#i can't believe it took them 7 books to bring him

[iturbide]

VALIDAR GOT ANNOUNCED IN HEROES

Everyone let's be sure to give him a *warm* welcome 😈

OH YES

VERY WARM

WITH FESTIVE PITCHFORKS

[genshin-obsessed]

Hii! Hope you're having an amazing day! Can I request scaramouche, baizhu and dottore with a reader that can't sleep at night because of nightmares? They can only sleep 2-3 hours max before waking up because of another nightmare. I've been having night terrors recently out of blue so maybe some comfort might help with the issue ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

✧ Hiya! Super cute, thanks for the request! I believe this is my first time writing for Baizhu which is suprising bc he's one of my faves. Sorry this took so long btw! ✧ Also, I genuinely feel for anyone who suffers with night terrors, I couldn't imagine what that would be like.

✧ Characters: Baizhu, Dottore, Scaramouche

✧ Baizhu

Being a doctor, he did have some experience with night terrors before. He is wary of medication, as he knows that’s not a permanent solution.

Not only that, but night terrors have underlying conditions, which are easier to treat than the terrors, themselves. So, he'll try to work with that.

Of course, he's beside you every single night when you sleep. So, if you're thrashing or screaming, he can calm you and bring you back to reality. 2-3 hours a night isn’t enough sleep, so he’ll usually ease your stress and help you rest some more.

Getting better is going to take a long time, that's something you'll need to come to terms with but it is possible. One thing is for sure, Baizhu will never give up.

✧ Dottore

He’s certainly seen cases before. Both mild night terrors and severe ones. He does have a few ideas to help them.

The last resort is medication for him, since it’s not the best thing to use to treat night terrors. The lack of sleep is the most worrisome for him, 2-3 is detrimental to the body.

Night terrors are frightening for both parties to deal with, so he takes it extremely seriously. It’s pretty much top priority for him. As mentioned earlier, he works on your sleeping the most. You need to sleep at least 7 hours a night.

You can expect him to be beside you every single night when you try to sleep. He’ll bring his research with him or a book, or even if he’s sleeping with you. He’ll hold your hand and even talk to you until you fall asleep. Dottore asmr.

✧ Scaramouche

He understands as he probably has a minor case himself. Unfortunately, he’s no doctor so he doesn’t actually know how to treat it. But that doesn’t mean he won’t look for ways.

He knows doctors and so he’s quick to try and get any of them to help. When you had your visit, he paid attention to every single word spoken by the doctor.

Scaramouche takes it extremely seriously. Not only that, he understands how detrimental it could be both psychologically and physically. He tries his best to find ways to soothe you back into sleeping.

Scara will try to make sure you get at least 7-8 hours of sleep in a day. It’s ok if it’s not in one night. As long as you rest. He keeps a close eye on your diet as well to make sure you have enough energy and sugars in a day and not go overboard.

[mochinomnoms]

Reading Private Thoughts of a Moray and the line that went kinda like "in spite of the amount of overblots the school, applications skyrocketed this year" made me wonder just how much the public knows about the overblots? Most of them happen in the general "privacy" of their dorms, while I don't doubt some students are instantly online going "Dude! A guy in my class just overblotted! This is not a joke!!!1" I don't know how many people would actually pay attention to some teenager magicaming something like that. During Vil's overblot, I got the feeling Ambrosius/The RSA headmage suspects something happened but Crowley's been actively hiding the overblots.

The only one I think would be public knowledge outside of NRA is Leona since I'm pretty sure the Spelldrive/Mageshift tournament was televised?

Potential Book 7 spoilers, read at own risk!

So at the moment, I'm going with the impression that all the overblots except for Malleus's were private/hidden from the general public. I do believe that all of them happened with only NRC students around, I'm pretty sure that even Leona's took place before the tournament was televised and the stadium was empty. I say that Malleus's blot was the one that brought them all to light simple because his spell causes the entire island to fall into sleep, and the evidence of it (ex: thorns) surrounds the entire island as well. Combine this with Malleus being a high profile individual with distinct magic, it would be extremely difficult, at best, to hide his overblot.

The other overblots were able to be kept underwraps for the most part, with either the manga or novel (can't remember which) making a comment that Riddle's mom had to fight to keep him in school. But nothing about other parents complaining or bringing up concerns.

In PTM, I have it implied (at the moment, it will be mentioned more explicitly later i think) that the public became aware of the overblots, but that the fact that all the blotted students came out relatively unharmed, with a magicless student at the core, made potential students interested. I like to imagine that Crowley spun the story around to show off how "good" NRC's crisis team was in handling the blots without anyone dying, which I think is rare based on things said in the game, and thus get students interested.

I feel like I have more thoughts on this but can't really put them into words rn.

[chaifootsteps]

Okay, so jumping here. I've been thinking and imo the 'Lilith' is Eve in disguise and Rosie is Lilith theory still holds true. This is brought to you by me going "We know Viv is a shitty writer, so from the writing already available, where would she lead the plot NOW?" and by my tinfoil hat.

We know Lilith is somewhere in Heaven (maybe even in Eden itself). Unless she pulls the weirdest explanation out of her hat for why she took a small vacay for 7 YEARS abandoning her daughter (with whom we know she had a good relationship with, IF that part of the pilot is still true. She never stopped to explain what parts of the pilot are still true, ffs.), Lilith would never. I don't even think she:

1) Would be allowed in Heaven, even by making a deal with Adam.

2) Adam's pride is too big for him to simply accept such a deal and Lilith's pride would be equally big imo. This interaction would never work.

So that has to be Eve. And Adam *has* to know that that's Eve. Or he doesn't, idc. Point is, it's far more likely by normal logic for that to be Eve. By Viv logic...? Not so much.

Which brings me to my second point! Rosie and her character. I did kind of feel the Mary Poppins vibes a bit, ngl. Horrible redesign, but oh well... The way she reacted to Charlie, her going "yeah, singing totes works here, in the *cannibal* colony!" and her giving that love advice + "we all did things we aren't proud of" + the fact that she's a "hellborn"? She has to be Lilith, sorry. Also also I feel like cannibalism isn't even such a big deal??? In the show I mean. It's literally so cartoonish it simply becomes a hellish quirk for some inhabitants. Sure Alastor, you're a cannibal, boo-hoo. I don't feel threatened by any of them, is what I mean. And even irl, I feel like yeah, it's gross and most likely getting yourself sick, but what makes cannibalism truly bad is the act of *killing* that person, ye know? In Viv's Hell that can't even happen, they'll just respawn, no problem.

And my final reason issss: Viv just ran so fast past 4 seasons worth of plot that imo she backed herself info a corner. The only things keeping the plot going are...Alastor's deal and who he made it with. It's probably Roo or Eve (or Lilith if Rosie is just Rosie), but I have a feeling like it can't be so simple with her, she has to pull a super complicated sayan explanation to make it seem like she just had us all guessing the wrong things, she's suuuuch a literary genius. And she loves musicals a bit too much (Adam is literally just Beetlejuice minus everything interesting about him), so pulling a Sweeney Todd sounds very in-character for her.

Now, speaking of Alastor....I haaaate how she destroyed his character with all the swearing and the petty edgelord-ness. She's not smart enough to write a smart chaotic presence/maybe potential villain. There, I said it. She should open a psychology book or some shit (she should've hired psychologists to coach her about writing about topics such as SA, addiction, sadistic/criminal personalities and so on, but we know she never put such thought into her work). Or at least a sensibility reader for her plot, smh. The overall tone of the show is jumping around faster than a bunny on electrolytes.

And as always, Alastor and Rosie have more chemistry than Charlie and Vaggie literally the "main" couple. They seem like a 30s married couple, tbh.

Also also super confused about Alastor's microphone and how she can hand it over to Charlie??? Why would he do that??? Are we supposed to understand he now cares about her? Handling his (presumably from the Adam fight) source of power to her just like that?? TWICE?!?

I understand his final lyrics are supposed to be "holy shit, I almost died for these people, what is wrong with me???" in a nutshell (+ that part about the contract), but we were never SHOWN how he became more attached to them??? We just have to believe him based on the talks with Rosie and Niffty respectively. What a joke. (Niffty got partially restored in my brain, at least).

-idk, Broadcast🎭 anon- (I know I DMed u, but yea)

Honestly? Even if this leak never comes true the way Viv planned it back then, I for one am having a great time speculating.

[imaginefan]

The User

Damon Salvatore X Fem!REader

Word Count: 1064

Requested: Anon

Request: Damon is using you to make Elena jealous. You don't believe it at first until you overhear an argument between Elena and Damon. (Elena is still confused between Stefan and Damon) but knows she has feelings for both of them. Reader is cold toward Damon he doesn't care at first but wanted to know why she's being distant, the two argue he doesn't bother but then weeks go by Damon realizes he misses reader and how he messed up cause she really did care for him. One shot gf

You had been with Damon for a couple of months when people started to warn you that he might be using you but you had been together 7 months when he finally gave you the evidence you were so severely hoping didn't exist. The truth was you loved Damon and you wanted to believe that he was in love with you but truth be told you knew that it was unlikely after everything that he said to and about Elena it was clear that he was using you to make her jealous and persuade her to choose him. The evidence however came from you walking into the boat house when they were arguing.

"Damon you can't do that! I'm with Stefan and you are with (Y/N)." Elena said you couldn't see them but was sure that they were probably standing too close for comfort and you couldn't bring yourself to actually look at them. "She won't know, I mean it's not like it's actually serious." He answered, you could hear the smirk in his voice, you almost thought he knew that you were there because surely he could hear your heartbeat. "Damon, stop!" Elena ordered. "I'm not going to kiss you and everything that you are doing is not making me want to be with you," Elena argued, you heard the sound of stumbling and you were sure that she had pushed him away. "You can't tell me that Stefan is better than me," Damon said, you blinked as you tried to stop yourself from crying. Why did you love him so much if he couldn't love you? "Damon no," Elena said firmly, she continued talking but someone touched your shoulder gently, you jumped before looking over at them to see Stefan was standing there, he took your hand pulling you out of the house, and you looked back at the door for a second before following him willingly. "What about Elena?" You asked and he looked at the house for a second before shaking his head. "She doesn't need saving." He said, stopping you from looking through the window behind you and instead directing you back home.

Over the next couple of days, Damon attempted to get in contact with you, you assumed to end the relationship but you never picked up the phone or showed up for meetings. He had no idea that you had heard the argument that day, he hadn't bothered to check his surroundings when he saw Elena he focused solely on her. That was why he was so confused when he walked into your room. You were on your bed reading, your phone was placed face down on your bed, and you'd been ignoring him. "What the hell is your problem?" Damon asked. "Do you really care?" You asked. "What?" He asked. "It's not like it's actually serious or anything." You quoted his words back at him and he frowned. "You were there?" He asked, realising that this had all started after his argument with Elena. "Do you think this was going to make me stay, make me realise that I loved you?" "No this was going to make you realise that we aren't together anymore and you are not a part of your life." You answered. "I'm not wasting any more time on you." "Don't be-" "Petty? I wasted a lot of time on you, wasted a lot of love, I'll admit that I love you and it's worth nothing to you and a burden to me." You explained as you looked at the man and rolled your eyes looking back at your book, in record time he was across the room, he grabbed you by the chin and threw your book across the room in the process and made you look at him. "You expect me to be afraid of you but you broke me and honestly anything you do now validates my choice to walk away from you." "I don't need you." He growled out and you rolled your eyes. "I know, that's why you're here." You pulled yourself away from him, he looked at you for a second before leaving and you walked over to the other side of the room getting your book and continuing with your quiet day as if nothing had happened.

It was over the next couple of days that Damon realised just what he was missing with you not around, he missed when he'd come back from a fight of any kind and you clean the wounds even though you knew that they were going to heal, how you'd cook him food even if he didn't have to eat, you'd never complain when he got clingy, you accepted everything that he said to you and knew when he was joking vs when he was being an asshole. There was something missing from his life and he was starting to see how you were probably the first and last chance he had at fixing it.

Damon watched as you looked over Jeremy's injuries and helped him wrap his arms, you were laughing at something he said before standing up and walking over to Bonnie to help her "you're an idiot for messing that up." Stefan said as he stood next to his brother. "I didn't mess anything up, there was nothing there in the first place," Damon answered, Stefan looked at you as you gently cleaned Bonnie's head and put a dressing over the small cut. "You keep telling yourself that but the longer you wait the harder it'll be to fix it." Stefan answered, "you have to figure out who you really want and what it means to have them." "Yeah yeah, baby brother, ever the romantic," Damon muttered, “what about you and Elena then?” “You're right you ruined that too,” Stefan answered sarcasm coating his tone as he tapped him on the shoulder and walked away, Damon glared as he walked over to get a drink but he did find himself looking at you again. "Anyone need medical attention?" You asked, everyone else gave you some kind of verbal decline but he wanted to pull you away from everyone else and have you look him over like you had many times before but instead, you didn't spare him a glance in favour of leaving for the night saying you had a shift to cover at The Grill.

*Part 2*

Requests and general question!

[am30000]

My headcannons for ROTTMNT reader insert

So in my headcanons Y/n is the turtles mother. Shes been a friend Spilinter/Lou jistu for years but ever since he became a professional fighter/actor they haven't spoken. But the day after he was mutated along with the turtles he finds himself at her doorstep seeking shelter. Dispite years of not talking they were still God friends and Y/n is very willing to help him out. When she saw the turtles she immediately begged to adopt them. After a year or so with Splinter living with her Y/n was evicted by her land lord for no apparent reason. They lived on the streets for a while until they moved to the sewers to hide both splinter and the turtles from the world wasn't ready for them. After a little building and such they made the lair and raised the boys there.

Now lemme give you their relationship with Y/n when they met vs now.

Leo

Then

Leo is the second one of the turtles to trust and accept her from the moment they met. Even if he was still a baby he warmed up to her immediately. It was like he could sense that she wasn't a threat. As a baby he would often follow her around everywhere and if he wanted her attention, which was all the time, he would make chirping turtle noises. He used this to try to communicate with her that he wants attention because he's a baby and he can't talk yet. He would often make a fuss if she placed him down. He's a total mama's boy.

Now

Leo is still the biggest mamas boy like ever. He's always trying to be around her and still follows her around a lot. He takes after Y/n alot from her corny jokes to her laugh. He's practically almost a carbon copy of her. Leo learned practically everything he knows from her, from riding a skate board to making corny jokes. They planned an hour a day just for making jokes. He considers himself the unofficial favorite child. He's definitely written a couple books of corny jokes she'd definitely love for her birthday and mother's day.

