#i can't zoom the shit out of you if i don't come closer

[mugeesworld]

Fatgum with a chubby partner head cannons!

Hi!!!! Finally had time to write some!! I've been getting back into MHA. I stop watching it when the fandom got weird but started watching again recently. Even tho I remember most of it. I started from the very start lol. So I apologize if this isn't accurate or something.

Female y/n

NSFW

Not proof read

Lordddddd. This man. He likes em thick. He likes em plus size. Can't tell me different. You literally can't.

He just loves his chubby s/o. Like LOVES. Like everytime he sees you it's like he is seeing you for the first time. He stares at you with those big eyes so full of love. He just wants to hold you😩

The way he could literally man handle you too. Likeeeeee. If you like being pickup or like size difference. Then this is the guy for ya. Doesn't matter your weight. 150-600? Doesn't matter. No matter your weight! He can literally throw you around like a bean bag.

He is STRONG. BEEFY. So he can take it. PUT IT ON HIM. He loves holding you. Everywhere! Doesn't care where. He loves it. Even in public. He don't care. He loves having you in his arms.

If you're just side kick or partner then you are always taken care of. Every 5 mins he is checking on you. Be careful though with how Honest you are. Cause if you say something as simple as "my feet hurt" you will immediately be placed on his shoulders or be held up just by his arm. Bros hand is so big you could just sit on his hand like it's a chair.

Be prepared for how embarrassing it's gonna be when he throws you over his shoulder cause he doesn't want your feet to hurt💀 he is SO dramatic. Always making excuses to why he should hold you. "Well if you're on my shoulders you can scout ahead to see if theirs any villains." he will make up the most bull shit excuse just to have you closer to him. Cause he loves having you close and feeling your body against him.

He also secretly likes the idea that everyone around y'all knows y'all have something going on. He definitely loves showing you off and flexing his beautiful girl friend. Definitely thinking some dumb crap in his head like. "Yeah that's right! The hero ***** is my girlfriend! How about them apples!" like he is just so proud and so honored to have you as a girlfriend. He can't get over it.

When ever you're talking to fans and he can tell they are being flirty he will just scoop you up and say. "Uh oh! Sorry guys we have to go! New villain just appeared!" and just zoom off😭💀

He knows you are a hero and he knows you can handle yourself but having you as a side kick to some getting used to. Whenever you would get a scrape or the smallest cut he would panic like you are dying. Cause usually he takes his time when fighting to think of a strategy of how to not cause as much damage or how to control his quirk the best but as soon a he sees you get the smallest of cuts....... Oh that villian better pray!

In one hit he will just absolutely destroy them. Cause how dare they hurt you. He has his quirk under great control but when you get hurt. If it makes him mad enough. No matter the strength of the villain he will put everything into on big ass punch cause it made him so mad.

And he's such a sweet guy. Very kind and caring. Literally one of the last people to get angry. But when it comes to you? Lord...... It can go 1 to 1000 real quick. Ever since you became his side kick it sorta made him stronger in a way. Having you around lights a fire under him. Everything he do is always too of his game. Cause he not only is trying to protect the city but protect his boo.

After he gets all crazy mad at the villains and takes them out after seeing you get a small cut. Its right back to teddy bear mode. Runs over too you and falls to his knees to inspect you like you're on the brink of death. Or picks you up with his hands and spins you around to make sure you're not hurt.

When I mean the smallest of cut I mean the literal smallest. Like a paper cut. He is PANICKING. Will yell for a doctor. Like he is going crazy like you are giving birth or something. And you're just standing there🧍

The poor guy was STRESSED. He sometimes begs you to go inside him or whatever. (Like with tokoyami) just to keep you safe. Something happening to you is his worst nightmare. So he definitely needs you to calm him down or reassure him you're all good.

After fighting together for a while he calms down. But he always keeps a eye on you. He makes sure y'all never split up. Always back to back fighting. He has to know you are near.

But even though he gets nervous sometimes that you're gonna get seriously hurt. Seeing your soft, chubby face immediately calms him down. I can just imagine him freaking out over something so little and you just grab his hand and lean your face against it. The warmth and softness the he feels from you immediately calms him down.

Will probably melt is you place a little kiss on his palm while doing so. You are his weakness. He just loves you so much. He has a hard time saying no to you. Like I mean a very hard time. Everything is always a immediate yes. But it sorta makes you feel bad like you're using him. So you make sure it's really ok. Cause this guy would literally give you the world if you asked for it.

Like if you were a villain you could most likely manipulate him(not that you should that's terrible) but he is just so in love with you ya know. You have this guy wrapped around your finger it's crazy!

When y'all are at home together or out shopping together he just follows you around like a puppy. Carrying your bags. Holding the door. No matter how much you tell him you can do it or it's fine. He will still do it. Not because he is being forced but because he wants to. He thinks you're a goddess and deserves a red carpet where ever you walk. That's not even a joke.

If you have a tight hero costume. Like a body suit that really shows your curves you will have this man drooling. It just drives him crazy.

Imagine. You order a new hero costume to try out that's more loose cause you have been feeling self conscious lately with how tight the other one is. You and fat gum are about to leave for patrol. After he is ready he comes to check on you and sees your new out fit.

His eye brows scrunch up and you can immediately tell something is bothering him. "I thought I would change my outfit some since my last one was weird looking on me..."

His mouth drops open and his eyebrows raise. "Weird?!? How was it weird?! I thought it looked amazing!.... I mean it looked really good ya know..... Are you sure???" he says a little embarrassed. He never told you his thoughts on your costume before but he thought it was perfect.

"Well It sorta made my stomach look weird and I don't think my body type was really made for something tight like that...." those words were so shocking and something he never once thought off or considered. He was flabbergasted. He does a face like one of the old YouTube clickbait faces. He couldn't believe his ears.

"But your stomach looked fine! It looked perfect! What do you mean it's not made for you?! Something like that is literally meant for you it's- it's so perfect I don't understand! I think it looked great!-" he says not realizing he was yelling. Gets embarrassed immediately. "Look. I think it looked great. But this obviously isn't my decision. So if you want to change it then go for it! It will still look great! But all I'm saying is.... You look good in anything. Including your tight hero costume. Wear what makes you happy. I'm gonna go wait by the door. Meet me there when you're done!!"

He runs away before you can respond. Those words touched your heart. It gave you the boost you needed. You change back to your old costume and meet him at the door. All he did was smile but he was really happy you picked the tight one. Even though he said it was your choice and to do what makes you happy he was praying you would stick with the old one. Cause he really thought it looked perfect on you. Not only because it made you look good. But you would be the same with out it!

If you ever get insecure while out he will offer his jacket. Even though it's ginormous. He tries ok💀. Or let you hide in him.

If something happens during a fight and your outfit rips or something he will give you his jacket right away. Lickity split.

His jacket is huge so it definitely has big pockets. Whatever you need he has. Hair ties, menstrual products, gloves, candy, he probably even carry a back up out fit for you. Or a jacket if you get cold. He is on it. His jacket is basically like a mother's purse.

