. “Please fuck me, daddy. Wanna feel you in me. I’ll be good, I swear.” You sound desperate, you know it and so does he.

“Do you think you deserve it?” He rubs the spit from his fingers onto your cheek while holding your jaw. He shakes your head back and forth slowly as a no for you. “That’s right. You don’t deserve daddy’s cock.”

“B-but-” you whine and grind against him. “Please!”

“Hmm,” he hums, releasing your jaw and licking his fingers clean before taking another sip from his beer. “Maybe if you earn it. I’m not in the mood to fuck an ungrateful whore.”

“Anything!” You nearly shout, eager to please him.

How you’re feeling is different than usual, the need to do whatever Daichi wants completely takes over your own desires. While the feeling is new, it’s something you want to continue to chase. Your head feeling lighter and body burning is all too good to give up now.

“Do I need to tell you what to do?” You nod. “Of course,” he chuckles, “silly of me to forget you’re nothing but a dumb brat. Get on your knees in front of me. Put that mouth to good use for once, won’t ya?”

“Yes daddy,” you say quietly, sliding onto the floor and tugging at his pants.

His belt is a struggle, and he makes no attempt to help you until you’re sliding his pants and boxers off and he lifts his body up just enough to get them down his thighs. Gripping his cock, your mind races wondering if you’ll even be able to fit his girth in your mouth as your fingers barely manage to wrap around him.

“If I finish this beer before you make me cum, I might not fuck you at all.” He says tapping your forehead with the cold glass bottle. “Do you understand?”

You nod again and he leans back into the recliner. Precum leaks from the tip and you wipe it up with your tongue, enjoying the taste as it floods your senses. As your tongue swirls around the head and your warm mouth takes him in, he moans.

It’s quiet and short-lived, but enough to encourage you to take more of him. He fills your mouth so quickly, but you’re determined to make him cum; unsure if it's because you’re desperate to be fucked or if you just really want to please him. Either way, you’re going to have him cumming in your mouth in minutes, you know you can.

You gag loudly when you force him into your throat, nearly taking him to the hilt. This time his moan is louder and longer, making you buzz with pride. Managing to keep him deep in your mouth you rub his balls with your shaky fingers while setting a steady pace bobbing your head up and down.

“Fuck,” he groans. “I guess that mouth is useful for something…” another moan breaks his last word but you don’t care.

The condescending praise just enough to make you hum against him with glee. He bucks his hips when you do, his fingers tangling in your hair and forcing you to choke on him again. You claw at his thighs, desperate to come up for air while you fight against him. He releases the tight hold and you take him out coughing as you stroke him with your hand.

You watch with a frown while he drinks on his beer again, watching carefully as the faint line of liquid lowers nearing the bottom of the bottle. You can do this, you tell yourself before taking a deep breath and taking him back in your mouth. Humming against him lightly while massaging his balls in your palm earns the same reaction, except you’re better at keeping a steady pace now.

“Shit,” he groans.

His cock twitches against your tongue and warm spurts of cum coat your mouth before you can swallow fast enough. He pulls you off his cock by your hair.

“Tongue,” he says and you stick it out timidly.

He spits on your tongue before pulling you to his face and kissing you, his tongue invading your mouth and making you gag at the taste of his beer. His kiss takes your breath away, literally struggling for air as he continues. You’re coughing and pulling away from him while a mix of spit and cum runs down your chin.

“I didn’t think you could do it,” he admits. “I’m surprised someone as desperate and stupid as you could make me cum that fast. I suppose I should reward you then, hmm?”

“Please daddy, please,” you beg. “Want your cock in me so bad.”

His hand slips under your dress and rubs against your soaking panties. “You really do want me, don't you baby?”

You nod.

His free hand gropes your breast, pinching your nipple through the thin material of your dress. You close your eyes biting your lip as you enjoy the not so soft touches he gives you. You moan when his fingers slip into your panties, sliding against your puffy clit.

“Daddy!” You squeal when his middle finger slides inside of you and curls. “Fuck, more please.”

He laughs, pulling his finger out and standing up. He sheds his clothes while you remain on your knees in front of him. You can’t help but admire how good he looks above you like this. Honestly, you think you’d do anything to remain in this moment even if the anticipation of him splitting you open is forcing you to clench around nothing.