Mikey

Then.

Mikey was the first to trust Y/n. It only took a single cookie to gain his trust and he was practically sold. Like Leo he fussed when she wasn't with him 24/7 but the difference is he took a minute to notice she was gone. Mikey was way more clingy than Leo and would also try to follow her around too but he'd get tired easily cause he was so small. Whenever Mikey had nightmares he goes to her and tells her all about them and she eventually lets him sleep in her bed after hearing him. I mead who could resist baby Mikey?

Now

Mikey is just like Leo when I say mamas boy. He takes a lot after her and his Dr delicate touch was inspired by her. Mikey learned to cook from her and got into condisending kitchen with her. Mikey and Y/n are always watching random soapopras and then gossiping about the characters for hours on end. Mikey always gets up early to try and make her breakfast but he's always too late as Y/ns already in the kitchen making breakfast. Mikey wants to take off some of the load but it's like she doesn't want it. Mikey does try his best to help her around the lair. Best believe Mikey is going all out on the cooking for birthdays and mother's day.

Raph

Then

Raph is the third to trust her out of them all. Despite being a kid at the time he couldn't bring himself to trust her so quickly. She was new to him and since he was the oldest it was his job to protect the family. Btw at this time Raph is around four. Raph was very skeptical of her but after a while he saw how genuine she weas and eventually trusted her.

Now

Raph considers Y/n family and he vows to protect her. She had been doing the most for him when he started growing bigger. For example, when he got too big and heavy for his bed she with the help of Donnie made a new bed to support his weight and still be comfy. When his favorite shirt got too small she made a new one that looked exactly like it but big enough to fit on him. She also got a job just to buy him and the others some stuff. Raph couldn't help but just love her even more for that. To think his mom cared so much that she was doing the most to keep him and his brothers happy made want to just hug her to death. They definitely love plushies and talk about them day and night. He is definitely getting her a couple plushies for her birthday and mother's day.

Donnie

Then

Donnie did not like her at all at first. For instance He would bite, hiss and whatever at her just to get her to leave him alone. He didn't trust her no matter what she did and that made Y/n really upset. She tried everything to get him to like her but it didn't work until she started to cry. This honestly shocked Donnie. He didn't think he'd be able to make her cry. He wasn't sure what to do so he went up to her and gave her and place her finger on his head. He had seen her do the same with the others and that made her smile when she did it to them so he thought it would cheer her up. Let's just say he was a little nicer to her after that and after a while he warmed up a little.

Now

Donnie had now completely warmed up to Y/n calling her mother and everything. Whenever he made a new invention she was the first he showed because he knew she'd always like his inventions. Every now and then She's just going to say she's proud of him out of the blue which just confuses him but he takes it. He would often ask for various things like titanium and stuff and doesn't question where she gets it's from. Donnie gets his sarcasm from her no doubt. She encourages him to go above and beyond when he's working. He learned how to use his staff from her since she use to use one back in the day. And no doubt she's his favorite parent cause she actually allows him to work past bedtime and because she makes his favorite dinner every Saturday just for him. Better believe he's planned on what to make her for her birthday and mother's day for the next 60 years.

[warmaidensrevenge]

If you are taking requests…. Eddie x plus-size! Reader/BFF

eddie x reader have been friends since childhood they recently started a FWB deal reader likes eddie but thinks it’s just a deal for him to get his needs met immediately it becomes them attached at the hip doing everything together seeming couplish but not realizing it ….eddie takes reader to a party where Steve Harrington is unaware of their situation ship and he immediately starts flirting and eventually asks reader out…eddie gets a little jelly jelly causes a scene by throwing her over his shoulder and taking her out and home where they have the most intense /possessive (the hot kind) sex and he tells her she has to be his….

I love this idea. So I kinda changed it a little. And it kinda got away from me.

FWB

Pairings: Eddie Munson x BFF!plus size reader

A/N: Hey guys. This is a request I had for a while now and thought I would finally get to it. I know it's not exactly like the suggestion, but I absolutely love it. Thanks for reading. As always feedback is greatly appreciated and asks/comments are always welcomed. Kay love ya byyyyyeeee.

Word count: 7,058

Warnings: 18+ sexual situations/implications, oral (M&F receiving), unprotected sex, slight degrading, slight breeding kink, use of bondage, little bit of dom!Eddie, language, and not proof read.

I do not give permission for my work to be used or published anywhere else. Please respect all creators.

Summary: Fucked around and fell in love.

🖤💚

Eddie was sitting on his bed re reading the Hobbit, when his roommate and best friend stormed into his room. Throwing yourself on the bed.

A deep sigh left your lips.

" Rough day?"

" Ugh! Like you wouldn't believe."

Eddie closed his book and grabbed a small bottle of lotion and took off your shoes and socks.

" Tell me about it."

You shook your head. " I'm just really fucking tired of working there. I swear to Buddha, if one more guy tells me 'do you have fries to go with that shake?' I'm punching him in the throat."

Eddie smirked. " Dude, can I be there to see it?"

You laughed. " Sure. But I'm warning you, if you don't stop me from kicking ass. I'm gonna go to jail."

He chuckled while massaging your feet. 

" Dude, this guy grabbed my ass today."

Eddie's brows pinched together and jawed flex as he looked at you.

Eddie was pissed. 

" And you know what he said after?"

" He said. ' Sorry sugar, I just can't help it. I like that wagon your draggin'"

He closed his eyes and pressed his lips. That had to be the funniest shit he ever heard. He was trying so hard not to laugh but he just couldn't.

You pulled one of your feet away and pushed him a little.

" It's not funny!"

" Yes….it…is" he said through his laughs. " To be fair sunshine. You do have a wagon back there."

" Hey, it's not my fault. Big butts and big guts run through the family. It's a curse. Destined to be ugly and fat."

Eddie stopped laughing and gave you a frown. 

" Sunshine stop that. You know you're not ugly. You're actually very beautiful."

You shrugged and pulled your other foot away. " I guess."

He put away the lotion and pulled you to lean against the headboard with him. Putting a hand on your thigh.

" Honestly sunshine. Why do you think guys hit on you at Benny's? Because you're one of the best looking girls in Hawkins."

You shoulder bumped him. " Thanks bud. But let me ask you something… why don't I have a boyfriend?"

" You want a boyfriend?"

You put your head on his shoulder. " Well no. What I really need is to get laid. It's been ages."

Eddie raised his brow. " How long is ages?" 

You sighed. " 7 months."

" JESUS!" 

You lifted your head and punched his arm. 

"Shut up! It's not like you're bringing girls back like you used to. How long has it been for you?"

" Uhh let's see….hmmm carry the two…."

" Eddie!" You punched him again.

" Ouch. Okay! Geez! It's been like 5 and counting."

" See. I'm not the only lame one here."

You sat there for a minute studying Eddie's expression. 

" Oh no." You sighed. " What's going on in that big head of yours?"

Eddie had a thought. Maybe it wasn't the best but fuck he really needed to get laid.

" Uhh you know how Gareth is friends with Alex?"

Your eyes widened. " You're not suggesting what I think you are?"

He chuckled nervously. If he was honest with himself, the only reason he didn't hook up with anyone was because of you. He didn't remember when it actually happened. But somehow he started having these…feelings. They weren't much at first. It was just after a long day at work, he couldn't wait to come home and talk to you. Or when he had a show all he wanted was to see your face in the crowd. You never went to his shows because you always worked the night shift on Tuesdays. But he really wanted you there. For some reason even though he saw you everyday, he felt like it wasn't enough. So maybe if he suggested something outlandish, you would agree. Then he can get closer than he'd ever been.

" I know it's weird because we're friends. But what if we did what they do?"

You shifted a little and Eddie could tell you were a little uncomfortable.

" I-I mean we don't…I just thought-"

" Just sex?"

He looked at you surprised by your question. Were you actually considering it?

" Y-yeah. It could be like a stress release."

" Hmmm…so how often would you say we can do it?"

Eddie looked away. Another question he wasn't prepared for.

" I- I guess when we need to."

Or want to…

You were quiet for a minute. Eddie heard you gulp. You turned to face him.

" Okay. But a few ground rules first."

Eddie was in shock. All he could do was nod.

" Oral is a must. For both parties."

He sucked in a breath. " Of-of course."

" No kissing. That's too intimate."

Eddie nodded again.

" Umm so shaving. I trim but I don't go bald. Are you okay with that?"

He swallowed then chuckled . " Y-yeah. The wilderness must be explored."

You playfully pushed him and giggled. He grinned.

" Uhh I trim too. But I still have a bush. Are you cool with that?" He said.

You looked away and blushed. Eddie couldn't help the smile plastered on his face. You looked so pretty when you got shy.

" That's fine. As long as I'm not flossing with them."

He chuckled. " No you won't."

You guys were quiet again. Eddie noticed you getting nervous. You always chewed on your nails when you did. 

" So besides the obvious penetration, what else do you like that guys have done?"

You brought your hand down from your mouth and started picking your nails. 

" Well umm I like my nipples played with…and biting."

Eddie tilted his head. " Biting?"

" Well not like biting biting, more like nibbling. And I like it a little rough. Kinda when the guy grabs my neck."

Fuck that's hot! He thought.

"Like this?" He said, wrapping his long fingers around your throat.

" Uhhh no…don't put pressure on my windpipe… Squeeze the veins."

He readjusted his fingers and squeezed.

" Mmm yeah…like that." You moaned.

God just that little sound you made got him so hard. You pushed his hand away and started fidgeting with your ring.

" What do you like?"

Eddie wiped his sweaty palms on his jeans and started playing with his rings.

" I uhhh well I like blow jobs."

You scoffed. " Who doesn't?"

" True….umm I also like when the girl rides me. Something about the way tits bounce. It's fucking hot."

You nodded. " I can do that."

Eddie smirked. " I umm this might sound weird. But I like using handcuffs."

" On you or the girl?"

" The girl."

" Hmmm…okay…I haven't done it like that. But umm maybe next time."

You guys were quiet again. 

Eddie cleared his throat. " So uhhh…are we gonna do this?"

You chewed on your lip for a second. " Only if it doesn't make things weird between us."

" I won't if you won't."

You nodded and got up.

" Where are you going?"

You looked back at him. " Gonna shower first. I got a little sweaty at work today. "

" That's okay. I don't mind."

You smiled at him. " I do though. Umm why don't you get ready and I'll be out in a minute."

Eddie got up and looked around his room. What should he do? 

He first took off all his clothes. Then put on some music. He moved the blanket to the side and laid down. His erection was fading and he didn't want you to see him soft so he started jerking himself off. After a few minutes you came back in just a towel.

" Woah. Okay you're naked." You said looking away.

" Yeah...you told me to get ready."

You climbed on his bed slowly holding onto the towel. 

" Can you get the light?" You asked, sitting by his feet.

Eddie reached over to pull the lamp string. As soon as it went dark he felt your hand rubbing his thigh.

" Can I put it in my mouth?"

He felt your hand slide up and grabbed him. 

" Yeah." He sighed.

His eyes rolled back feeling your lips press a soft kiss on his head. He groaned feeling your tongue lick a fat strip from his base to his tip. Swirling your tongue around his head then you sucked his tip gently giving him goosebumps. While pumping with your hand you took him deeper into your mouth.

Your mouth felt so good, so warm. And the way you sucked and licked him he swore he saw stars. 

Eddie's hand instinctively went for the back of your head. Then out of nowhere you let go of him with a little pop. Your hand continued to pump him while you sucked on his balls. His hips jerked up feeling your tongue circling each one.

"Fuck! Mmmm…god that's fucking good."

He felt you hum with one of his balls in your mouth. You let go after a minute and cupped them to keep them warm. Return your focus back to his throbbing cock. 

Shit how are you so good at that? 

He felt his release coming but as much as he would love to fill your pretty mouth with his load. He had to make sure he made you feel good too.

" Uhh sunshine?"

You hummed with a mouth full of him.

" Can I taste you now?"

You let up and kept pumping him and massaging his balls.

" Yeah."

You moved to lay down as Eddie got between your legs.  The towel fell towards your hips as you raised your knees. He spread your knees and got close, taking a whiff.

Damn you smell so good. 

When he ran his fingers between your folds you were so slick. 

All this for sucking me off? 

Normally Eddie would be very vocal about all of this. But this was already crossing that line between friends and just a hookup. To him this was more than that. You were his best friend and he didn't want to disrespect you. Or make you feel like just an object.

He stuck his tongue out and gave you one slow lick from your entrance to your swollen clit.

JESUS H….how are you so sweet?

After the first taste test, he dove in. You had been quiet for a second until he started flicking his tongue on your clit. The soft moans were driving him mad. He wanted more. Needed to make you say his name. But you didn't.

When Eddie looked up the soft amber glow from the light outside shone on you making you look so beautiful. You had pulled the towel off and were massaging your tits. Now that he saw you completely naked he choked on his own spit. Every roll and all your stretch marks were so sexy to him. And your tits…God he wanted them in his mouth. 

He readjusted so he could reach up and play with one. 

" Eddie…finger me." 

Your voice was so soft and sweet he got impossibly harder.

With his free hand he slid in his middle and ring finger while sucking on your clit. He then curled his fingers up in a come hither motion. He was gentle at first, making sure you adjusted to his stretch.

Fuck! So tight and wet.

" Press harder." You moaned.

He did so and your moans turned into heavy breathing and whimpers.

" Ohhhh… like… that."

You started moving your hips and your hand went into his hair. 

" Ohhh Eddie shit." 

He felt your walls pulsate and he smiled to himself. 

You gonna cum? Shit…not yet.

When he pulled out his fingers you whined.

" Condom?" He asked. Voice low and deep, full of lust.

" You have one?"

" Yeah"

He crawled up your body until he was face to face with your ample breast. Taking your nipple into his mouth and tugging it gently. He reached over to his nightstand and fumbled around grabbing a rubber. He moved his mouth to the other side and played with your nipple. He hurried and put in the condom. After, he aligned himself to your entrance, preparing himself to cross the line. He looked up at you and you had your eyes closed pressing your lips together.

" Sunshine…are you okay?"

" Mhmm. I just can't believe we're gonna have sex."

" We don't have to. We can stop and pretend this never happened."

You looked at him with a hint of concern. Then you smiled.

" Nope. You have to fuck me now."

Eddie smirked.