Imagine him going to a meeting with other pro hero's and he puts a important paper in his jacket. So when they ask him for the paper he's has to dig through all his crap😭. Starts putting stuff on the table. Pulling stuff out like it's a magic trick. A hair brush, sun glasses, charger, etc. While all the hero's just sit there in utter shock.

Now let's get back to you lol. He just loves your plump figure. How soft and warm you are. It drives him crazy. Ik I have said it so much already but he just love holding you. Cuddling is such a big love language for him. On yalls days off it spent cuddling mostly. Or anything involving him touching you. He doesn't want to be away from you any longer then he needs to.

When he is in his regular form he loves having you lay on top of him. He's still very large in his regular form so you can just fully lay on him if you want. But he loves having you straddle him. He just loves sitting on the couch with his feet up and having you straddle his legs and lay on his chest facing him. So he can grab your thighs and pull you closer. Or your butt😋. (Also one of his favorite sex positions^^^)

Another cuddling position I think he would love is laying in between your legs. With his hands sliding under you a bit, going under your back. His head resting on your stomach or chest. While you play with his hair or cup his face.

If yall are watching TV while in the position together he will place small kisses with out even realizing. Just small little pecs every once in a while. And just nuzzle his head on you. He just loves it so much.

Now let's talk different positions😏😏😏

He honestly don't care who is "in control" cause if he is the dom in a situation he doesn't really see it as that. Be just sees it as just making love to his sweet sweet girlfriend.

When he's on top he takes his time. He's is very passionate in every movement. Likes to roll his hips into you instead of slamming. Having you wrap your legs around him while he hovers over you/ lays on you.

He loves having you on top though. It's such a turn on for him. Whether it's cowgirl or reverse cow girl or even if you just straddle him and he slams up inside of you. That's usually how it ends up.

He enjoys seeing you take your time and ride him though. Watching as your body moves and grinds on him. But sometimes it gets to much for him and he just needs you. So he will grab your thighs and start lifting his hips up.

And don't get me started on oral😩 he LOVES and I mean LOVES having you sit on his face. I can't put it into words on how much he loves it. It has to be after he orgasms though cause if it's before he will just ignore it. Cause he ain't pulling away for one minute until he is satisfied.

The feeling of your thighs on his face makes him crazy. Even if you sit all the way down he will pull your thighs down as hard a possible so he can get closer and feel you around him.

I think he would prefer to be inside you but when you do give him blow jobs it makes him so weak. Definitely whimpers. Lots of groaning and praising.

During sex it's endless praise. It's always. "You're doing so good baby" "You feel so good around me." "That's it. Keep going." "Just like that baby.""You taste so good princess."

Another way he love hanging you straddle him is just his thigh. When y'all make out while you're on his lap he loves when you ride his thigh or grind on him. Guiding you with his hands as he grabs your ass and thighs.

Loves taking his time with you. Savoring every ounce of your body. Slowly removing every piece of clothing. Kissing and sucking all over. Leaving trails of hickeys every where. Will get carried away and can spend up to 20 minutes just kissing you all over. It's like a addiction.

Even though he isn't very rough sometimes he just gets in that mood. Like he NEEDS you.

If you ever wear booty shorts or a short skirt or a short sun dress..... It drives him crazy. He just wants to go over to you and start grabbing. The way your soft thighs poke out from underneath. Almost showing your ass. Gets really quite and comes up behind you while you're doing something in the kitchen. Rubs his big hands up and down your body. Only answering your questions with groans. Until his can't take it anymore and he just bends you over the island. Rips your clothes off and just goes ham. (Still makes sure you're ok with it tho. And it very careful.)

[rainbowgaez]

this current war on adblockers feels so stupid. so much time and resource is getting blown on something that feels like it only has one logical outcome. i simply do not have time to look at that shit. we live in an abundance of content, and there is just no reality in which i have even a fraction of a second to waste being advertised to. if you have to shove your name in my face, im automatically doubtful of whatever product or service it is because time has proven again and again that most of the time, most of it is bullshit.

not only that, but none of these sites are on good enough terms with me to even consider making that concession with. like do you honestly think i like any of these websites enough to let them waste my time? every single big platform is letting LLM garbage seep into its pores. everything i see has to be viewed under an increasingly zoomed in lens of scrutiny. every day i have to learn the new ways people are trying to sell candied turds because they're starting to get good at making them look like real chocolate, and every day it i inch closer to saying "why am i even fucking bothering" and ripping the cable line out of my house.

the rules and TOS on almost each site begging me to stop using adblockers are all arbitrarily enforced to the point where everyone regardless of viewpoint feels as though they're one wrongly worded post away from being booted without even being given a reason, and that's assuming they don't end up a victim of an easily executed mass reporting campaign. the moderation's hands are tied. they know the complaints aren't legit, but there are just so many of them. their tickets are all backed up. they have to clear the queue or else they'll get reprimanded for poor performance. so what if that's where most of your social connections with people across the world were. you can go to one of these other 5 websites that all have the same host of issues, some worse than others. but please give us 5.99 a month and we'll stop showing you ads bro. come on bro its only 8.99. dude trust me for 12.99 a month its so worth it. you can afford a measly 15.99 a month right? you can't beat the savings 19.99 a month (charged yearly, non-refundable) gives you.

i get it, you use something for free, you are the product, but it has never been easier to reason with myself why i should no longer be a part of this stupid transaction because i get less and less out of it by the day

[saanphoenix]

what do you think would have happened if glenn had been closer to sephiroth and rosines talk where rosine wanted to die meaning he hears the full thing

Oh, I'm so glad you asked.

If Glenn had caught the conversation, heard Rosen wanted to die, he woulda zoomed the fuck in and argued with that boy, just like Sephiroth tried, to come back with them. Only he would have argued and argued and argued until they all fuckin' died.

And I'm sure Rosen knew that. That's why there's the whole, "Whose lives are more important," situation going on. Sure. He wants to die. But also...kinda doesn't want them to die. So, take him out of the equation. Glenn and Co. will have to leave faster when they can't try and change his mind.

OR! Let's say that Glenn says, "Fuck this shit," knocks Rosen out, and brings him back with them anyway. Let's say he brings him to Shinra. ...They're just going to kill him. They want ALL Rhadorans dead. They don't want any survivors. No one who can cast aspersions on them. He gets a bullet anyway.

Let's say Glenn knocks him the fuck out and they all defect. Now you have someone who is so full of despair and emotional distress, knowing the people who took him from his homeland and killed all his people are forcing him to live. Forcing him to do what they want him to do. He essentially has no agency, because No Suicide On My Watch, Boy. That's a recipe for a whole different tragedy right there!

Like. He didn't want to, but Sephiroth made a call to grant Rosen his wish and save his friends. It sucked. And Glenn will get the fuck over it. But the alternatives that I see honestly look worse for Rosen and Glenn in the long run.