Daichi offers you his hand and he assists you in standing to your feet, but it doesn’t last long. He bends you over the arm of his recliner in seconds, pulling your dress down and allowing your bare breasts to fall from it.

“Tell daddy what you want,” he teases while rubbing his cock between your folds.

“Want your cock!” You turn your head back to look at him. “Please, I need it.”

“Good fucking girl,” he groans while sliding inside of you.

Even with your intense arousal and the spit on his cock, it stings. Your body goes limp against the arm of the recliner as you try and relax your body to let him in. Crying into the cushion, you try to not be too loud while getting used to his size.

“If I’d known you’d be this tight, I would have fucked you sooner,” he says after fully sheathing himself inside of you.

He isn’t nice enough to give you more time, too overwhelmed with the way you squeeze him so nicely to not start thrusting immediately. You cry out when his cockhead hits deep inside of you, pulling against your walls as he pulls back out only to do it all over again.

It hurts. It feels ethereal.

“Daddy!” You whine as his fingers twirl your nipple between them and he holds you back against him while relentlessly pounding into you. “Too much!”

“Be a good girl,” he hisses. “I know you can take it.”

You whimper in response, his thrusts forcing your breasts into his hands while he continues to assault them. Your thighs begin to shake and your core feels like it’s a tightwire about to break.

“Wanna cum!” You tell him, some part of you knows it's better to warn him or ask instead of letting yourself go. “Please, daddy! Let me cum.”

“Aw, my little slut is learning,” he chuckles, thrusting deep into you and letting you fall back onto the recliner. “Go ahead, cum for daddy. Cream all over my cock sweetheart.”

He hits the sweet spot inside of you once more and you come undone, cumming around his cock and crying out a mixture of daddy and curses. He grunts as you clench around him, body pliable for him to hold you closer while rapidly fucking you.

He cums, and you feel it drip out of you around his cock before you comprehend what’s happened. You’re too fucked out to even care if you’re honest. He pulls your panties back to the side as he pulls out of you.

“You’re going to keep it all in, aren’t you?” He pulls his pants back on, leaving his shirt on the floor and sitting on the couch.

You nod, pulling your dress back over your breasts and adjusting the thin straps back to a comfortable position on your shoulders. He pats his lap again, and you sit across him, wrapping your arms around his neck and resting your cheek against his shoulder.

A knock at the door startles you and you look at Daichi with a concerned face.

“Oh,” he laughs. “I lost track of time. Can you get that?”

You sheepishly nod. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I need to go grab something from my room. I’m sure you can handle it.” He disappears down the hall.

Running your hands through your hair to make sure you don’t look crazy, you open the door.

“Oh,” a sharp tone greets you.

“Big sis!!” Kaiya screams, jumping up and down and running inside.

Shit.

“Uh,” who you assume to be her mother says shaking her head. “Is Daichi here?” She’s irritated, and reasonably so. “I need to speak with him immediately.”

“Yeah, he’s right-”

“What do you want?” He appears back into the living room, pulling a loose shirt over his head as he comes in.

He easily could have done that before. Is he doing this on purpose?

Oh god, he is.

You look quickly between the two of them as he steps in the doorway with you, wrapping his arm around your waist.

“I think we need to speak in private.” His ex tells him, eyeing you up and down.

“Sweetheart, do you care to take Kaiya to her room to play for a few minutes?” He kisses your forehead and you look away from the intense glare you receive from Kaiya’s mother.

“Daichi! Why are you-”

“Stop,” he says loudly. “---- can watch her for a moment.” He lets go of you.

“Can you show me your room Kaiya?” You ask sweetly and she takes your hand and guides you down the hall.

You’re not sure if you’re grateful Daichi got you away from his ex or if you’re happy Kaiya won’t have to see her parents bicker. Either way, it’s a win for you. Your heart is beating against your chest, making you nauseous. There’s no way he just forgot he was getting his daughter tonight.

You’re flattered that he used you to make her angry, but the more spiteful part of you wishes he had let you in on it a little more. Having you answer the door was good, but you could have left your hair a mess or something more…

“Big sis, why are you here? Did you and daddy have a playdate?” She asks, handing you a stuffed rabbit while you sit on the floor of her room with her.

“Uh,” you giggle. “Yeah, we had a playdate.”