A guttural groan came out as he pushed himself in you. His body trembled. He was not expecting you to feel this good. It almost felt like you were a virgin. As he pushed further he stopped half way when he felt your already tight hole get even tighter.

Your body stiffened under him. He met your eyes and gave you a questionable look. 

" Umm can you kiss my neck?" You whispered.

He nodded and pressed tender kisses all over. Then he moved a little deeper and nipped at your neck. Feeling you relaxed again he continued to thrust in. He was almost at the hilt when he hit a spot that made you gasp.

" There?" His voice was husky.

" Y-yes…fuu."

He pulled out a little then went back in, hitting it again. Your moans drove him crazy. It honestly sounded like music. 

Picking up the pace Eddie sucked on your nipples again. Leaving small bruises around them. You dug your fingernails into his back. Not hard enough to break the skin, but hard enough to leave little crescent shapes. 

Eddie groaned and panted. He was so close. In order to get you there faster, he reached down and rubbed your clit. Your hips bucked into his and you cried out his name.

He latched his lips to your neck nipping and sucking. 

" Eddie…fuck! Gonna cum."

He grunted, thrusting harder.

" Cum sunshine." He said against your hot skin.

He then heard you go silent. He rested his forehead on your collar bone and screwed his eyes shut when he felt your release. His arms trembled while holding himself up. His load filled the condom. Once he was finished he just stayed there for a minute to catch his breath.

" Jesus…I really needed that." You said just above a whisper.

A small chuckle left him. " Same."

He pulled out and laid down. He wanted to grab you and cuddle but you quickly got up and put the towel back on.

" Same time tomorrow?" You asked.

" Uhh sure."

" Okay. Gonna shower again. Night bud."

"N-night."

When you left he just laid there in disbelief. 

Shit! That was great.

…

Over the next month Eddie got to have sex with you almost every other day. For the most part you initiated it by randomly sucking him off. Or showing up half naked in his room. He wasn't complaining though. He loved your mouth and your pussy. You always were so wet for him and gave the best head. Most importantly though he was falling deeper in love with you.

One particular day you were in the kitchen making dinner as usual when he got home from the shop. Something came over him seeing you in that red and white plaid apron. Things were calm that day. No stressful situations or anything that might need some type of release. When things started that's why you guys had sex. However, it quickly became more. To him if felt like you had sex with him not only because he could make you cum. But that you started to like him how he liked you.

He grinned at you and sat at the counter.

" So how was your day?" You asked with a smile.

" It was good. How was yours?" 

Eddie watched as you went to the fridge and pulled out a beer for him. He noticed that you weren't wearing any underwear. He licked his lips when you turned around. You were wearing gray track shorts. They hugged your big round ass so good, it had him wanting to drop to his knees and worship you.

You turned around to hand him his drink and smiled.

" It was good too. No assholes today. "

He took a swig and wiped his mouth. 

" That's good sunshine. So uhhh what's for dinner?"

You looked up from the stove. Your eyes meeting his made his heart pound. Your long eyelashes kissed your cheeks.

" Tacos."

" Mmmm love tacos."

You looked back to the pan and mixed the beef.

" I know."

" Do you need help?" He offered

" Umm no. I got this. Just relax."

He watched you move around the kitchen. You were so graceful. But then you bent over to grab someone from the lower cabinet. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. Your cheeks spread a little. When you stood up the fabric of the shorts got stuck between. 

Eddie stood up and took one more drink before heading around the counter. He wanted you so he was going for it.

He walked up behind you and slowly pressed his erection against your bottom. To his surprise you arched your back and pressed your bottom closer to his hips. He ran his hand up your side to your neck. Tilting it a little so he could kiss you there. 

" Mmm Eddie…I'm cooking."

" Turn the stove off. " He said between kisses. " The only taco I want right now is yours."

" Ewww!" You giggled.

He smiled against your skin. Pressing harder against your ass.

"Seriously Eddie. I'm gonna burn the meat or get burned."

He suddenly grabbed your hip and pulled you away from the stove. He quickly turned it off and returned his attention to you. You had put your hands on the edge of the counter to balance yourself as he took off your shorts. Once you were out of them he pulled your hips back so that you were bent over a bit. You threw your head back and moaned when he slid his fingers inside you. 

Eddie was so hard he couldn't wait to be inside you. With his free hand he quickly undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants. Pulling them down and letting them fall to his ankles. He removed his fingers from you and spread your wetness over his rock hard cock. He moved your legs further apart then slowly began to fuck you. 

" Such a good fucking pussy." He groaned.

" Mmmm such a good cock….so pretty…and thick." 

He smirked at your words. He remembered when you started talking during sex. It was easily in the top 3 of the best times with you. 

Eddie reached around and started rubbing lazy circles around your clit. Before he knew it you went quiet like you did every time you came. Your perfect pussy hugged him pulling out his cum. He immediately pulled out and stroked himself until he came on your ass. When he was finished he grabbed a paper towel and cleaned you up. He pulled up his jeans and helped you put on your shorts.

When you turned around you were in a blissful state. He moved to brush your hair behind your ear. He looked deep into your eyes. He leaned in to kiss you, but you moved and gave him a kiss on the cheek. 

You went back to the stove. " Why don't you take a shower and I'll finish up dinner."

Eddie stared at you. His heart was telling him to confess. But he knew if he did, he would ruin everything.

Instead of saying anything he went to shower. 

…

The moment things changed for you, was when Eddie said that he loved you one night. He was a bit drunk and so were you. It all started a week after he tried to kiss you. See, though you wanted to kiss him, that would make things a hell of a lot more complicated. You should have known better to have sex with your best friend. But after the first time, you didn't want anyone else but him. 

So the following Tuesday you had to ask for the night off so you could surprise Eddie and the guys with a cake. Congratulating them on their 200th show. For just over 4 years Corroded Coffin had been playing at the Hideout every Tuesday. You never got to see them in action before. Only in Gareth's garage. So what a perfect time to see them. You knew Eddie would be happy. He had begged you for a whole year to go. But things never happened. 

You were so looking forward to seeing him. And tonight was going to be different. You knew you guys were gonna end up hooking up again. But this time was gonna be different. You knew it was.

And you would be right. Just not in the way you expected. 

When you got to the bar you sat at the counter, with the cake next to you. You smiled up at the stage when your friends came out. Eddie looked so good, he had you squirming in your stool. He hadn't seen you yet which was perfect. You had asked the bartender for a knife and he obliged. 

The show was just about over and you went to the back room and waited for the guys. But when they finally came there was some random chick hanging on Eddie. You didn't look at him when he approached you. You just faked a smile.

" Ummm surprise." You said trying to not cry.

" Sunshine! What?" 

Eddie and the guys looked at the cake and all gave you a hug, thank you. The hot thin redhead tried to wrap her arms around Eddie's neck but he pushed her arms away and went to hug you.

But before he could you turned around and started cutting pieces of cake. When Eddie followed, you asked without looking at him if he could get you a drink. Something strong. He agreed and when he came back the redhead was gone. You guys exchanged drinks and cake. You went to sit down with Gareth and started talking to him like if Eddie wasn't there burning a hole in the side of your face with his eyes.

You pounded the drink trying your best to not look at Eddie. Because if you did it would break your heart. Knowing that you and him would never be more than just friends.

As the night went on the drinking continued at home. Eddie was drinking his blue ribbon while you had rum and coke. After a few drinks you were feeling really good. You went to the radio and turned it on. Then you started dancing. Eddie sat on the couch and watched your wide hips sway. When you caught his eye you smiled and motioned him to dance with you. 

Eddie finished his beer and went to you. You grabbed his hands and rocked him side to side. He chuckled and spun you around. You lost your balance for a second. But he pulled you into his arms. You threw back your head and giggled, making him laugh even more. When you finally stopped laughing you looked at him. He looked back and forth between your eyes. 

"Can I-" he tried to ask if he could kiss you but you grabbed his hand and pulled him into your room. You quickly got undressed then went to him and helped him out of his clothes. Once he was completely naked you led him to your bed and had him sit down while you got on your knees and started licking and sucking his cock. 

Eddie's hand went to the back of your head watching your cheeks hollowing around him. He moaned, feeling the back of your throat. 

"J-jesus!"

You hummed and massaged his balls. You bobbed and stroked him for a few minutes before he wanted to feel you.

" Ride me."

You let go of him and gave him a look. This would be the first time you did this. 

" Common sunshine. You can do it."

You nodded and he helped you stand. He moved back and laid down while you grabbed a condom. After sliding it down his thick long cock you went to straddle him. With your hands on his chest you spread your legs wide so that your thick thighs could open enough for him. Once you did he grabbed his length and found your core. 

He grunted feeling your warmth surrounding him. You returned his moans with gasps. With one hand on your hip and the other on your breast you began rocking. 

This felt so good. It felt like it was supposed to have happened all along. The whole time you rode him your eyes were closed and Eddie wished you would just look at him and see how much he was in love with you. And as if you read his mind you opened your eyes and stared at him. There was this moment of awkwardness and it looked like you were gonna cry. Without hesitation he sat up and wrapped his arms around your waist. As you rocked faster you said something that he'd been dying to do for months.

" Kiss me." you whispered

Your voice was small and so soft. He thought he imagined it. He then cupped your face. And for the first time since this started you didn't move away. He kissed you with everything he had. And by all the gods it felt amazing. So much so that both you and he stopped moving and just kissed each other. It was so perfect and beautiful that he started to tear up. You started moving again about a minute later. Only this time you went slow. This was no longer just fucking to cum. This was making love. Something that he never really did before. To him it was incredible. It was for you too. But for you it felt like it was the last time you were gonna do this. It felt like a goodbye. Like this friends with benefits thing had finally come to an end. And it broke your heart. How could you go back to being just friends when all you wanted to do was be in his arms? To be the only girl he touched like this. To be the only one who made him feel good. 

You had to stop. Because of these feelings. Feelings that should have never happened. 

You kissed him until you were close. 

"Eddie." You whimpered into his mouth.

" I feel it. Go ahead…I'm coming too." 

He pulled you back into a deep kiss before he felt you clench and soak him while he exploded into the condom.

That night he fell asleep with you. As he spooned you he buried his nose in your hair and moaned softly. He whispered three little words that made you silently cry because you knew that it didn't mean anything. You whispered them back but also added 'I wish we never did this'.

…

Two weeks went by and for some reason Eddie barely saw you. You had switch shifts so that you worked opposite of him and you picked up extra hours saying something about buying a car. Which he didn't understand because you could take his van whenever you wanted. 

Eddie missed you. His heart started to ache when he wasn't able to talk to you like he used to. It felt like a piece of him was missing. So he decided to ask you to come with him to a party this upcoming weekend.

You just got off of work and he was just about to leave when you guys had a minute together.

He smiled " Hey sunshine." 

You gave him a small thin lip one. " Hey."

He felt the tension.

" So uhhh listen. There's this party tomorrow." 

You put your stuff down and went to the fridge and pulled out a beer.

" Umm do you want to go…with me?"

You turned and looked at him. He swore you never looked so beautiful.

" Will there be alcohol?"

He smirked. " Tons."

You nodded, taking a swig of your drink. 

" Great! Umm well I got to go. I'll see you later."

He was going to hug you but you held up your hand waving him goodbye taking another drink and headed to your room.

He wanted to not go to work. What he really wanted was to follow you. To kiss and hug you. Make love to you all day. But, he chose to wait.

He said a silent "I love you' and went about his day.

The next night he was waiting for you to come out of the bathroom, so that you guys could go. When you did, you were wearing the cutest sundress and sandals. You gave him a smile and grabbed your purse.

" You look…wow."

You giggled a little and playful pushed him. " Common Eddie. Let's go get drunk."

He quickly opened the door for you and you pushed him again. He grinned watching your wide hips and perfectly big ass sway in the dress. He jogged to open the passenger door. You smiled again and got in. 

Once at the party you immediately separated from him. He looked everywhere but it was like you just disappeared. About 15 minutes in he went outside to hit up the keg. That's when he was bum rushed by the girl he met at the Hideout. She threw her arms around his neck and planted a harsh slobbered kiss on his mouth. 

When you saw that you looked away and tried to focus your sight on something else. Everything Steve Harrington said to you went in one ear and out the other. When you got to the party all you wanted to do was hide in the bathroom and drink. But on the way there you ran into the very handsome Steve " the hair" Harrington. He accidentally spilled his drink on your shirt when he came out of the restroom. He apologized profusely and offered you a dry shirt. The awkward silence that followed was damn near impossible to stand. Steve knew that uncomfortability right away. His older sister had insecurities about her weight as well. Without another word he grabbed your hand and led you to a room and rummaged through his sister's dresser. He pulled out a few options and turned around to give you your privacy so that you can change.

Now you were having a wonderful conversation with him in his backyard. Then you saw Eddie kiss that girl from the bar. It was in that moment you knew, you loved your best friend. But you would never be his. And though it tore you to pieces you faked a smile and started the conversation back up with Steve. For the most part it was innocent enough. Until Steve leaned in and put an arm around your shoulders while Robin Buckley and her girlfriend joined the conversation. What possessed you to lean into Steve had you at a loss. Maybe it was coming to the realization you could never have your best friend the way you've been wanting him had finally caught up to you. Or maybe it was because Steve was handsome and charming. Either way you flirted back so hard that if you replayed the night again and watched from an outside perspective you would cringe like no other. 

Which was what Eddie did. After the chick kissed him he pushed her away and just shook his head. " Look, I'm here with someone. And if she sees you talking to me, we're both dead." 

The girl scoffed and walked away. Well more like stubbled away. He again shook his head and watched her disappear into the house. When his eyes scanned the backyard he saw you. And to his surprise, you were flirting. Like flirting flirting. With Harrington of all people.

Eddie squeezed his red solo cup, spilling his fresh beer all over his jacket when he saw that dick put his arm around you. Eddie's heart started to race and his thoughts went bezerk. He wanted to march right up to you, punch Steve square in the jaw and take you home and punish you for flirting. But then you leaned into him. You did that thing you do with your hair. You were never really a girly girl, which Eddie loved about you. But you did this thing where you would twirl your hair around your finger when you were thinking about something sexual. That's how Eddie knew when you needed a good fucking. It was your subconscious signal to him. Now you were doing it for Steve. That's when he saw red. He…was…furious. He tossed his cup and walked towards you. He took a few deep breaths to calm down so that he didn't cause a scene. Even though he really wanted to cause a mother fucking scene. 

" Sunshine?!"

When you looked over to him you immediately knew he was pissed. You quickly pulled out of Steve's reach and grabbed Eddie's arm.