[konigschitzo]

Sugar Daddy Konig (Intro-Reuploaded)

I have a lot planned for this so enjoy! ♡ ♡ ♡

Konig x Fem!reader + Horangi x Fem!reader…Adding more COD characters in future parts >ᴗ< Reader is going to be fucking around, they fight over you!!

MDNI!! 18+

Contains. Fluff, Smut, Enemies to Lovers?, Sugar Daddy Konig, Motorcycle Horangi, Konig Dom, Sex eventually, Multiple men, more motorcycles…

I guess this is sorta an AU.

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You admit it to yourself… being broke and living alone sucks! You work when you can but tonight it's another night alone. Placing your dinner on the coffee table you sit on the couch opening your phone to begin doom scrolling. When the boredom hits, you have an idea to sign up for a sugar daddy app. Just for fun, you think to yourself, nothing could come of it, men are gross…a hot and polite man, spoiling you with everything you wanted, clothes, food, sex…?  A smirk begins to form on your face imagining it. You wipe the smirk off your face shaking your head, no man could be so perfect! Maybe you just need some love you delete the stupid app and download Tinder. Again. You begin sinking into the couch now swiping left and right. The app is okay but boys are gross. The boredom is gone and your desperate need for a man is suppressed for now… you pause. Konig. You begin stalking his profile. Something along the lines of being 6’10” and ex-military, hot but what really made you interested was his photos. a mask? In all his pictures he’s is wearing a mask. In the pictures from when he was a military operator, his face is covered, in the pictures of him at the gym a ski mask, even when in a nice suit. What is this guys deal? This is Tinder! How will you judge him correctly without seeing his face! You zoom into all his pictures and squint your eyes to try to get a glimpse of his face, all you see are his beautiful green eyes, peering back at you. You can feel the tension build in your heart a little as you get a closer look, butterflies maybe? You ignore your gut for now but still swipe right. 

In the morning you're up at 6 AM for your dead-end job at the local grocery store. You wish you were tired, you crave some excitement. You peak at your phone filled with messages from Tinder and regret not deleting it like the other app, you roll your eyes at the filthy messages men gave you last night. Scrolling through the notifications one catches your eye. Not a corny pickup line, not an inappropriate comment but Konig. Remembering him from last night, your heart skips a beat. 

How about dinner tonight, Schatz? Schatz? Is that German? 

You reply uninterested. Can't tonight, working. 

You place your phone down and begin getting ready for work. In the shower, the only thing on your mind is your loneliness. You stand under the water and look up you start imagining how tall 6’10” would be. Imagining what it must be like to hug someone so tall… to kiss someone so tall. He has to be lying about his height Before you could have a second thought you realize you are thinking about Konig. Scheiße! I MEAN SHIT!! You panic you're even thinking in German! You quickly turn off the water and dry your face attempting to rub any future dirty thoughts off your brain. You cannot believe you were thinking about a man you have never even met! You brush your hair, brush your teeth, and put on makeup nicer than usual. Without giving your subconscious a second to think twice. You pick up your phone.

You double-text Konig. Ew, I seem desperate. I get off at 6, where are we going?

You get dressed in casual clothes, grab the keys, and head out the door. Down the stairs of your apartment and out another door. Feeling like you're in a nervous rush after leaving for you… a risky text message. Exciting. The morning air hits you and the day is beautiful. You begin walking to your car. Your neighbor is out already, leaning on his motorcycle and smoking a cigarette. Next to your car, not an uncommon sight but he sure is cute so you don't mind. Does he park it there on purpose? Does he wait for me? You're pretty sure he lives on your floor too. “Good morning, Hong-jin, beautiful day for a ride!” You say smiling. “It's so good to see that smile, want a ride to work again today? I have time to kill.” He says smiling in return. You always take him up on his offers. You pretend like you're not trying to feel his body during the rides, but you can't help but hold him tight while the motorcycle rumbles beneath both of you and not just cause you have to, you want to. Sometimes his shirt even rolls up and you have to hold back. You rest your head on his chiseled back while going down long roads. You look down at him his legs look sexy in those motorcycle pants, but maybe it's what's in between them that you really want. You think more about the rides you've had with him he rides just right, so smooth, and never too fast. You totally do not have a crush on your neighbor…Today though you reconsider his offer it’ll be hard to hide your date from him. He will call you after work and ask if you’ll need a ride back home. Hoping your date will pick you up from work at the very least before he takes you to Olive Garden. Fuck Konig you're closer to Kim anyway and if he stands you up you'll always have him to fuck. You finally realize your neighbor has a crush on you too. You snap out of your thoughts  “Sure! Hong-jin I would love to!” you say happily. You open the trunk of your car and grab the expensive helmet he bought you, he wanted you to be as safe as possible. How sweet, you really do like it when men buy you things. “You are full of smiles today this morning, huh beautiful?” Hong-jin says teasingly after noticing you smile at the helmet and the idea of riding with him. He puts out his cigarette. “I'm just really excited to ride you. I MEAN ride with you!” Your voice cracks. Horangi smirks and puts on his helmet It is white with tiger decals on the sides and Horangi written on the back, you only call him that when he's got the helmet on, you wonder what it even means. Who cares he's so attractive you slam your trunk put on your helmet and hop on the back after him. Using his arm he offered to help you hop up. You immediately wrap your arms around his perfect body in excitement. You think you hear him giggle in delight underneath his helmet. When he turns the key into the bike and revs it up you are very aware of your pussy vibrating on the seat with each rev of the bike. Your pussy is just so close to him you almost get the feeling to dry hump him right then and there. Boy, do motorcycles turn you on. It was going to be a long day. 

You arrive at work after an exciting ride without cuming in your pants… You hop off and thank Horangi holding back from ripping off his helmet and kissing him in the parking lot. You wave goodbye and walk in holding your helmet. You open your phone for 7 AM clock in. KONIG! You roll your eyes, thinking you’ve already found love in your Horangi, you guys are practically married! 

I think you will like it. I will pick you up, ja? You panic! In your work clothes? Why is he so stern? Then again you were blunt with him.

Somewhere I can wear my work clothes, something casual?

I can fix that. Please come with me tonight?? He is begging…

You reply. I guess. *work address* be here at 6:15

NEXT PARTT <333

[moe-broey]

AAAUAYGGHHHHHHHHBBBH

My brain is so fried and I am The Struggler and the past two days I have been cleaning the shit out of the living room to give The Illusion. That I am PUT TOGETHER. ENOUGH. And ofc bc I'm devastatingly autistic any Big Changes ESPPP to my living space (Even If They're Positive) autism brain doesn't like that. Killing you 100,000 times.

And I am really worried and frustrated and like. I Need to be Put Together. I need to prepare to mask and be well-spoken and confident and I need to select all the correct dialogue options. Every single bulletpoint feels like it has Some Secret Answer and it feels like I'm going to have to evaluate in the moment as I'm speaking to this doctor, like. Okay what am I working with. I know you Have to stick to the medical model as a baseline but do you fully ideologically agree with it or is there some room for nuance? When you're determining if I'm able to "consent to treatment" well cut to the chase I'm measuring if you're ableist.