" What happened bud?"

You studied his jacket and shook your head.

" Eddie, the alcohol is going to ruin your jacket."

" Can we go?" He asked.

You nodded and said bye to everyone.

Once at home you were in the kitchen making some soapy water to clean his jacket. Eddie was on edge. He was about to do something that you guys never did before. You were mid cleaning when he grabbed your hand and pulled you to his room.

" Eddie?"

" Be quiet. And take off your clothes."

Your eyes went wide. " W-what?"

Eddie tore off his clothes and started to undress you.

" Eddie?"

He met your eyes and you just knew. Things were about to get intense.

Once you were naked he stepped back and stared at your beautiful luscious body.

" So fuck sexy." He said in a lustful deep tone that shook you to your core. " Hands together."

You swallowed and brought your wrist together. He reached over to his head board and grabbed his handcuffs. Snapping the cold metal around your wrists. He pushed you on the bed and lifted your arms above your head and hooked the cuffs to the board. After he looked at you and got so close to your face.

" I'm gonna fuck you until the thought of being with anyone else is out of your head."

You tried to say something but he stopped you by kissing you roughly. His tongue swirled in your mouth and his big rough hands grabbed you everywhere. You moaned against his lips when his fingers slipped through your folds and started rubbing figure eights around your clit. 

" So wet for me sunshine."

" Mmmm" you hummed.

" Does anyone else get you this wet?"

His question seemed more like a statement than a question. And before you could answer he slipped two fingers in your warmth. Pumping steadily. You arched your back pressing your ample breast against his flexed chest.

" Mmm yeah sunshine? Like my fingers in you?"

It felt so good that you couldn't say anything. You just whimpered and nodded. 

" Such a good fucking girl. A good little slut….just for me."

His words were driving you crazy. He never said anything like this before. But by God did you love it.

He started pumping hard and adding a come hither motion with his fingers, teasing you g-spot. While moaning his name, Eddie took one of your tits in his mouth. Tugging at your nipple. You threw your head back and cursed. Eddie smirked to himself. 

" That's right…only I know how to get you to cum so fast."

You whined and squirmed. Feeling your release come. And just before you did Eddie moved down your body, removing his fingers and replacing them with his tongue. He thumbed at your clit and lapped up your wetness. This release was brief, but it felt so good doing it on his tongue. You were panting trying to get your bearings when he flipped you over and pulled at your hips to get you to your knees.

" Scoot up" he ordered.

You moved up a little and grabbed a hold of the long chain hanging from the cuffs.

" That's it. Such a good girl."

Eddie stroked your ass and gave you a tap. You gasped at the tiggle it left behind. 

" Think you can flirt with other guys in front of me?"

He tapped your ass again. Harder this time causing you to whimper.

" E-eddie?"

" Sunshine…I'm gonna fuck you now. And I'm not gonna wear a condom."

You were quiet for a second until he smacked your ass again.

" Oh-okay."

Eddie grabbed his cock and moved it through your folds. Spreading your slick all over him. He eased in slowly until he bottomed out. His eyes rolled back feeling your cunt pulsating around him. Fitting him like a glove. You whined when you wanted him to move and he smirked. His hand went down your back and wrapped in your hair. His thrusts were hard and slow. Once he found your spot he set a steady pace and your breath sighs and moans got louder. 

" Yessss. Fuuu….take it…yeah take this fucking cock like the good little slut you are."

" Eddieeee."

" Yeah…say my name…."

" Ed-ed-"

" Damn sunshine. You're taking me so well. Love your pussy…such a good fucking pussy."

Eddie looked down and watched his cock going in and out of you. With your tight walls slightly following his dick as he pulled out a little. 

" This is mine. Baby this perfect pussy is mine."

" Oh Eddie….I'm gonna-"

" I know….ugh….feel it….you want me to cum in you or pull out?"

You didn't even take a second to think before you answered.

" Cum in me…fill me up."

Eddie was shocked. But to be honest he'd been wanting this forever.

" Yeah?"

"Y-yes ed-eddie…please!"

" You want it? You want me to fuck a baby into you?"

Your eyes rolled back and the thought of having Eddie's baby did it for you. All you could do was whimper a small yes. With that, Eddie came long and hard into you. 

When he was finished draining he pulled out and uncuffed you. Your body went slack and you practically fell on the bed panting. Eddie was trying to catch his breath too and he laid down next to you. He grabbed your wrist and kissed them gently.

" You okay sunshine?"

" Mmhmm…so good."

Eddie grinned. " I'll be right back."

Eddie returned with a warm washcloth and a Gatorade. He gave you the drink and cleaned between your legs before cleaning himself. He left again to grab you a shirt and panties from your room. He put on a pair of plaid boxers. You handed him the Gatorade and got dressed too. Once you were clothed you went to the linen closet and pulled out new sheets for his bed. This had become kind of a force of habit. You would always leave a wet spot on his bed after. So not wanting him to sleep on that, even though he would love it. You changed his sheets. Eddie had already taken off the previous ones when you went back and began helping you put the fresh ones on. Once his bed was made you started for the door to head to your room. But Eddie grabbed your hand.

" Sleep with me sunshine."

You hesitated for a second. But nodded. You both laid there looking up at the ceiling. Another first when it came to the weird relationship. You never slept with him after well just once before. But after that time you made sure to never do it again. You started getting in your head about him and that girl. But Eddie was about to make you forget all about her.

As Eddie laid there he was debating with himself on what he would say. There was a lot that just went on and he wanted to address every single thing. But the first thing he was going to bring up was him and you.

" Don't do that again."

You turned your head to look at him. He was still staring up at the ceiling. Confused on what you did wrong, you asked.

" Do what Eddie?"

He looked at you with his serious face that always made you laugh. Except this time. You were worried that you fucked up somehow and now he was pissed off at you.

" Flirt with other guys." Eddie saw you furrow your brow and realized he needed to be more clear. " We're together okay. So don't flirt with other guys."

You blinked a few times before you answered.

" O-oh…umm sorry. I-I didn't know."

" Well now you do."

You smiled to yourself. We're together.

Eddie then pulled you into his arms and gave you a quick but very passionate kiss. 

" Sleep in here from now on, yeah?"

You nodded. But then the thought of that girl came and ruined your brief moment of bliss.

" Eddie, what about that girl?"

He smiled seeing the little look in your eye he knew all too well that was jealousy.

" Sunshine, I'm yours. Always have been and always will be."

" Promise?"

" Promise promise baby."

You said a small okay and snuggled closer to him. Out of nowhere you started to giggle.

Eddie lifted his head to look at you. " What's so funny, chuckles?"

" I'm sorry…but 'fuck a baby into you'."

Eddie smirked. " Yeah so?"

" Oh it's nothing…it's just…I'm on the pill."

Eddie sat up and stared down at you. " You're telling me all this time I could have done that without a condom?"

" Well it is for your protection and mine."

" Sunshine, I haven't been with anyone but you since we started doing this."

You looked up at him with big eyes. " Really?"

" Yeah duh. All this time I just wanted you."

You looked away and smiled. " Me too."

Eddie laid back down and cuddled with you again. After a few minutes he cleared his throat." Uhhh can we do that again?"

" Right now?" 

"Yes please."

You laughed. " Only if we can use the handcuffs again."

"Shit...yeah definitely."

You laughed again and quickly took off your panties. " Let's do this."

Eddie chuckled and grabbed his cuffs. Before he put them on he kissed you. When he pulled away he looked you deep in the eyes and smiled.

" I love you sunshine." 

You smiled. " Love you too."

…

@salenorona23

[bluehouryoongi]

BITE ME- 1: The Beginning

Pairing: Jake x Female Reader

Genre: Vampire Enhypen and Human Reader College Strangers to Friends to Lovers!AU

Synopsis: Set in present-day Pacific Northwest US. Y/n in a college student, and keeps to herself. One day, she has strange encounters with two statuesque men, one of which invites her to a party (at their mansion ofc) where she drunkenly confesses that she can't pay her rent. Vast and highly believable events ensue, leading to her live with 7 a-little-too-perfect guys. That's all you need to know.

Chapter Summary:

A short baby first chapter because getting things started is hard. I promise y/n is not insufferably annoying, our girl is struggling for the first few chapters. Her badassery comes with time, promise;)

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PROLOGUE:

It’s already looking like it’s going to be a cold, dark winter. That comes with the territory of living in the Pacific Northwest, however it is still hard to combat the seasonal blues. Over the years, I have floated between friend groups, never quite sticking with one. Everyone always seems to be better friends with each other than they are with me. That’s okay, though. I like to keep to myself, it’s easier that way. I grew up being close with my family, never feeling the lack of friends. When I got the opportunity to come to this University to study English Literature on a hefty scholarship, I had no choice but to move 6+ hours away from them. It’s been almost 3 years here, and I am still getting by on my own. I have my cousin Gracie, who, although lives across the country from me, still texts me everyday and Facetime's me every few. School keeps me busy, and when I am not holed up in the library writing papers, I am working at a local bookstore Mont Blanc Books. My life is simple, and I am going to do my best to keep it that way. Why do I have a strange feeling this dark season might bring along new changes to that simplicity as well?

CHAPTER 1:

Of course it would start raining as I walked out of my class. Of course I did not bring an umbrella. Fast walking awkwardly with my head down, it is. Damn, is the water literally falling horizontally from the sky? Why is every single droplet hitting my eyes right now? I settle into a quick rhythm, weaving through any of the students who actually brought an umbrella today and are taking their sweet time down the path. I look up for a split second, just in time to ram right into the chest of someone.

“Oh my god,” I say, stopping in my tracks but not quite looking up to examine who I ran into. These raindrops are still threatening to pierce my vision.

“Sorry, I think that was my fault” says the voice. A light accent coating the words.

Wait, I know that voice. I look up, just in time to make the connection that the person I just collided with is Jake. As in, the ever elusive and yet somehow still painfully charming Jake. We took a Romantic Era Literature class together last semester, and of course he always had thoughtful insights to add to the class. I couldn’t just chalk him up to being some annoying jerk who ran through girlfriends almost as quickly as I was just fast walking. No, he actually could somehow be both a mysterious playboy and a dedicated student who said things like; “Frankenstein's monster could have lived among the humans, it's just everyone was too scared to ever see past his intimidating exterior”.

Yes I can quote things he said in class. No, we don't need to think further about that.

At the moment, I am still staring awkwardly at him and thinking about everything except what I will say next. So instead, I do what I always do. Laugh when it is unnecessary to fill the silent void. I also notice that I am not feeling any rain, because Jake is holding an umbrella over himself and (now,) me. I stand up straight and say;

“Nope, definitely my fault.” Cue another awkward chuckle on my end. “I should have been looking where I was going…it's just this rain seems to be out to get me today and-”

“It's fine. No harm done, really” Of course he's nice in real life too, and not just in front of professors.

“Thanks. Well, I’m gonna just…go.” Wow. You would think I have read enough books to be able to have a normal conversation with a devilishly handsome boy, and yet here I am.

“Take this,” he says, holding out the umbrella.

“Oh no, that’s not necessar-” before I can finish he starts walking away, in the direction I came.

I stand dumbfounded for a moment. Looking ahead of me, and then realizing the shock also took away my manners, I turn around and start saying “thank you!” but he’s gone. Weird. The walkway is straight, with no other paths crossing into it where he could have turned. He just…disappeared. Whatever. I am cold and wet and would like to be in my car now. As I walk, I replay the interaction over and over in my head.

—

I clock in for my shift at Mont Blanc. It is a Thursday night, which means it should be pretty quiet. We don’t get a ton of foot traffic as it is, but especially not on weeknights. As I sit behind the front desk, I pull out my current read: Dracula. We are reading it in my Bookworms of the PNW group for November. We have already read Twilight (which was my pick because, duh. Classic.) and Carmilla over the past couple of months. We are clearly on a vampire kick. Next we are reading Interview with a Vampire by Anne Rice. It felt fitting, as it’s feeling more and more like winter. Plus we all like to compare hot vamps and discuss the lore. I have always loved gothic literature. There's something about reading books about monsters who are also human that will always get me.

After about thirty minutes of reading, the bell signaling the door opening rings. I look up, and it's a tall boy with white-blonde hair. I recognize him from campus; he’s hard to miss. He's gorgeous, and has an energy about him that you can’t forget. Not to mention the fact that he and his 6 other brothers are well known among the school for being the most attractive, most popular, and throwing the best parties. Now that I think about it, I don’t think they are actually all brothers. Considering the fact that they are all the same age and don’t all look alike. Hm. I will have to investigate that further later. Me and my cousin, who I rant to about anything and everything, have started calling them 'the statues'. It was birthed after I was explaining how they literally look like they are made of porcelain, or glass. It doesn't seem humanly possible to look so effortlessly cool, but who am I to judge that.

“Welcome in!” I say.

He nods, and smiles. Walking up to the counter, slightly leaning on it towards me.

“Looking for anything in particular today?” I ask.

“No, just…wanted to look.” He is staring at me a bit intensely. I don’t feel uncomfortable, just very…seen.

“Alright! Well, let me know if you need any help.” I expect him to start looking around the store, but instead, he cocks his head to the side and examines me further.

Weird. “Have we met before?” I ask. Damn, conversations are not coming easy to me today.

“No. I’m Sunoo, although I believe we go to the same University.”

“Oh!” Yeah, I knew that already. Let’s not seem creepy, though. “ Yeah, I think I have seen you around a couple times. I’m Y/n.”

He smiles. I smile. Somehow, I don’t feel awkward. There’s a kindness about him.

“I love your hair. Delicious color. Not many can pull it off.” He says.

Interesting choice of words. I’m flattered though and chuckle, running my hands through it as if to say ‘oh this old hair?’.

“Thanks! It's my favorite color.”

My hair is dyed a deep red. In most lighting, it just looks black. If the sun or a light hits it just right, though, you can tell.

“I could say the same about yours! It’s giving jack frost in the least weird way possible.” I say before I can think about it further. I internally cringe at myself.

He just laughs, and smiles. “You’re funny. I like you.” He lightly points at me as he says this. I just smile in response because, thanks? “Hey…if you're not busy tomorrow night we are having a party at my place. You should come by. Lots of music, people, booze…”

Not to play the ‘i'm not like other girls’ card, but I really don’t do college parties. However, something about Sunoo makes me want to say yes. I also may or may not be thinking about Jake and how he will most definitely be there. I just need to return the umbrella, okay? Plus, these boys are well known around the University for having the biggest ragers. Professors practically expect the reason students will miss a monday morning 8am class is because of them. We don’t have “greek life” at my University, however these 7 boys are the closest thing we have to a fraternity. If I were to explain their persona in just a few words it would be “clean frat boys”. Far too put together and academically driven to be real frat bros, however they always have different girls at their sides. Like I said-statues.