I've come to hate "functioning" labels SO much because they're inherently ableist and measure an autistic person's worth by how well they're able to "achieve" "normalcy". I think it's also just really fucking shitty for autistic people who have higher support needs, and I think as someone "oN tHe hiGheR eNd" (🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄) of the functioning labels it is your fucking responsibility to wield that correctly. With consideration, care, and compassion. And NEVER use it to step on people who are more vulnerable than you. I am closer to a full-time full-support needs autistic than I will EVER be to a fucking neurotypical and also that is my fucking community. Never throw your own under the bus ect ect

Like the thing that's MOST INSANE is that ideologically I don't agree with this shit AT ALL anymore, I think it's unfair and is an injustice and it's fucking stupid. But I am FORCED to play a game and I have to use the tools available to me. It feels inherently dishonest but also like morality Is subjective when you've been made to play an unfair game in the first place. Like how there's a code of ethics to shoplifting under capitalism, that sort of thing.

I HAVE A MENTAL HEALTH EVALUATION APPOINTMENT. BY THE WAY. TOMORROW OVER ZOOM FOR TOP SURGERY I straight up juyst did not say that did NOT provide context LMFAOOOO

I'm like haphazardly balancing my morality and personal code of ethics and really fucking abrasive politics which SHOULDN'T be radical but They Are and like what am I up against. I am also just completely at the mercy of The One Gender Clinic in THE ENTIRE STATE OF MAINE like okay cool no pressure none at all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND MY HEAD STILL HURTS!!!!! FROM MY COLD!!!!!!!! AND I'M OVERWHELMED!!!!!!!! BY CHANGES IN MY LIVING SPACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T FOCUS!!!!!!!!! AAAUAUGGHHHHHHHHBB

[iveneverbeenmorestressedinmylife]

Λοιπόν για το ask game θέλω να ξέρω για την Reagan. Έχω όμως περιέργεια για την Christine Daae, θέλω να ξέρω εντυπώσεις

Reagan Ridley 🧪

First impression: oh so this is one of those characters thats specifically catered to my interests huh. Cool.

Impression now: Yeah of course she is my favourite. No surprises here. I have a type.

Favorite moment: ... that moment in the final episodes where the camera zoomed into her missing finger, the deadlines on her calendar, her meds and brett immediately went from telling her how sad he would be if she left the company to pretending that he wasnt sad at all because he knows how much she is suffering here and he only wants the best for her. Even if it means never seeing her again. Also EVERYTHING about Appleton tbh. God. Also that time she kicked her dad out of her house??? Queen.

Idea for a story: haven't had any concrete story ideas about my girl reagan sadly 😔 i should get around to reading some inside job fanfics, get some inspo.

Unpopular opinion: nothing comes to mind really. I haven't interacted a lot with the inside job fandom to know their popular and unpopular opinions tbh.

Favorite relationship: god.... Bret and reagan besties 4ever. Also! I was shocked by how much i liked her relationship with ron?? I usually hate it when my fave characters get a love interest half way through a show. Like HATE IT hate it. But honestly when they first started dating i couldn't help but wonder HOW she was going to fuck it up. Like this is Reagan we are talking about, she cant be happy for more than a few episodes in a row so i was hooked waiting for their relationship to fall apart somehow and holy shit????? Their ending was literally so much better than everything i could have ever imagined??? I was sobbing my eyes out god bless.

Favorite headcanon: this woman is bi sorry i don't make the rules. But honestly i feel like i don't have a lot of headcanons about her sadly.

Christine Daae 🎵

First impression: just an average girl character from a century old book. Nothing too wild.

Impression now: oh this girlie is INSANE insane. Ive seen it. I enjoy it. Impressive case of daddy issues. Beautifully kind and determined. She wasn't even in love with the phantom my girl thought she was being visited by the angels sent by her dead father. Good for her. Honestly the phantom is WAY closer to what i usually consider My Type when it comes to fictional characters when compared to Christine. My love for her completely blindsided me, she was one of those characters i didn't expect to be my faves.

Favourite moment: "wishing you were somehow here again" for the musical and everything about her insane "talking with the weird gremlin man who lives in my walls and pretending he is an angel" era for the book. Also the cemetery scene in the book? My girl is delusional.

Idea for a story: none tbh. I haven't read this book in years im not as obsessed with her as i was back then but she still holds a special place in my heart.

Unpopular opinion: idk i never had a strong opinion on the whole phantom - christine - raoul love triangle thing and i feel like the people fighting over this are a little insane skksks. Like. I don't think she ever fully loved erik even tho she sympathized with him? Also fighting over who Christine should choose reminds me of the people who used to fight over who katniss from the hunger games would choose. Like peeta is Katniss' chance to heal while gale is still at war and raoul is the light while erik is the night!! Of course she chose raoul in the end like cmon. Now, that doesn't mean that i can't appreciate the fucked up insane relationship between a basement dwelling sewer man who kills people just because and a grief stricken woman who searches for divinity in everything that surrounds her.

Favourite relationship: probably erik and christine solely for the fucked up factor. Also her relationship with her father even tho he is dead before the book starts and we barely know anything about him. Its pretty obvious that his death affects her a lot.

Favourite headcanon: cant really think of anything tbh. Once again its been a while since i last read this book. But also i feel very strongly about this woman being a brunette for no particular reason.

[blackrosesfanfic]

Chapter 251

 

Trey

"Nowadays your shit gotta be clean." I say to Dee.

We are sitting in the backyard while these idiots run their energy out. It was too much crying in the house. Caden couldn't take his nap while they were in and out the room crying. Minnie is really the one who kept Caden up though. She demands silence while she sleeps.

"I'm in the middle of planning an expensive as wedding. Why the hell wouldn't my shit be clean? She not leaving."

"I'm talking about everything clean. No female friends or shit like that. Hell, nigga, porn is cheating right now."

Devin sucks his teeth taking out his phone. "This bitch from Instagram been texting me. Talking about her marriage and shit."

"Nigga no. Delete it." I spat. "Did you not hear about my shit recently? They really mad about it but I talked about killing myself so I was forgiven. But you... you gonna get my shit and yours. Why don't you know that?"

"I don't know." He says doing stuff on his phone. "I told her I'm leaving Instagram and I can't have female friends right now. I'm deleting my shit."

I grab the phone. "How fucking obvious? Tell her to find someone else to load all her problems on. Leave the conversation if it's innocent."

"It ain't. I been talking bout my marriage too."

"Awh hell. Delete, delete, delete. If you block her she might get mad. Start some shit. Just get caught."

He takes the phone. "I'll delete most of my responses."

"Fucker." I shake my head.

Lane comes to me crying. He shows me his hand crying really hard. I sigh in relief after he shows me a busted bump. I wipe the blood away with my shirt then nod at him. He looks at it waiting to see if it bleeds again. He stops crying and walks away. He stops and looks at it again then he goes push King off the bike that Lane wasn't even playing with.

"Lane!" JJ yells. "You leave that bike alone!"

"Shut up." Lane says dropping the bike and running under the jungle gym.

JJ stands in the yard. "You okay, King?"

King gets on the bike and pedal away. "I okay."

"Lane! Where you at?" JJ yells.

"Over here." He zooms out on a big wheel.

Devin stands up. "Trey? Who that kid?"

I stand up. "Where?"

"On top of the damn slide." Devin starts walking. He stops Lane. "Who is that?"

"I had this first!" Lane yells.

"No Lane Who is that right there on the slide?"

Lane snatches the big wheel. "Get your hands off."

Devin stands there staring. I don't see a kid. I walk out towards the slide. Suddenly there is a little boy on top of the slide. He must have ran up the slide because he didn't come from the stairs which are this way. He runs across the bridge. I walk closer.

"Ike." I say.

He freezes staring at me. He waves then starts running again. Lane runs up the stairs then across the bridge to Ike. Lane didn't know he was here. That's why he didn't answer Devin. He hugs Ike. Ike must have said something cause Lane nods his head.

"JJ it Ike. We cousin."

"Ike!" JJ yells making his way to them. "Grandma got you airplane. You left your airplane."

Ike runs away from them. Devin comes back towards me.

"I was about to beat a kid up. I swear I was."

"Nigga you stupid."

"Lane! Who here with you?" Hidila yells.

Lane disappears. I walk around the jungle gym. They stay on the back side more so sitting on that side makes more sense. It's where the bikes are and the hard dirt they ride their bikes in. I look her over.

"Why you here?"

"To hear my baby talk." She says after Lane runs away. "He only talks to Lane."

I look towards them. "Put him in school."

"During the summer? That's mean."

"You get what I'm saying."

She shrugs. "Nope. It's Lane. He has been in therapy with the same kids forever now. He doesn't talk to them. He shares with them. He smiles and interact but he only talks to sweet little Lane. I can't stop crying. I wanna hear him talk. It's so frustrating." She wipes her eyes and walks away. "Where is Cammie?"

"At the studio."

"She gonna be there much longer?"

I look at the time. "No. She shouldn't be."

She walks into the house. I walk closer to the jungle gym to watch them more closely. Lane was sitting the wrong way in the regular swing while JJ and Ike were in the circled big swing. Playing doesn't call for much talking. JJ falls off the swing. Ike laughs really loud then jumps off the swing running away.

"J, you gone hit you head." Lane says as the swing comes straight for JJ head.

JJ crawls away in a hurry then runs after Ike. Ike was climbing the fireman's pole. What's the big deal about Ike? JJ attempts to climb the pole then run around to the other side. My wild ass son climbs the dice that were part of some game. He gets to the other layer then screams. Ike comes to the rail encouraging him to keep going. I walk closer to the jungle gym. Before I get there Ike pulls him over the side. They disappear. Suddenly somebody was screaming again. I walk closer to them. They at the very top that's enclosed. Thankfully.

"I can't sake it." Lane laughs.

It wasnt Lane screaming cause he was laughing. Was it JJ? I look to my side. JJ was hanging from the monkey bars. I'm sure these 3 year Olds not supposed to be so wild and skilled. How old is JJ? I stand up on the dice that Lane climbed. It was Ike screaming. I take my phone out and record him screaming. JJ runs up with his hands out.

"What the matter?" He snaps. "Ike?"

"He not Ike. He Gorilla. King Kong." Lane laughs.

I chuckle. Lane looks at me. Ike screams again. Lane falls out on the ground laughing. JJ didn't get the joke. He starts acting like he flying a plane. The top layer was supposed to be an airplane. It had dials and controls. Ike smiles at Lane.

"Daddy!" Lane points. "Hey, Daddy!"

"Hey Lane."

He says something really fast. I don't know what he said. Ike jumps up grabbing something and hanging from the air. He screams again. Lane dies laughing.

"Do it, Daddy." Lane chuckles. "You do it."

"Scream like King Kong?"

Lane nods. I yell knowing well I wouldn't sound like a roaring monkey and Lane would laugh his ass off even more. He taps the floor laughing so hard. He mocks me then laughs somemore. Ike says something but I couldn't hear. Lane laughs then he stands up.

"Daddy Ike say do it again." Lane says. He looks at Ike. "Daddy Ike scared to talk to you."

"No I not, Lane." Ike snaps upset.

I try not to react. Oh shit. I look at the phone. It was still recording.

"You is scared!"

"No I not!" Ike snaps. "I not scared of nothing. No stupid ghost or nothing."

Holy shit. He got attitude too.

"Say hey Temaine."

JJ comes up. "Hey, Trey!"

"I don't want to." Ike whispers as if he suddenly realize I was there.

"Do it!"

"I don't..." Ike whispers then starts mumbling.

"Hey, Trey!" Lane yells then crawls away from Ike to the controls. "Bye Bitch."

JJ laughs. "Wooo."

They all just forget the argument they were just having over Ike talking like they have it all the time. They must do. I jump down from the jungle gym as they run out and down the slide. My phone rings. I stop the video and answer the call for Cammie.

"Hey, Bae."

"I saw some bitch pick my baby up."

I chuckle. "Your cousin."

"Who the... oh Hidila. Guess I'm tripping."

"Yeah."

She giggles. "I'm pumping then I'm coming home. Like what the hell imma do when I'm leaking all on national TV? I'm not stopping breastfeeding just for a damn TV show. Anyway. We'll talk. Bye, Love."

"Bye." I chuckle as she hangs up.

Alex

Isha rolls her eyes at me. "I haven't seen you eat like that in years. Fried chicken and fried rice? You eating Chinese?"

"People go through shit." I shrug.

I haven't told anyone that I'm pregnant. It feels like such a fucking weird ass conversation to fucking have with people. Besides why should they know? I don't want them there with me as I go through a pregnancy. It's just the simple fact that I've done so much for my fucking self it would just feel fake as shit to have people catering to me. Ain't that what people do? Feel on bellies and buy shit at showers. Baby reveals and birthday parties.

"Do I even fucking like men?" I snap putting my fork down.

"Oh." Isha says covering her mouth and looking around. "Bitch say what?"

I push the food away from me. "I don't think I want this."

"I was hoping you say that about that chicken." She says reaching over my desk grabbing the plate.

"You can't buzz me and I come running to you." Jamaal says walking into the room.

"You are here."

Isha makes a noise. "Yes, this chicken so... hmm."

We both know she not talking bout the chicken. Jamaal sits on the desk in front of me. I sigh deeply as I quickly contemplate my life.

"I think I'm interested in seeing other people. Don't take it the wrong way?"

"It's a day that ends in y. Of course you thinking these things. You got someone in mind already? Someone to deal with your bullshit?"

I lean forward smelling him. "That's strange."

He pulls his shirt to his nose. "Did Baby's oatmeal spill on me?"

"I think I'm gay. I need to fuck a woman."

"This bitch." Isha chuckles.