“Cool! That sounds…super fun” I try and sound like this wouldn’t be my first college party.

He smiles, clearly seeing right through me. He reaches out to the stack of post-its on the desk and grabs a pen from the cup next to it. He starts writing something down, which I come to see is the address.

“Great. See you tomorrow then?” He asks.

“Yep, I’ll be there!” I try not to sound too eager, but also how should you respond when someone you have never interacted with shows up and randomly invites you to a party?

He stops leaning on the counter and walks to the door. He looks back once more and grins, to which I smile back. I look down at the post-it with the address. It is then that I realize he came in and never looked around. Strange. He wouldn’t have come just to invite me to the party, right?

What a weird, weird day.

[i-got-the-feels]

10 characters

Tagged by @ahdriking sorry this took so much time, i kept on forgetting it.

1) Pat Napat - Bad Buddy

A walkikg green flag really. A human who doesn't let his past mistakes or his family's define him and works hard on himself. He made me understand what the term comfort character meant.

2) Baek Yijin - Twenty Five Twenty One

Know how they say, that once God starts giving, they give in abundance?

Yep to meet him and Pat Napat so closely? When I needed comfort? Yep. He is kind, hard working, genuine, respectful and just over all a lovely gem of a person and deserved a happier ending.

3) Kinn Theerapanyakul - KinnPorsche

He is my TO comfort character. Know that if world ia against kinn, the world is wrong. He is such a well written character and mile did great justice in bringing all the layers of kinn to life kn screen.

4) Rahul from Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham

Resposible. Takes accountability of his actions. Understands the meaning of respect and commitment. A MAN.

5) Vincenzo from Vincenzo

Mafia consiligere who decides to put a pause on his revenge plans to help the opressed fuck the people in power and supporting a bamf lawyer whom he may have a crush on avenge her father's murder. Gets scared by make up. Is friends with pigeon. Picky abiut food. Says cool one liners. Fights without breaking a sweat but almost looses a lung when lifting bricks. Drinks espressos in really tiny cups. No like they really tiny. Has soft fluffy hair. Cries for his mom and with his mom. Forgives her. Forgives himself.

6) Kashaf Murtuza

Opposed her father's regressive values- father who abandoned her, her sisters and mother btw, to become a government officer. Sloely learns to open her heart and find the joys of romantic love and marriage

7) Grim Reaper from Goblin

THE GRIEF. THE ANGER. THE GUILT. GHE RAGE. THE HATE. THE LOVE.

8) Penelope Featherington - the book series, we don't talk about series Penelope until its to trash the shitty writing

Book Penelope never wrote an article with malignant intention. She never made fun of anyone in a vindictive manner.

9) Tony Stark - mcu

He did so much to change himself, undo his mistakes, take care of others. He just doesn't get the appreciation he deserves and tbh was taken for granted by his buddies.

9) Bucky Barnes - mcu

I feel so much for him. He is still overcoming what happened, repenting his actions as winter soldier - even when he didn't have control on them. His kindnesses, his empathy, his genuineness. Him.

I can't choose between them okay?

10) Arnav Singh Raizada - Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon

This a glimpse into my teenage days. Apparently i haven't changed all that much. I still like characters with a rough shell and soft inside. Dude saw his parents die due to his dad's cheating, had his relatives betray hik for property-developed a hard shell and lost faith in love only believing in money. Worked hard to make money and looked down on others-yep very mills and boons but khushi (the fl) actually had a backbone so a level above mills and boons.

I tag @snimeat @ommited-miscellaneously @morathicain @liyazaki @natahjikio @surajmukhis @boysbeloving @omarandjohnny @milkpansa @mrdumpling @talays-portkey and @thisnightsrevels who wants to do this.

[seaweedbraens]

This is in part a response to the 3/10 reviewer.

Adaptations obviously cannot have every single thing perfect to the book, just time wise it's impossible. But I think this series was made with a lot of love by everyone involved and it shows. Every interview I've seen and the show itself make it clear it's also important to them, and they want to make a good version.

A lot of issues that I read I think can be solved with having more of the story. Like, his mom has given him blue candy, explanation might come later, like in the talks the trio has during the quest. Or the council of the cloven elders doesn't even appear in the books until the Battle of the Labryinth. We don't need an explanation yet. Without knowledge of the books I would assume oh the visually important nature ppl are the ppl in charge of the satyrs. Which like.. yeah good enough for now. And it gives Grover more depth from the start. And there are hints of Luke's bitterness, such as "They like the smell of begging" when they go for offerings. We also haven't even left camp yet, there's time to develop that.

Luke's emphasis on glory was more about from other campers, I took it as a hint of Luke's desire to feel powerful. Luke also clearly values glory in the books as well - he failed to attain glory by completing his quest and it eats at him. Two, the addition makes sense if you're familiar with the Iliad, glory is heavily emphasized and a complex theme throughout, but I will not be digging out any college essays lol. I think it's definitely something that is going to be developed as a theme throughout.

Luke is a supportive counselor in the book. He's literally the head counselor in charge of shepherding the kids once they get there and likely spend their first night in the Hermes cabin. Plus in Ch. 7, he talks to Percy about being new and warns Percy not to take the offerings lightly, in Ch. 8 trains him on the sword, saying "No laughing at Percy" during the demo, and is thrilled when Percy disarms him.

A word about Gabe, we see Gabe for 9 pages in the beginning of the book. He harasses Percy, demands food from Sally, and is grumpy about them using the car. I was at first bothered by Gabe looking just kinda like a couch potato, but it was pointed out to me that abusers don't just all wear wife beaters and are streaked with grime. In the show he answers, Sally's phone, a controlling behavior. He harasses Percy when he gets in the door, and is almost pleased that Percy got kicked out for assault, a violent behavior. I'm still interested with how they are going to bring in the "Smelly Gabe" covering Percy's scent (which I always was a bit confused how that worked really well if Percy was at boarding school 90% of the time.) And I'm wondering how they are going to make him be deemed worthy of being murdered with Medusa's head by the audience. He appears on the news telling lies about Percy throughout the book and Percy doesn't realize that Sally has been hit before by Gabe until the end of the book. So, those are more ways to bring that in.

While I watched it, it didn't feel very rushed, but that might be because I had context from the books. Looking back it's a fast, but I'd rather have a longer time questing, and that's a trade-off. It's just unfortunate that even an established property can't get a longer run time.

One of my biggest worries was that the fighting would be cringe but I think they pulled it off Really well. It's visually great, and while I have my personal vision of CHB that didn't stop me from loving the show's version. It's also funny! I laughed out loud multiple times. There's tons of little details you get to hunt for from the book. The actors make you believe they are the characters. I've been living with versions in my head for over 15 years and I fully accept these guys as the trio. An open mind and ability to allow multiple versions to live in your head are definitely key to enjoying it as a long time fan.

I'm doing my best to avoid ppls garbage opinions, especially people new to the fandom, but I've seen enough lousy opinions from people who have been in the fandom forever to think it's a problem only in new ppl. Twitter has just been a lot of great edits and memes which is super fun.

Sorry for the length, that I got the book out, and that this was way too in depth for what you originally asked.

sorry for getting to this a little late! personally, i feel like i can't comment on the show yet, since i haven't watched it, but everyone's entitled to their own opinion as long as we're all being respectful here, as you're being. i hope 3/10 anon sees your version of things, and i'm glad you enjoyed the show!

[missielynne]

Hi! Challenging you to name your truly unpopular Bridgerton opinions :) A few of mine: 1. On the Way to the Wedding is my special favorite of the books (it's funny, it doesn't attempt to tackle the kind of more serious issues like depression that JQ tends to do really badly---see Marina---, it has something resembling an actual plot, I think Lucy and Gregory are examples of opposites who complement each other perfectly, Gregory is actually the sweetest and least problematic Bridgerton male imo and I love that he's a funloving romantic instead of a brooding jerk or a sexist rake, and it's just fluffy and mood lifting and fun!) 2. Anthony is fine as a character, but he would be absolute hell to live with/be married to in real life 3. Netflix series Kate was way too elegant, polished, poised and perfect---Book Kate, based loosely on the Taming of the Shrew, was more interesting 4. The show did Simon and Daphne such a disservice---Simon is not some smooth charming rake, the entire point of his character is that his stutter and the emotional neglect/abuse from his father prevented him from even talking to people, so he's actually a very introverted loner and his connection with Daphne is meaningful because she's the only person he can speak and open up to! And Daphne isn't the diamond of the first whatever, she's actually feared to be "on the shelf", an average girl who everyone likes well enough but guys see as just a buddy and no one views as special--until Simon! Instead, the show has them like the bitchy, cool popular kids at school lol. 5. Other than Eloise and Gregory, I always like the significant others much more than I like the Bridgertons themselves. 6. Hyanincth comes off like a borderline sociopath to me and is so insufferably arrogant---I liked Gareth well enough and the dash of mystery in their story but can't stand her! 7. Overall, I like JQ's Smythe-Smith series better than Bridgerton 8. Benedict is so gross and terrible in his book and not even a remotely interesting or compelling character. Sophie is generic too in a kind but flatly flawless way these romance heroines sometimes are, but I wish she would have told him to get lost. 9. I just will never believe that Colin loves Penelope as much as he loves him, and I think Show Colin is really poorly cast and written so far--he's so supposed to be so charismatic and naturally charming but comes off as so stiff and flat! Okay, thanks for listening to me, and I can't wait to read yours!

I did not like on the way to the wedding and wasn't able to finish it. I don't know if it's that I don't connect to Gregory and Lucy as characters or what, but they just came off really bland to me.

I think Simon and Daphne are the worst regardless of version

My favorite couple and book are Philoise and To Sir Philip With Love because every other couple is some level of stereotypical romance to me, and I don't really connect emotionally with any of them. (Along with Michael and Francesca who are my second favorites. I basically like the least known/least popular couples in Bridgerton the most.)

I don't like or need Marina in any Bridgerton medium. She just basically makes the books much sadder than they need to be with the poorly handled details of the character (agree with you on that) and in the show, I don't think increasing her presence (whether it's because a WOC was cast to play her or whatever reason) justifies how much she's in the story, especially if they have to stick to a Philoise endgame for contractual reasons. (aside from all the misery her character brings to TSPWL, if you took her out and just did a throwaway line that she died with no more detail and just let Philip, Eloise, and the twins have the story, it would be a hilarious thing cause it is.)

I am a fan of An Offer From a Gentleman (although I totally see what you mean about how Sophie can be flat as an example of a very generic, well-worn trope, and sometimes her stubbornness when we know that she and Benedict are gonna end up together anyway can be a bit annoying.) If she's gonna be independent and against marriage, etc to the point where she brings it up every five minutes, yeah...she should have been allowed to be alone a la Genevieve

Lots of people won't like me for this but...I find Colin and Penelope (as a couple) to be underwhelming in any universe, which is why, even though it made sense when they explained why the third Bridgerton show season had been switched to Colin and Pen, I was frustrated. I totally think that the show should have let Pen Ladywhistledown herself into an awesome businesswoman life and just let Colin do something else. (especially after all the time the show wasting shoving the stuff with Penelope's family in to fill time, thus taking attention away from Anthony and Kate when it's their fricking story. Season two had me drowning in Featheringtons and now with Colin and Pen's story next, I don't let a reprieve when I sorely need one.)

I am so happy that I am not the only one who didn't like Netflix Series Kate. Although Simone played her well and I've got nothing against her as an actress, I felt like her casting turned the character (and the ship as a whole) into a half-hearted Bollywood P&P not the story I was promised, which was really irritating). Book Kate is one of my loves and I just...what they did to the character in the show was just underwhelming, although people who enjoyed it for the representation it provided, more power to you.

In general, I think the Netflix versions write their original characters better than when they're trying to adapt what JQ wrote (especially since their attempts to address stuff like racism and feminism come off heavy-handed and clumsy to the point where it feels like the writers either don't realize they're writing something that isn't new and just sticking whatever they want in the story to appeal to social justice or whatever doesn't work, or they're scared of the stories themselves and should have just left them alone if they feel they can't put them out there without completely rebuilding them first.

Based on the amount of filler season two had to have so that everyone cast could have a role (see my complaint about the Featheringtons above) I feel like the it would have been better to adapt each book into like, a mini series or eight movies so they wouldn't HAVE to worry about having to account for so many people and every story could tell the story it's suppose to tell without getting distracted cause people need paychecks.

[thepitofjob]

Job 9: 8-13. "The Garbage."

Who is God and what does He do all day long? Job "a Prince in a Manhole" wonders the same thing. Mentioned below are a few peculiar constructs named nowhere else in the Torah: the Bear, woof, Orion, and the Pleiades, and says they are placed in what is called Rahab, the cosmos. This indicates the path of the Fourth Day, when the stars come out, sentience, the coveted day after yesterday mankind cannot seem to attain to all at once.

What we are becoming, but have not yet become is found in Lekh Lekha. Recall God says we are to have stars in our skies and they are to resemble the Jews of the past. All stars however begin as animals and must follow the course if they want to be numbered among the stars in heaven. But only if we can stop fornicating and refrain from violence and injustice, which we can't:

The Lord’s Covenant With Abram

15 After this, the word of the Lord came to Abram in a vision: “Do not be afraid, Abram.    I am your shield,[g]    your very great reward.[h]” 2 But Abram said, “Sovereign Lord, what can you give me since I remain childless and the one who will inherit[i] my estate is Eliezer “God is my help” of Damascus?” [the turning point] 3 And Abram said, “You have given me no children; so a servant in my household will be my heir.” 4 Then the word of the Lord came to him: “This man will not be your heir, but a son who is your own flesh and blood will be your heir.” 5 He took him outside and said, “Look up at the sky and count the stars—if indeed you can count them.” Then he said to him, “So shall your offspring[j] be.” 6 Abram believed the Lord, and he credited it to him as righteousness. 7 He also said to him, “I am the Lord, who brought you out of Ur of the Chaldeans [Fire of Understanding, as in “I understand you” ]  to give you this land to take possession of it.” 8 But Abram said, “Sovereign Lord, how can I know that I will gain possession of it?” 9 So the Lord said to him, bring me a heifer, a goat and a ram, each three years old, along with a dove and a young pigeon.”

=back to the Third Day, which can last as long as a year in Torah time. By the Third Day a boy must enter the Shule, he must be pubescent, he must be intelligent, he must have some sublime tendencies, and he must be trainable, able to find his way on his own like a homing pigeon.

Space in the Torah is defined in three dimensions so the final goal by Year Four, is a flying pigeon boy, and this, Job explains below:

8 He alone stretches out the heavens     and treads on the waves of the sea. 9 He is the Maker of the Bear[a] and Orion,     the Pleiades and the constellations of the south. 10 He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed,     miracles that cannot be counted. 11 When he passes me, I cannot see him;     when he goes by, I cannot perceive him. 12 If he snatches away, who can stop him?     Who can say to him, ‘What are you doing?’ 13 God does not restrain his anger;     even the cohorts of Rahab cowered at his feet

The Values in Gematria are:

v. 8: He treads the waves of the sea. First one must be able to contend with one's own thought patterns without coming unhinged. Now I have said everyone must put on a uniform and establish parameters and a permiter around Israel and the religion. War dehumanizes us if we are the victims. It has the opposite effect if one is righteous and of God.

The endgame of war has to resemble the onset: the desire to establish a kingdom without strife. War is ugly and destructive, but so long as people think a few readings in an old book justify attacks on the people of Israel, war is holy, it will purify the planet, it will make it whole once again.

The people of Israel cannot bob up and down to the wrong rhythm during this campaign, we have been waiting for thousands of years to stain the soil red with the blood of our enemies. Now we know most of mankind has felt the same way. We must press this historic advantage and win.

The Number is 4411: דדאא‎ ‎, dada, understanding of understanding."

The people that attacked Israel have been attacking free thought all around the world for centuries. They have forsaken the use of the faculties for muckity muck that has resulted in the mass murder of innocents while the rest of mankind watched.

Our only choice is to give mankind what it wants, a bloodbath, a flood caused by very high turbulent waves off the surface of a sea of blood. This is in effect what it asked for the day those American white boys covered in spray tan ran from Gaza into Israel.

We have learned that food is data, and data is food, but blood is a lesson.

9. He is the Maker of the Bear[a] and Orion, the Pleiades and the constellations of the south. The Southern Sky is the sky of intelligence. In the East we are taught how to compute, but in the South we learn how things connect to the words and numbers we have learned in the classroom to real life. In the South, one learns how to answer life's questions from a moral perspective, i.e. what is right or wrong. In the West, we add what is ethical or proper.

Of all the constellations in the sky, the poet chose the Bear, Orion, and the Pleides to illustrate his point:

A bear is what it sounds like a boy in a man's body. The Number is 88, חח‎‎, "Time to swivel."

Orion is "the pillar of study." The Number is 229, "perception in a glance." A hunk that is not perceptive is about as fun as a cheese blintz. Pass.

Pleidades are "wonder of wonders." They are the province of the god of war, and his seven sisters, who are goddesses of war.

They symbolize the syllabus within the Fourth Day.

The Pleiades, also known as the "Seven Sisters", are a star cluster that features seven prominent stars with their own names: Alcyone, Asterope, Celaeno, Electra, Maia, Merope, and Taygete.

"Stroop, and glean evil with us. Fly like a kite from the illustration of nothing. Without being tagged, a cell in the hive you are nothing, just a fornicator."

The Number is 194, "the thorn bush."

The Value in Gematria is 2583, בה‎‎חג, at the holiday. The goal is a pig boy I mean a pigeon boy. The holiday one seeks by understanding the progression between the Third and Fourth Year is the instinct to home. A fancy fornicator is not going to be able to home.

Homing is tied to all that happened in Noach after which God legislated protection of the homestead within the Beersheba. Man needs rules in order to be happy. A good number pertain to how to be grown, studly, and sexually active. But first the moral rules have to be followed as they protect the existence of the home.

The Mormons and their assmeat puppets the Republicans do not live moral or ethical lifestyles, respect courts of law, or the land. They attempted to protect their ability to fornicate by starting a war in Israel claiming some ridiculous myth story gave them the right.

We must respond by referring to the Torah which gives humanity a proper, legal, moral and ethical way to interact that contains God's Authority, but lacks any resemblance to a myth. Myths do not belong in courts of law or the public sphere, which is why God gave us the Beersheba, the Seven Oaths:

What Are the Beersheba, the Seven Noahide Laws?

The 7 Noahide Laws are rules that all of us must keep, regardless of who we are or from where we come. Without these seven things, it would be impossible for humanity to live together in harmony.

Do not profane G‑d’s Oneness in any way. Acknowledge that there is a single G‑d who cares about what we are doing and desires that we take care of His world.

Do not curse your Creator. No matter how angry you may be, do not take it out verbally against your Creator.

Do not murder. The value of human life cannot be measured. To destroy a single human life is to destroy the entire world—because, for that person, the world has ceased to exist. It follows that by sustaining a single human life, you are sustaining an entire universe.

Do not eat a limb of a still-living animal. Respect the life of all G‑d’s creatures. As intelligent beings, we have a duty not to cause undue pain to other creatures.

Do not steal. Whatever benefits you receive in this world, make sure that none of them are at the unfair expense of someone else.

Harness and channel the human libido. The family unit is the foundation of human society. Sexuality is the fountain of life and so nothing is more holy than the sexual act. So, too, when abused, nothing can be more debasing and destructive to the human being.

Establish courts of law and ensure justice in our world. With every small act of justice, we are restoring harmony to our world, synchronizing it with a supernal order. That is why we must keep the laws established by our government for the country’s stability and harmony.

These laws were communicated by G‑d to Adam and Noah, ancestors of all human beings. That is what makes these rules universal, for all times, places and people:

Laws made by humans may change according to circumstance. But laws made by the Creator of all souls over all of time remain the same for all people at all times.

v. 10: He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed miracles that cannot be counted. This is nice and poetic but what does it mean? The Number is 3327, גגב‎‎ז, gabbaz, garbage. ‎

Nothing in the Torah or Tanakh were written to praise God using flowery fluffy language. None of it can be taken for granted. It should have occurred long ago praising God in this manner on a debased planet is silly.

v. 11-12: He cannot be perceived if he passes by. Yes, He can if one learns how to stroop. The Number is 10965, "lean, weave, spin."

There two or more ways to do everything in the Torah. Noach for instance means "to sublimate, to rest" it can also mean "to agitate, to drag down."

The ability to recognize which shade of color that is present in one's mind is essential to sentience. The Book of Job so far pertains to fornication and adultery, the kind that embattles young persons, who cannot reason their way into appropriate responses to their urges. Its premise includes the fact this can be self managed without one's parents or dirty locker room friends, that they can be resolved within the self.

I believe the Rab is saying so long as this does not cause hurt, then one's sex can be freely expressed.

v. 13: God does not restrain his anger; even the cohorts of Rahab cowered at his feet. God does not have to control His anger, but we must. We cannot always resort to a feudal system with wars for territory and glory, we are smart, we've learned a lot over the ages and in some parts of the world know how to do a good job maintaining civilization.

How and why did we allow the King of England and his Mormon friends take advantage of the human race an offend its God in such a manner, invoking such great rage from quarter to quarter? How did we miss the signs we were about to start over just as we did after World War II and that completing our journey once again is going to be impossible if we don't learn our lessons?

The Number is 3808, גחאֶפֶסח‎, gephasach, "you're stupid."

So from boar to war, here we go again. A bunch of maniacs who can't read are waging a genocide against Jews, Muslims, black people and gays and not one schmuck in the US Department of Justice gave two shits on a shingle about it and hundreds of thousands of people are dead, hundreds of millions are homeless, all of us are mildly annoyed over these things and no one has stated how or when we are going to get started on the 300 year plan for the relief of impoverished conditions on this world.

The reason we can't do this is because of what is called an anti-Therion, a complex day in which all that can be done to make man malfunction and make him fall is being done all at once.

I agree with the Book of Job, this is a garbage planet populated by stupid people who just want to play with their wieners all day.

Love your war, hope you win.

[this-is-a-name-dont-worry]

Chapter 7 opens with Lucy's funeral. Mina and Arthur comfort Lucy's mom. Mina sees many people she doesn't know, until! Jonathan!! They go for a walk, where Mina tells Jonathan about Lucy's sudden illness, and Jonathan tells Mina about all that happened to him. Also he escaped because Skinski is weak as shit so he pushed him and ran for his life.

Mina and Jonathan both thought they lost their mind, but thanks to the power of communication, they know they didn't!

Back to the Westenra's domain, Arthur is alone tk comfort Lucy's mom. Arthur wants to see Lucy at the cemetery, Lucy's mom doesn't, so Mina stays with her there, Jonathan and Arthur going to visit Lucy.

At the cemetery they see a non human looking woman, and Jonathan recognizes something similar to Darc, so he throws stones at it, without success. Arthur calls him, the creature was feeding on Swales! Swales is like "don't save me, I'm gonna die. Know this: there's a new vampire at Whitby, and young ladies in age to be wed? He doesn't kill them, no, he turns them into vampires too! Poor miss Lucy...that was her right now btw." Swales dies to close this chapter.

Chapter 8, Arthur recognizes he messed up in refusing to accept Lucy was sick.

The trio goes to the cemetery, and they see Seward who took out of the tomb Lucy's casket. Seward can't believe it, that Van Helsing guy was right about vampires. He opens the coffin so they can check, and yup, Lucy's a vampire. Seward says the book Van Helsing wrote gave a way to fix the vampire problem: pierce the heart with a knife rubbed in garlic. Arthur is like "I'll do it" and the scene is awful to watch for everyone. It works. Lucy is saved, Mina faints. Arthur tells goodbye to Lucy, meanwhile Seward goes to help Jonathan with Mina, who is.. convulsing. Jonathan is like "Oh god that was too much for her!" Seward is like "No wait let me check her neck... ok there's nothing" Mina is like "Actually it's been two days I've been growing weak and having nightmares that shows me things that both disgusts and attracts me. I'm fighting against something I don't know..."

So Mina was bitten, but Drac was sneakier that time, biting at her skull, in her hair. Garlic hurts her. Mina doesn't need explanation to understand what happened.

In chapter 9, the group goes to fight against Dracula in his Whitby home. The boys want Mina to go back to Whitby, Mina says "no fuck you I'm coming too. It'll be easy, right? It's day and we know how to kill that bitch, let's go".

Unfortunately, night falls. Jonathan is goad that Mina is with them, at least. I mean, imagine letting her alone and out of the loop when there's a predator who'd like to attack her, amaright?

Arthur makes the plan: they'll find Dracula, and all four will jump on him. In the stairway, Jonathan stays behind, having an idea in mind. He knocks on the door behind which Drac obviously is, and Drac opens it, acting as if nothing happened.

Jonathan in fact did not have a plan, he just wanted to be a lil hater in Dracula's face. Dracula laughs, asking if Jonathan is aware that he's deep in the shit now, and Jonathan claims his love for Mina. He's all "You won't bring Mina to your hell, I'd rather die! And even if you couldn't be deserving of it, Mina and I would." Basically "You were so shitty death didn't want you, but Mina and I would stay dead because we're better than you". Dracula laughs, and makes an offer to Jonathan: they'll go together at the top of the castle, and jump; Dracula will catch Jonathan and brings him down to Mina, leaving her alone, and in return, Jonathan will never tell a soul about the vampire thing. Jonathan smells bullshit, that's just a bad trap, but accepts it, because he realised that it's an opportunity to kill Dracula. Indeed, at the top of the stairs, Arthur jumps on Dracula... and Dracula blocks him. A short fight happens, where all three guys are easily beaten, and Dracula catches Jonathan, ready to throws him in the void... but he gets stabbed, release Jonathan, and HE falls to the void. Mina killed him.

She and Jonathan confesses, the end.

[babyiamperfectforyou]

IT'S YOU

Chapter 7

Pairing: Harry Styles x Reader

Word count: 2.5 k

Warnings: Coarse language.

A/n : Hey everyone, as promised, Here's the next chapter. Enjoyy!!!

Xoxo,

G and M

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Y/N was nervous and excited at the same time. Nervous because she was going to see Harry, excited, also because she was going to see Harry. Was he okay? Even though Steffin told her that he was okay and that he just needed to rest, she couldn’t believe him until she saw Harry with her own two eyes.

She reached home and took a shower. After making herself some food, she decided to get ready. She couldn’t even decide what to wear, her thoughts revolved around one arrogant jerk named Harry Styles. After an hour of searching for clothes, she finally decided on an olive dress. Not too formal, not that casual either. She wore beige sandals with it and finished off her look with some lip gloss and some mascara.

She took her clutch, took her phone out and texted Daniel that she won’t be there, if he decided to drop by. She was trying to read a book when she saw Steffin’s car. She locked the apartment and went outside. Steffin, on seeing her, got out and opened the door for her. She thanked him and got in and saw his father, Mr Tomas in the car. He smiled at her kindly.

Kenneth Tomas, Steffin’s father, was living a retired life in the suburbs. He was in his early sixties, with a salt and pepper mustache and beard.

“Good evening Sir.” She greeted him.

“Good evening, Y/N, it's been a while, how have you been?” He beamed at her.

“I'm good, Sir. Everything is going great. How are you?”

“I'm fine. I heard that you were promoted?”

“Yes, I'm really grateful ."

“Steffin told me that you're one of the best employees in the company. I'm proud of you, my dear.”

“Thank you Sir.” She turned to Steffin, “Thank you Mr. Tomas”.

“Oh, Y/N, call me Steffin, you're not my employee right now, we're just friends, aren't we?”

“Um.. Okay.. Mr, I mean Steffin” She said and he chuckled.

“So, let's get going then, shall we?” asked Mr. Tomas.

“Yeah, sure, it's only a few blocks away from here. We'll be there in half an hour.” Steffin said and started the car.

During the journey, Y/N found herself zoning out. She was thinking about Harry. He was kind enough to bring her home and take care of her after she passed out, he was kind enough to prepare breakfast for her in the morning. She felt guilty for not checking up on him when he was absent for almost a week and assuming the worst when in reality, he was innocent.

She could have called him, but she let her ego get in the way.

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She was startled when the vehicle came to an abrupt halt in a familiar yard. Harry’s house. She remembered coming there once, at his promotion party.

She still remembers his house very clearly. They all got out of the car, Steffin had opened the door once again for her. Mr Tomas knocked on the door and waited for an answer.