Jamaal stands up to tuck his shirt into his pants. I lean forward smelling him. I grab his waistband pulling him to me. The smell gets stranger as I pull him closer to me by his pants.

"It's your balls." I say reaches in his pants.

"Whoa." Jamaal says. "I'm so confused."

"Oh shit. I know not." Isha snaps. "Pull it out and let me see."

Jamaal grabs my wrist as I jiggle his nut sack in my hands. I pull my hand out and smell it. Thats the smell. I'm satisfied. I push him away from me a bit then push him a little more. I grab my food off the table. My mind just wanted to smell Jamaal. I bit the chicken then sigh. I look at Jamaal who was just standing there looking at me. I sip my water then suck on the tips of my fingers one by one. I look at Jamaal. Is this what a craving feels like? No I wouldn't be craving eating his nut sack? It sounds good.

"Jamaal."

He comes closer to me not saying a word. I touch his stomach then stand up. He rubs my body as I stand up. I push him back from me to get around him so we can leave. I need him somewhere without so many windows and Isha. I glance at her. She is texting on her phone laughing to herself. Maybe talking shit about me. I leave out the room. Jamaal grabs me pulling me back into the room. I start to object but then he opens another door. I turn around looking where he was going. To the stairs? I'm not walking down... there was another door. He unlocks it going inside.

"What is this?" I snap.

"Bribing closet."

I look around the room then look at Jamaal. Imma have to ask about this shit. I lean against Jamaal and smell him. I laugh at how silly the shit felt. I reach into his pants. He unbutton them as I grab his balls. The satisfaction was soul cringing. I lick the base of his shaft then smell his balls. They were so clean and hairless. I get a tingle in my belly as I suck them into my mouth. I close my eyes. Have you ever wanted something you didn't know you wanted for so long? To have it. He startles me bringing reality crashing in. I look at his hand cupping his dick. I stand up looking around the room.

"You are a fucking bitch." I snap.

He doesn't say nothing. I walk to one of the shelves. It was a gift basket that was loaded with sports shit. There were different ones. Football, soccer, baseball. A fucking music one. I suck my teeth opening a silver box. It was shit like gift cards and candles. Who the fuck gives fucking gift baskets? I pick up a Cowboys Keychain then turn to Jamaal. He is fucking leaning again the gotdamn wall with his pants down.

"What is this shit?" I yell.

"Incentives for people that are on the fence about signing shit. We gonna talk about what the hell just happened?"

I walk out the room. "Why should we?"

The door slams shut behind me then locks. I look down the stairs. Was he trying to hide this from me or was I just deliberately ignoring him when he told me about it?

"I feel..."

"Why are your balls so... do you have pubic hair?"

Jamaal pulls me from the stairs. "No."

"Get off me." I say walking to the door that went back onto the main floor.

"Come here." He demands grabbing me.

I pull away from him again. I walk into my office looking around. Isha was sitting at my desk on my work phone.

"I will be sure to tell her. Thank you." She says. "Jordan... the important call your ass was waiting on... yeah. Well he said go ahead and print the contract. He will be by in the morning to sign them. I may have told him that you were in the bathroom regretting the decision to change your diet and try Chinese food for the first time in years. He had a good laugh at that. Oh and he said no Chinese at the signing. Fresh fruit and steak."

"Shit." I blow.

Isha stands up from my desk. "Your father said meeting tomorrow with the partnership what should he wear?"

I put my hands on my hips. "I told him 5 times today that I was going to come by. He is being annoying."

"Cammie's son is so fucking cute. She sent a picture to the group chat you in. Who's kid is he?"

"Her husband's. What the fuck you mean?"

Isha stands up. "Like he really belong to Trey Songz?"

I look at the phone. "That is not Cammie's son. That's her friend MiMi son. She calls him hers. Both of her kids are with her husband."

"What is your fucking problem? You being weird. Sex before work? Couldn't get your ass out this office for lunch."

"I haven't had sex in days."

She rolls her eyes. "With a fine ass man like that? Weird. Anyway, cash app me my fucking pay. That's two calls at 150. Bonus for talking to your fucking daddy."

"You will always have."

"Tomorrow you gonna fucking tell me why your ass acting like this." She draws a circle in the air pointed at me. "It looks bad on you."

"Fuck you."

She giggles. "I mean you do wanna fuck a woman. But I'm not interested in this. Whatever this is. Muah."

[sailorsenshishitposter]

Why Mario Party is always a bad idea

After the disaster that was last week, it was decided that group trips would only be allowed if Armstrong knew about the plans before hand. Even then it would still be his call to allow such an event happening. There was also the matter of needing certain members to be chaperoned after that codec incident. Armstrong sat at his desk and flung everything off of it like he was participating in a Neil Breen movie. The man sighed and lit a cigar. "Christ, what in the hell am I supposed to do now!?"

As he sat down trying to contemplate tomorrow's lesson he heard a strange voice coming out of the hall. Not this shit again! He ran and knocked down the door, confirming his suspicions. He was face to face? (Helmet?) with his employee. "Damn it Monsoon, how many times have I told you to keep it down in here!" The cyborg tried to protest but it was no use. Armstrong would not tolerate the Japanese and their "Hatsoone meekoos" anymore. He took the switch (controllers and dock included) and his massive binder of cartridges.

"You'll get these back at the end of the week. Now go to bed or do something that doesn't keep the entire building up!" Armstrong then opened the door and slammed it as he left. The cyborg let out a chuckle. "Anger, what an exquisite meme! For now I shall return to r/atheism!" And with that he zoomed to his gaming PC. Armstrong placed the console down and tried to massage his massive forehead bump. To be frank, he still had no idea for what he was going to do for tomorrow's lesson plan. Maybe he should just have everyone take the day off?

He opened the binder and cringed in disgust, remembering an incident with Sundowner. The man had to be taken to the operating table because he was curious why the cartridges tasted sour. It's not that they were poisonous to him, just that he decides to see how many he could eat before Monsoon cut him apart, demanding his game collection back or he would "cut them out" himself. Unfortunately they needed the Alabama man alive and couldn't risk his Cambodian boyfriend to play operation.

Armstrong flipped through the pages. "What is all this degenerate garbage? It's deseased, rotten to the core!" He kept looking until he spotted something familiar. "Ah, good old Mario. I remember you back from my collage days. Time does sure fly by!" He took a closer look. "Mario ... Party? Huh, never heard of it." Since there was no box (another relic from his days of youth) he picked up one of his laptops that somehow hadn't been smashed to oblivion and turned it on. After using Google he found out that it was an up to four multiplayer game. "Hmm. This gives me an idea."

It was now the next day and all four winds of destruction eagerly awaited their next assignment while waiting for their boss to arrive. The door opened and everyone settled down as Armstrong made his way to the front of the room. "Today's lesson plan will involve something different. I've realized that you all need a teambuilding exercise and should learn how to work together successfully. That is why I have brought out this." He took the contents out of the bag and placed them on the table.