The door swung open to reveal a very enthusiastic Anne, and she looked so happy to see them.

“Oh, what a pleasant surprise”, she said.

“Hey Anne, it's good to see you. When did you come?” Ken asked, giving her a sideways hug.

“I landed on Tuesday evening, I don’t even know what’s going on. He can’t even care for himself, how am I going to live in peace when he is this clumsy?”

She shook her head.

“Steffin, I didn't see you there. It's been a long time.” She patted Steffin on the shoulder and that’s when she saw Y/N. Even though she had seen her only once, she seemed to remember her.

“Oh my God, is that Y/N? Long time no see. How have you been kiddo?” She engulfed her in a warm hug.

“I'm good, how are you Anne?” She replied.

“Why don’t we take this inside?There's an old man who can't stand in the cold for long”, Ken said and everyone laughed.

“Oh I'm so sorry, come in guys” Anne invited them in.

“I hope you'll stay for dinner, I'm making stew and dumplings”, she added.

“Stew and dumplings? Yes, we’ll stay for dinner” Ken’s answer was spontaneous.

“Now tell me Anne, where's my boy ? How is he?”

“He’s in his room, Ken. The doctor has suggested complete rest for a couple weeks. He’s okay. It hurts sometimes. He can limp but someone should be here to look after him, at least for this week. He keeps saying no, though. I think it hurt his ego.” she laughed.

Steffin handed over the flowers he had brought and Anne took them away to cut the base and put them in a vase.

She came back a minute later and invited them to go with her to see Harry. The room was very neat and tidy. It accurately presented his character. There was a couch in the corner, a reading chair and table and on it, a stack of books could be seen. She suddenly thought about how messy her room always was and what he’d have thought about that when he spent a night there.

He was sleeping peacefully on the bed when they entered the room. His hair was messy from being on the bed for long.Y/N wanted to run her fingers through the unruly curls.He had a stubble on his face, indicating that he hadn’t shaved in a week. He was wearing a white t-shirt and grey shorts and his right leg, as well as his right hand, was bandaged. She had never seen him in comfy clothes before. It felt so domestic and intimate.

“Honey, wake up, look who’s here”, Anne told him softly.

His eyes fluttered open, he looked around and caught sight of Mr. Tomas. He smiled at him and tried to sit up, wincing at the pain.

Mr. Tomas helped him sit up, but he said he could do it himself.

“How are you, my boy?” Ken asked with concern in his voice.

“I'm fine…I'll just have to rest a couple weeks but I'm okay”, he said.

“I can see that. How did you get into the accident in the first place?” Ken asked.

“He says he doesn't remember anything.” Anne said, obviously not believing him.

“It’s the truth..I … Uh… don't remember anything, it all happened so quickly.”He countered.

“What do you mean you don't remember anything? You should have some idea how it happened.” Steffin cut in.

“I just…don't know,” he shrugged.

“I think you should inform the police.” Steffin’s voice was serious.

“I already told you the other day, there's no need for that, Steffin” Harry sighed.

“Huh? So you haven’t informed the police yet?” Y/N suddenly asked and everyone turned to look at her. That was when Harry noticed her. His face lit up.

“Y/N?” He asked.

“Uh…Hi…” She could feel her cheeks heating up.

"Hey" He breathed out.

“This is exactly what I was talking about.He wouldn't file a complaint” Anne interrupted.

“Fine, I'll do it, mum”,he seemed annoyed.

Y/N smiled seeing this interaction, she had never seen him lose an argument.

“Okay then, I'll get you guys something to drink and then get to cooking”, Anne announced.

“I'll help you, let them catch up with everything that happened.” Ken offered.

“No no, it's fine” Anne refused.

“Oh come on Anne, it’s the least I could do.” Ken said.

“Okay then, Harry, don’t leave your bed,” Anne said sternly.

Harry looked like he was about to protest but Steffin interrupted,

“I’ll make sure of that, Anne”

Anne and Ken left the room, leaving the three of them alone.

“So, how’s your little vacation going on, Harry? Having fun in bed, huh?” Steffin mocked.

“Oh, fuck off, Steffin”, Harry cursed him.

Y/N laughed as well, catching on to the innuendo. Harry looked at her, shaking his head, a lazy smile adoring his perfect pink lips. She was so caught up in the moment that she didn't realize Steffin taking her hand, asking her to follow him.

It didn't go unnoticed by Harry and he frowned.

Steffin pointed at Harry and said, “Come on, Y/N, I'll show you some of this gentleman’s embarrassing childhood pics.”

Harry’s whole demeanor changed at that. He looked somewhat scared.

“You wouldn’t.”, he said.

“Yeah? Try me.” Steffin smirked.

“I swear to God I will kill you.”

“Did you forget, Harry? You're not supposed to move from your bed”

“Don’t do it” he said through gritted teeth.

Y/N could see how close they were from that mere interaction, they must be good friends if he was to pull a trick like this.

Steffin’s hand never left Y/N’s. He dragged her towards Harry’s bedside table and started rummaging the drawers and took out an old photo album. He flipped through the pages and handed it over to her. In the photo was a young Harry, about 4 or 5 years old, grinning, one hand on his hip and the other curled into a fist. And, he was wearing a bra. He looked adorable, to say the least.

Harry buried his face in his hands.

She was not sure if he was angry or just embarrassed. So she tried to walk towards his bed to ask him but her leg hit the leg of the table and she tripped, falling face first. She caught hold of Harry’s bed in reflex, but fell either way.

“Y/N… Are you-”

Before Harry could finish, Steffin came over to her, bent down and picked her up and sat her on the edge of Harry’s bed and took her swollen ankle in his hand. He looked at her with concern.

“Shit. Um, I'll bring ice”, Steffin said.

“Uh, Actually, I'm fine, it's okay...Steffin.” She said. Even though her ankle had hit somewhere, it hadnt sprained, though it hurt. He did not wait for her response and left the room.

Harry watched the whole scene keenly. When did Y/N and Steffin get on a first name basis? He didn’t like the way his name rolled off her lips. Even though he was annoyed at this, he was worried for her.

Before he could ask if he could do anything, Steffin re entered the room with an ice pack in his hand. He carefully placed it on her ankle and put her leg up on a plastic chair.

“It’s going to be fine” He said and squeezed her shoulder gently.

Anne and Mr. Tomas had come with him to see if she was alright.

“Are you alright, dear?” Anne asked, concerned.

“Oh my god, I'm fine, I just hit my foot,” She said, embarrassed.

“This boy here scared us for a moment,” said Mr Tomas and punched his arm, and he just shrugged, smiling.

“Now, come on kids, I'll get you something to drink.” Steffin, Anne and Ken left the room.

“I'll be there, just a few minutes” Y/N said.

She looked at Harry, his eyebrows furrowed.

“Are you okay?”, he asked genuinely.

“Yeah, I'm fine, are you?”

“Am I what?”

“Are you okay?”

“Like you care,” he scoffed.

“What are you talking about? Of course I care for my-”

She wanted to say friend, but she did not know if they were friends, what if her saying that out angered him? So she said,

“Colleague .”

“Then, yeah, I'm good, colleague.” he huffed, putting extra emphasis on the word colleague.

She felt like his words contained pure hatred towards her and she didn't even know what she did. The sudden change in Harry’s behaviour confused her. It’s like he was back to being that asshole she was used to, and not the Harry she saw a few days ago.

“Why are you acting like this, Harry?,” she sighed.

“Like what?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Like you don’t like me coming here, or worse, like you don’t like me at all?”

He was not expecting that at all, he looked taken aback and somewhat…. hurt.

“You have a lot of people who love you and care about you, Y/N. So, you don’t have to worry about me liking you or not.”

“What happened to you, Harry? Last time we saw each other, you were friendly to me, what happened to that Harry? Why did you leave so urgently? What was that about?” At this point, she wasn't holding back either.

“I…I had something important come up.” He stuttered.

“Oh yeah? What was it?” She questioned.

Harry wore an exasperated expression. He tried to bring his hand up to his hair, but he tried to lift the plastered hand, grimacing.

Y/N suddenly sprang to her feet, not caring about her own pain.

“Hey, careful…”

She sat down near him, leaned down and examined his hand. She looked sad and concerned and Harry felt bad.

“Um… I am sorry, Y/N..I was just…”

“Just what?” Seeing his face, she sighed and said,

“You should learn to take care of yourself, Harry.”

“Yeah, I will,” he said, as if he didn’t want to disappoint her more than he already did.

“And about tuesday, I was just not in the mood to have breakfast and I had some errands to run, that's why I had to leave so soon. And besides, you had company, so it wouldn't have mattered even if I stayed. What was his name again?”

There it is, he didn’t like Daniel.

“Dan” she said timidly.

“Yeah, Dan” He spat.

Y/N felt like she had to tell him about Dan. She didn’t know why but she felt so.

“Dan has been my best friend since my childhood. He's been there for me through thick and thin. He's almost like my brother, no he IS my brother.”

Hearing that, Harry visibly relaxed. His frown disappeared. So, he wasn't her boyfriend. He replied, as if it hadn't affected him.

“You didn't have to explain anything to me.”

“I know, but I wanted to.”, she said and he smiled at her.

“Yeah?” He seemed happy.

“Yeah.” She replied with a soft smile.

His left hand found its way to the apple of her cheeks and his thumb caressed it. She saw his eyes flicker from her eyes to her lips, as if asking for her permission. Her lips parted in shock but she found herself leaning towards him. She was only an inch from him, his breath hot on her cheeks, when they were interrupted by Anne’s voice calling out to her from the living room,

“Y/N, where are you? Come have a drink”.

She suddenly pulled away from him. Her mind was racing, what just happened?

“Uh..Yeah, I'm coming…” She stuttered out and stood up.

She looked at him to realize that she had royally fucked up, because he looked shocked to his core. Did she just imagine him looking at her lips? Did she just try to kiss Harry?

“I…” She didn’t complete the sentence and ran out of the room.

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[littlest-dark-age]

Damiano david headcannons

Tagging @daddydamiano @noshame-bb @mywritingonlyfans

Translations 1, my soul 2, angel 3, my love 4, my life 5, little star 6, puppy 7, bunny 8, sweetness. Please let me know if any translation is incorrect.

Damiano would always be pressing kisses into your soft skin, wherever he could reach at the moment. The two of you are cooking and you have a huge sleep shirt on that reveals your shoulders? Kiss. You're fiddling with his hands out in public due to nerves? He's kissing every finger while looking you in the eye with a grin. You'd think he's convinced its a carnal sin to not kiss you every five minutes

He would beg you to do his makeup, constantly. He loves the intimacy of it, you usually sit on his lap for it and the way you gently cup his strong jaw turns him into an absolute puddle. You lose count of how many times you have to make him look back at you because he just wants to close his eyes and sink into the warmth you radiate. But you can't be mad at him, not when he looks up at you with those puppy dog eyes, shining with love.

Damia would absolutely give you one of his rings, and if it doesn't fit your fingers, no worries. He'll just give you one of his chains to put it on. He loves to kiss it when you wear it, whether it be on the chain or your hand. It always makes his heart skip a beat, a claim to the world that he was the lucky one to capture your affections

Please play with his hair, please. He will turn into a puppy the minute your nails graze his scalp. It doesn't matter the length, he loves it. His eyes slowly shut as you scratch at the shaved sides but he'll deny that he's about to fall asleep. 

Spa nights. Just, spa nights. He will let you put the cute animal headbands on him to keep his hair out of his mask, even letting you put it on him. Dami would love to watch movies like Legally Blonde and Clueless while you paint his nails and the glittery mask on his face dries. Never wearing a shirt, saying he wants skin to skin with you as he raises your shirt up to your chest so the two of you are pressed together. He'd sit on the floor, letting you work the hair mask through his hair as the first movie goes off and he starts to hunt for another, one of his hands stroking your bare leg.

Sleepy make out sessions are his favorite, after he's had his tea and the two of you are dead tired but can't stop. Even going as far to tell you that the two of you really should go to bed, as he's sweetly kissing you. There's no rush to it, no need to hide away your love as it's just the two of you. Locked away from the rest of the world, where damiano david is just yours. Where his nose keeps bumping yours just so he can hear you laugh and have you rub your own against his, like a bunny. His hands snaking up the back of your shirt to stroke down the length of your spine with the tips of his fingers. Barely enough for you to be able to feel it. 

If you were okay with it, he would absolutely want to tattoo you. He would never pressure you to if you really didn't but he would try to convince you if you were on the fence about it. If you let him pick, good luck. It would either be something like 'i am yours', which he would get a matching one. Probably around his heart. Or it would be something for måneskin. To have something he worked so hard on, permanently on someone he loves so so much would have him ecstatic. 

The pet names. They're never ending and ever changing. He says he can't help it and that he just says what comes to mind when he sees you. Whether that's anima mia 1, angelo 2, amore mio 3, vita mia 4, stellina 5, cucciolo 6, leprotta 7, or dolcezza 8. You never know which one to expect but they all bring a smile to your face, nevertheless. 

Damiano would always ask your opinion on his stage outfits, not really for reassurance but more so to involve you in every possible thing he can. He loves your input and always takes it into consideration. And you help him remember some things, like something might make him too hot or might restrict his movements on stage. The practical things he doesn't always think about, more focused on the look and aesthetic of it. 

Pictures, pictures and more pictures. He loves taking pictures of you doing the smallest of tasks, especially for when he has to be away from you. If you hid your face, he would still adore the photo but pout a bit because he couldn't see you. Even if photos could never compare to the real thing, in his words. He just wants you to be able to love yourself the way he loves you. He doesn't care about some imperfections, they're what make up you and everybody has them. So, it's probably easier to just let him have his pictures. 

His lockscreen is a picture of you and him with the cats piled up between the two of you. You didn't even know he took it until you went to check something on his phone for him. Dami says you look so peaceful in it, pressing a kiss to the cat's head with your eyes closed, and that it always helps him calm down when he looks at it. That it reminds him of home when he's not there to hold you on the nights on the road. Although, his wallpaper is an entirely different story. A bit more...spicy, if you will. It's a picture of you laying in bed wearing black lacy lingerie with a camera in your hand, and Damiano's legs are able to be seen straddling your waist.

He might not always be able to call or facetime during a tour but believe it when he makes those calls worth it. He loves to be able to call you for hours at a time and if time zones allow it, go to sleep with you on call. If not, that's okay. He has your time zone saved in his clock so he can always be sure to send you a goodnight or good morning text, even if it's a bit late or early. Damia needs to have that little slice of normalcy to keep him from going crazy during the tour. He lives and breathes music, don't get me wrong. But you are his soul and his mind, without you, there would be no music. 