"MY SWITCH!" Monsoon cried as he pointed his finger towards said item. "Oh boy!" piped Sundowner. "Do we get to eat anymore of those fancy chips?" The rest of the team all turned towards him and stared silently. Mistral started whispering to Sam. "He knows they're not actual potato chips right....?"  Suddenly Armstrong slammed his fists down. "I can't deal with this shit again! Look, I'm offering you all the chance to play Mario Party and you can take it or leave it. Which is it going to be?"

"Mario Party...." Their boss let out a laugh. "That's what I thought." Armstrong had no idea how the console worked so he handed it to Monsoon who was overjoyed to not have his device manhandled by giant hulk fists. Everything was ready to go except for the fact that there wasn't a television. Sam then stood up. "Don't worry, I'll take care of this." He leaped out the window and ran to the nearest Wal-Mart and bought one of their HDTV's. He raced back, carrying the electronic like it weighed no more than someone casually carrying their bag. "Here goes nothing!" He then proceeded to double jump to the height of their floor and launch himself into the open window. Monsoon used his magnetism to stop the television from crashing into the wall while Sam gently landed on his plush cheeks. The older man looked down at him. "How can you be so reckless?!" Sam pushed his hair aside. "Hey, I got the TV here in one piece didn't I?"

Everything was now set up and the group listened to the little jingle play as their boss sat down and tried to look through his cooking magazine. All four controllers were paired and now it was time to choose what character they would play as. Sundowner looked at Mistral and started to giggle. "What is it now?" The man tried to contain himself. "I bet a girlie like you is gonna pick peach!" Just then someone chose peach but it wasn't who he expected. "Sam, what the hell are ya playin' as a woman for?!" The other man grinned. "What can I say? I love the ladies and I've got an ass like a peach." Sundowner didn't have a response to that. Next thing he knew and Mistral had chosen Donkey Kong. "NOOOOOOOOO! I WANNA BE THA ONE TA GO APESHIT!" He was humiliated and now would have to choose another character. "Hey Monsoon! Let's be allies, whaddaya say! I'll be Wario and you Waluigi!" He looked at the man, desperate to have an advantage. "Sorry but you knew it was survival of the fittest when you started dating me." Then he chose Birdo.

"D'oh!" Sundowner then chose Wario while letting a single tear shed. No one knew which level to pick so they just kept it to default (Yoshi's Tropical Island). As they were going over the options, Sundowner had hoped they would keep the handicap mode on but there was no chance in hell that was happening. "What game mode should we choose guys?" Mistral voted for N64 (of course someone with multiple hands would have no problem playing with that kind of controller) while Monsoon picked GameCube. The Alabama man didn't have a particular choice but he was interested in carrying around his boyfriends head like the console he had chosen. In the end no one could agree so Sam chose the default settings.

Now it was time to roll the dice. Mistral scored a ten, while Monsoon rolled a seven. Sam had gotten a five and Sundowner... He had ended up with one. "I'M GONNA SPLIT THAT MUSHROOM SON OF A BITCH IN TWO!" Mistral then told him that it was just a game and that he needed to calm down. Oh well. At least they all started off with the same amount of coins. None of the rolls were particularly interesting yet. Then the first mini game appeared. "Hot rope jump?" It was everyone against each other so they would have to do their best. Sundowner chuckled and thought it would be no problem. The challenge started and he immediately lost. "HEY, MY FINGER SLIPPED! I DEMAND A REMATCH!" Everyone groaned. "It's kill or be killed! And you're the one who said you didn't need to try the practise option!"

That thankfully shut him up.  Sundowner then started snapping his fingers near Mistral's ears, causing her to lose. "BOSS!" Armstrong wasn't pleased to be woken up from his nap. "Strike one. Two more and it goes off!" That just left Monsoon and Sam who seemed evenly matched. "Give it up Sam! You know you can't beat a true gamer!" The Brazilian man gave a hearty laugh. "Oh please, I can do this all day!" He then tapped the button with so much speed that Peach began to double jump. Monsoon was stunned. "Wait what-" and then he had lost the match. "How did you do that?" Sam was confused. "Are you telling me that you guys can't double jump?" Sundowner then yelled at them to start the next round.

The rest of the game had gone rather well for Mistral, Monsoon and Sam. Sundowner on the other hand... He had landed on countless red spots, losing all of his coins. The one time that he had managed to get to a star before the others and he was flat out broke. He had also lost every mini game, the rest of the team joining up to make him lose when they could. Things could still change though. He finally managed to grab enough coins for one of the last stars. He then bought it and began to cackle. "I'M FUCKIN' INVINCIBLE!" The rest of the team didn't really care, already owning multiple at this point. It was eventually Monsoon's turn when the man decided to do some particularly cruel. He chose to use an item he had been saving. But not just any item.

Sundowner began to scream. "NO BABE, WAIT! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS I BEG OF YA!" It was too late. He had just stolen Sundowners star. The man looked up at his boyfriend, heartbroken. "Why....?" Monsoon went down on one knee and began to cradle his face. "War is a cruel parent but an effective teacher. It's final lesson is carved deeply in my psyche." Mistral and Sam had enough. "JUST GET ON WITH IT NERD!" The cyborg stuck his tongue out at them. "I'm doing this for your own good. You need to become stronger. Mario isn't even a real person!" Sundowner looked up at everyone with tears in his eyes. "Wait, he's not!?" Mistral then punched Monsoon with one of her many arms. "Way to go asshole! We've been keeping that a secret from him but now you've ruined it!" The man was confused. "I'm afraid I don't understand." Then they heard a loud crash and noticed Sundowner taking his rage out on the TV. "That's why." said Sam.

And with that Armstrong decided he would be banning anything Mario related from headquarters along with Cherry trees.

[ask-human-hastur]

Thoughts on Norton Campbell? (I literally buy him just to throw donuts at the hunters :D)

"Oh? You're approaching me?"

[scarisd3ad]

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𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘰𝘯 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮！𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

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Not my gif!

𝗣𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 ➪ 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁

𝗛𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗸𝘀?

𝗗𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗳𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲

𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵?

𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝘂𝗽 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗹𝗲𝗲𝘃𝗲𝘀?

𝗛𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗼 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽?

"Guys!" Dustin ran into the bathroom where Mike and el where. Mike and el both quickly jumped back. "It's Lucas! I think he's in trouble" he said panting both kids quickly ran out of the bathroom. "Do you remember how he said he was looking for the gate?" Dustin asked grabbing the walkie from my hands "yeah" Mike nodded his head "what If he found if?" Dustin stated. Lucas's shouts could be heard from the radio. "What's he saying?" Mike asked grabbing the walkie from Dustin's hands.

"I don't know, he's way out of range" Dustin sighed "...son of a bitch!" Lucas shouted "Lucas, if you can hear us, slow down. We can't understand you." Mike said "yes I copy! do you?" Lucas yelled "they know about eleven! Get out of there! they know about eleven!" He warned "the bad men are coming! All of them! Do you hear me? The bad men are coming!" "Mad hen?" "Does that mean anything to you?" Dustin asked. I rolled my eyes "the bad men he said the bad men" I groaned. "Shit! Stay here!" Mike sat the walkie talkie onto the table and ran upstairs. Dustin followed behind him leaving me and el alone.