If you're out with the band, he will pull you as close as you'll allow. Even onto his lap if it's a more private place or just you and the others. But this also means you'll be poked and tickled the entire night, even if you slap his hands away. He can't keep his hands off of your ribs, no matter how sore his hands get from your smacks. He compares it to when a kitten nibbles on them.

Damiano needs to be convinced to take a break and slow down, often. He gets so swept up in it that he doesn't realize he hasn't had a proper meal in a couple of days or that he's been skimping on sleep to write lyrics and play around with harmonies. Getting him out of the studio is hard, but much needed. He will appreciate it, as well as apologize for neglecting you for the past days. A nice date or just something to get him outside is just what he needed. No matter how casual it is, being able to relax and spend some time with you is one of his favorite things to do.

Some of his favorite dates are the ones where the two of you are able to just do something and have a good time without the pressure of having to dress up and get ready. He still uses the heart shaped mug you made him on one of your dates, still listens to the record you got him when the two of you got all of your favorite albums and swapped. He still has the tickets from the first movie the two of you were able to go and see together, stuck in between the worn pages of some old book of italian poems he's had forever

His love language is a mix of acts of service and gift giving. He loves to give you little trinkets and stuff he finds while on tour, each item reminding him of you in some way or another. Even if it's just a rock he thought you might like, a pair of earrings you've mentioned before or even just something he thought you might could use. And he will give you one of his oversized blazers if the two of you are out and it's cool, even make sure you have enough to eat and offer you bites of his own food if you want. Hell, if you wanted what he ordered versus what you ordered, he would swap it even if your dish isn't his favorite thing.

Dami loves cooking with you, there's something so domestic about it that he can't help but imagine your future together. He always claims that the meals the two of you prepare together are the best thing he's ever eaten, no matter how simple it is. Just don't break the pasta in front of him, you'll send him into cardiac arrest.

He loves it when you trace and kiss his tattoos, they're something he's proud of and knowing how much you like them just makes him happy. Of course, he knows you don't have to adore every tattoo he has as long as he's happy with it, but it still makes him feel nice when you show his ink a bit of love. It always tickles him a bit when you drag your nail on the ones in his chest, sending shivers down his spine when you do. 

He is a cover hog, yet denies it with every bone in his body. He claims you push them onto him most of the time, despite the fact that you struggle to cover up completely whilst he's on the other side of the bed bundled up like a baby with almost the entire cover. Thankfully, he's warm enough that you can just curl up behind him or into his side and get all the heart that you need from him. He still denies that he hogs the covers when the entire comforter is in a pile on his side, almost like he's trying to build himself a nest

Showering together is one of his favorite things, he loves how intimate it can be. Holding you and helping you wash up without any need to be awkward and feeling comfortable in your own skin in front of each other means so much to him. Being able to be open with one another and not hide anything, even if it's insecurities about your body. He understands that the world isnt always the nicest place and that he can't undo how people's words might hurt you but he'll try his best to get you to love your body

Damiano would love to teach you italian if you didn't already and wanted to learn. He's so excited to be able to share something like this with you that he doesn't realize how hard it is to teach someone an entire language. He overestimates himself and how good of a teacher he is, but that doesn't mean he won't try his best. It just takes a little bit of time, for the both of you. He understands the struggles of learning a new language and wouldn't try to push you to learn it so soon. After all, Rome wasn't built in a day. 

[sunarintoes]

Pretty Setter Squad Boyfriend Headcanons

part one can be found here II wc: 2.4k II includes: kageyama, suga, kenma, akaashi, semi and oikawa II atsumu and shirabu 

rewriting because i cringe at the old hcs 😭

✗ Kagggggsss

✗ The emotionally constipated blueberry <3 oh yeahh 😎

✗ Okay well first off he can barely process his emotions (*cough* evidently *cough*)

✗ When you two first started going out he was quite shy and unsure of what to do so you may have had to guide him a bit, but if youre equally shy then it just would have taken longer to get to where you are now; oh and if that was the case it probably took some random burst of energy/confidence from either one of you to make the first move. 

✗ He will buy you milk but uf you hate it (like me 🤢) he will buy you another drink - like juice :D

✗ I dont think he will be the most affectionate, it’s not his love language - and neither are words haHAH. His love language is most likely quality time and gift giving.

✗ He does like to cuddle though 😳

✗ In fact he really likes to :D his favourite is when youre sitting in his lap while he watches a volleyball game (at home - he hates pda). 

✗ This brings us to our next, short point. Kageyama absolutely despises pda, he just thinks its something meant for closed doors and he does not believe that he has to display his relationship for the whole world to ogle at. The most he will do is light hand holding - mostly just linking your pinkies though.

✗ When it comes to height he does not care if you're smaller or taller than him ← but bb, please don't tease him about his height if he’s shorter because he will blow a fuse.

✗ He alternates between small spoon and big spoon, kinda depending on his mood. 

✗ BOY O BOY does he get jealous. Uh please reign in your setter >:( 

✗ Its mostly due to the fact that he’s insecure about himself - he thinks you will leave him like everyone else (in middle school - yes, he is still traumatised from it.)

✗ When he does get jealous he might be snappy to the other person and glare at them or be snappy at you and glare at you. When this happens please give him space because he needs it to clear his head. When he feels better he will come up to you and hug you into his chest so that he can’t see your face and you cant see his, then he will mumble an apology.

✗ Ever since you two began to date he has practiced apologising and getting better at apologising, this is because his inability to admit to his own mistakes was a sour patch in your relationship that almost ended it but he really did not want to lose you so he sucked up his pride and worked on what he had to; of course you also worked in what you had to. God I love character development 😩

✗ Dates are mostly at home dates or dates revolving around volleyball. If you're not into volleyball, Kageyama would not date you, it's something he is so passionate about and loves with every breath he takes (like you) and he refuses to compromise one love for the other. 

✗ ooooh he likes arcade dates a well! He thrives in a competitive environment. If you're not competitive and don't want to compete against him then he’ll compete for you - against the machines lol. Of course you play as well! But i doubt youre as competitive as this blueberry, and if you are - well i guess at the end of the day youll both be stacked in tokens 🤠

✗ Sugawara my beloved <33

✗ He. Is. So. Affectionate! 

✗ Mans loves skin on skin contact ykwim?

✗ He is down for pda and does not care what others think - only what you think <3. 

✗ I mean he might make out with you in public if you ask nicely 

✗ Dates are very fun with him, he’ll take you to cafes, to amusement parks, to carnivals, to movies and all the like. He’s a cliche lover and he’s proud of it.

✗ Your first kiss happened on New Years Eve/Day. The two of you sat on the roof of his house and watched as the fireworks lit up the starry sky of Miyagi and chanted the count down together. The second ‘one’ left your lips he grabbed your face (softly!!) and pulled you in to crash his lips against yours. 

✗ Suga loves to cuddle, preferably face to face because he just thinks you're the most beautiful person in the world. 

✗ He is not the most jealous person, he definitely does get jealous but never of strangers. It's more when his close friends or your close friends get a bit too comfortable if that makes sense? He normally plays it off with humour and messes around because he acknowledges that he is insecure and that it is most likely him thinking of the worst case scenario; however if he really does start to worry and get jealous then he will sit you down and talk about it with you. To him, communication is key. 

✗ Ngl Kenma is definitely in my top 3 favourites. 

✗ I may or may not be a Kenma kinnie 😳🙈

✗ i love my non-toxic gamer boy <33 anywho: no matter what ANYONE says, kenma is definitely affectionate. In fact I'd say he’s one of the most affectionate boyfriends. As we all know, he is shy and introverted but he likes to hang around and spend time with people he likes. He also talks a lot to them. So I hc that he’s a bit of a chatterbox with you and it makes him really happy when you let him talk about a game or a theory he has. He’s a great listener so you can count on him to pay attention to what you say.

✗ if you didn't already have one, he bought you a switch. He loves video game dates especially when he can't see you in person (*cough* lockdown *cough*) 

✗ he loves when you sit on his lap when he plays video games. I know everyone talks about sitting on their partner’s lap as some sexual thing and yeah that can happen but most of the time he’s really soft with you and just enjoys being close to you. Loves when you cuddle into him while he plays so that he can place his head on yours or your shoulder. 

✗ i think he is a bit shy when it comes to kisses but definitely warms up after a while. He absolutely refuses to sleep if he doesnt get your goodnight kisses. He loves to kiss you on your nose and your cheeks the most. He loves when you kiss him on the forehead and the nose <3

✗ kenma is not one for pda, it's just not his vibe. He prefers intimacy and privacy; his relationship is not a movie for the world to watch and gawk at. Especially timeskip!kenma. Though that does not mean he wont ever show you skinship in public, occasionally he will softly hold your hand and maybe press a light kiss to your cheek. 

✗ in terms of jealousy, he is moderate. Kenma, as we all know, has incredible people reading skills, so he understands the situation pretty clearly and knows when you’re uncomfortable/what you think of the situation. Most of the time you can deal with the unwanted attention and he doesnt get jealous, but he does get insecure. He shows this by going quiet and looking away when you look at him, you can cure this by giving him hugs when you get home. 

✗ Akaashi my beloved <3 he’s so pretty i can't even-

✗ ugh! Just imagine him in a dark/light academia aesthetic. 

✗ perfection. 

✗ akaashi is the sweetest most attentive boyfriend, he loves you to pieces and never fails to let you know. He tells you he loves you every morning and every night. He probably makes meals for you and leaves notes in that have a sweet comment like “i love you, you're the best <3” 

✗ he love back hugging you BUT also receiving back hugs 🥺✨

✗ akaashi is a booknerd and an introvert. Please cuddle up to him and let him read his book to you. 

✗ there are only 2 things that can restore his social battery: sleeping and you.

✗ which means he wants cuddles when he’s tired 😊

✗ he is not jealous. He just doesn't get jealous, maybe annoyed if the third party is being a bit too pushy and you're clearly uncomfortable, but he just never feels jealous. No matter how hard you may try to make him jealous (plz dont cause that's kinda toxic imo) he just won't feel that way.

✗ definitely the ‘mom/dad’ as he carries sinister, pads, bandaids → a whole first aid kit basically, everywhere. Bb must be prepared. 

✗ dates are so sweet with him, cute niche cafes and dimly lit libraries. Maybe the occasional abandoned building. He loves spending time with you, so really he's happiest whenever he’s with you; having coffee at McDonalds or a niche cafe won't change anything. 

✗ he’s hard to pinpoint for pda. I feel like he’s indifferent about it. He probably prefers to keep it indoors or to just small and sweet gestures (no making out in public sorry-). It definitely comes down to your preferences, if you don't like it then he won't and vice versa.

✗ semi semi semi semi semi semi

✗ omg mr musician 

✗ he definitely plays guitar - lead guitar and bass guitar. 

✗ skilled fingies for sure 😗

✗ boy why are musicians so hot???? 😫😫😫💦💦

✗ he writes songs about you. Semsem has a bit of trouble saying exactly how he feels, so he writes it and sings it to you with a small little smile and eyes full of love. 

✗ off topic but Semu has the best music taste in haikyuu

✗ he loves hugs so much <33 please hug and cuddle with him 24/7

✗ very affectionate, he’s always touching you someway. Loves kissing your forehead. 

✗ he is jealous. Yeah definitely. He writes songs about being jealous 🗿 not that you mind of course ‘cause they're bangers. I think he might get snappy when he’s jealous, not directly at you but at the other person. He definitely gets a bit bitchy. Sometimes he acts that way to you so you've just gotta slap some sense into him. Say something like “what's your problem?” or “tell me what your problem is so i can help fix it.” ← that's probably the best thing to say. 

✗ afterwards he’ll just snuggle with you until he feels better. 

✗ he asks for your opinion about his songs all the time, please be honest (but also praise them if you like them lol)

✗ he takes you to niche spots he finds, like hidden concerts and stuff. Loves when you come to his gigs <3 oh and when you scream for him (in more ways than one). 

✗ dates are cute and fun. Mostly walking around together → carnivals, main street, farmers market. Those kind of things. 

✗ when it comes to pda he loves it. Loves being able to show the world who his s/o is. If you don't like it then he will tone it down and only do what you’re comfortable with. If you're also into pda then he will happily make out with you anywhere (you're one of THOSE couples 🤢 /j) 

✗ all round best boyfie <3

✗ oikawa 😳 have i told y'all how much i love him? Oikawa is the best written character, no cap, he is so complex and real it's crazy. It's so fun to write about him because you can pick him apart, you know his flaws, his weaknesses, his nightmares but also his strengths and dreams. Anywho i'll stop ranting now but i just love writing for such a perfectly imperfect character-

✗ he puts up a cocky exterior but thats all false. He's as scared as you are, he's scared that you'll leave him like his exes because of how obsessed and focused he is on volleyball. However he is a changed man, he's learned to balance his priorities. If you ever feel like you're being sidelined please communicate with him. 

✗ he values communication above all else and wants nothing more in a partner than for them to also value communication.

✗ back to the point → if you feel insecure of your relationship and that volleyball is taking too much of his attention let him know. He will change that. To an extent → he may have an important game coming up which is why he is focusing more, but he will always find time for you. 

✗ he never forgets to text you good morning and good night. He also sends you wholesome memes and makes sure you're taking care of yourself - they're like reminders for him to also take care of himself. 

✗ he is both jealous and insecure. Everyone who gets too close to you or spends a lot of time with you, he is jealous of. Jealous because he wishes he could spend more time with you but he knows he can't - not without jeopardising his volleyball career. He's also insecure, because he knows you could just leave him for a more fulfilling, more attentive, more balanced relationship. You know that too, I mean, of course you could leave him but no one would be as good as him. No one could match up to your beautifully flawed boyfriend.

✗ he is affectionate, very, very affectionate. He loves you so much. And because he spends so much time on volleyball, anytime with you he's touching you - memorizing every dint, every curve, everything about you so that he won't ever forget. 

✗ Oikawa has trouble sleeping unless he's with you, he wants to sling to you in his sleep and be grounded and remember that he is loved and cherished and appreciated y'know?

✗ pda is not an issue for him. He doesn't care what anyone else says or thinks :P in this relationship the only opinions that matter are his and your’s. Tell him you're uncomfortable with something and he won't do it, and vice versa. But otherwise, like Semi, he won't mind having a good makeout session with you in the middle of the street ;)