"The bad men are here?" El asked "I dunno" I shrugged my shoulders "m'scared" she mumbled. "Hey" I placed my hand on her shoulder "i'll protect you, and you have your powers too. Nothing will happen to you. I won't let anything happen to you" I said softly. She nodded her head and hugged me.

"We've gotta go! we've gotta go!" Mike shouted as he ran back down the stairs. I jumped up and el followed behind us. We ran outside and we hopped on our bikes well el rode with Mike since she doesn't own a bike and probably doesn't know how to ride one. A group of men started to walk towards us, one man the man that lead them was an older looking man contrary to the others, he looked like he was at most in his fifty's maybe late forty's while the others looked at least thirty.

He stared directly at el, they both stared at each other until Dustin yelled "go, go, go, go, go,go!!" all of the men started to run towards their vans as soon as we zoomed off. I could hear the engines start and their tires screeching as we rode farther and farther away. "Oh my god, Oh my god. Oh my god oh my god oh my god" Dustin repeated as he finally found a road . "Dustin! Dustin, do you copy?" Lucas yelled over the radio.

"Yeah! Lucas they're on us!" Dustin shouted "where are you?" Lucas asked "Cornwallis!" Dustin said "meet me at elm and cherry!"

"Copy. Elm and cherry!" Dustin shouted, "okay!" We started to cut through someone's yard. We cut onto a street, I quickly turned my head around to see the vans. "Shit" i muttered "this way come on!" Mike said, turning into someone's yard.

We passed by a couple girl playing, "out of the way!" Dustin shouted at the girls. Both girls quickly jumped back and stared at Dustin like he was crazy.

We finally made it to Lucas "Lucas!" Mike said as Lucas stopped in front of us "where are they?" Lucas asked. "I..I dunno." Mike stammered "I think we lost them!" Dustin stated. We heard tires screeching and we all quickly snapped our heads towards the source of the sound. "Go, go, go, go!" Mike screamed. We all  started to peddle as fast as we could. "Go, go, go. Faster faster!" Mike continued to shout "shit! Shit shit! Shit shit!"

Suddenly a van turns a corner and was now was in front of us. "F-fuck!" I shouted Dustin began to yell as the van got closer and closer to us. Suddenly the van is now launched into the air and is flying over us. "Holy shit!" I muttered as the van smashed on the ground behind us. Someone was definitely dead.

We pulled up to the junk yard we were just at a couple days ago. "Holy...holy shit! Did you see what she did to that van?" Dustin stuttered  "no, Dustin we missed it" Mike said Sarcastically "I mean that- that was.." Dustin stammered "awesome" Lucas panted finishing Dustin's sentence. El turned around towards us she had a horrible nose bleed. "It was awesome" Lucas grinned, he walked over to el and kneeled down next to El. "Everything I said about you being a traitor and stuff...I-I was wrong" he panted. I smiled Lucas finally, he finally realized that el being here wasn't replacing will. She stared at him her face softening "I'm sorry" he sighed. He placed his hand on her shoulder "friends.." She stuttered "friends don't lie" she said softly "I'm sorry too" she added. "Me too" Mike added in both of them turned their heads towards mike, Mike held out his hand and Lucas quickly stood up and shook his hand. "Me too, Lucas I'm so sorry" I said standing in front of him. "I'm sorry to y/n" he sighed, I quickly hugged the boy.

➪➪➪

"This is Randolph road, right here." Lucas ran his finger down into a line in the ground. "The fence starts here, and goes all the way around" he points to the circle we made out of sticks we found. "And this is the lab right here." He placed a can in the middle "the gates gotta be in there somewhere" he said.

We all stood in a circle "It's gotta be." Lucas stated "well, who owns Hawkins lab?" Dustin asked "the sign says "department of energy"" Lucas said. "Department of energy? What do you think that means?" Dustin asked "it means government. Military" Mike stated "why does it say energy?" I asked "just trust me, alright? It's military. My dad's told me before" Mike said. "Mikes right. There's soldiers out front" Lucas said. "Do they make, like, lightbulbs or something?" Dustin asked I rolled my eyes "your so stupid you know that?" I muttered as i elbowed him in the side "shut up" Dustin mumbled elbowing me back. "They make weapons" mike rolled his eyes at my brothers stupidity, "to fight the Russians and commies and stuff" added "weapons" Lucas stated I furrowed my eyebrows. Dustin gasped "oh, Jesus this is bad"

"Really bad. The place is like a fortress" Lucas sighed "what do we do then?" I asked "I dunno but we can't go home we're fugitives now" Mike said. "G-guys do you hear that?" Dustin stuttered. We all looked up when we heard helicopters. We spotted an helicopter, "shit" we quickly started to stuff our bikes under a bus. "Go, go go!" Mike shouted "its Stuck" Dustin grumbled "here!" I pushed the bike under.

We all quickly ran into the bus. "Get down!" Lucas panted. We quickly ducked down into the seats as the helicopter flew overhead. Shit it hit me I promised I'd meet Steve, Carol and Tommy at 2 "Guys" I mumbled "I've gotta go" I said "wait why?!" Mike asked "I promised I'd meet Steve" I sighed. "Your gonna leave to meet your boyfriend?!" Dustin asked "I promised guys, I'll see you guys later" I said as I quickly ran out of the bus and collected my bike.

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I rode up to a gas station where I was, steve had his face in his hands his face was all bruised and bloody. "Steve!" I gasped as I ran up to him. "Y/n, your late" He sighed "I'm sorry I was watching my brother" I caressed his cheek. "What happened?" I asked "he got his ass beat by Jonathan Byers!" Carol laughed "oh Steve, what did you do?" I sighed.

"Nothing I did nothing" he mumbled. "Hey." Tommy walked out and threw a bottle of aspirin to Steve "you owe me a dollar twenty" he handed Steve a can of coke. "Don't worry, he'll need more than aspirin when we're done with him" they were going to beat the shot out of Jonathan, he might've been able to beat Steve to a pulp but he wouldn't be able to handle tommy and his friends. "Yeah I'd the creep ever gets out the cops should just lock him up forever" Carol scoffed "he's in jail?" I asked my eyebrows knitted together "well they arrested, you should've saw the look on his face!" Carol exclaimed "oh" Carol punched at Tommy's chest. Tommy chuckled while Steve groaned, "hey it's not that bad" I smiled "just a busted lip and a couple scrap's it looks worse than it is" I pressed a kiss to Steve none bruised cheek. "You'll heal up in a couple days" he gave me a weak smile. "He probably had that same look whenever he killed his brother. Right?" Tommy laughed. My eyes widened and my vision went red , I couldn't do it I might've been able to almost hurt Lucas but I wouldn't be able to take on Tommy. I had to calm down. "Oh god i just got an image of him making that face while he and Nancy are screwing" Carol laughed.

"Carol for once in your life, shut your damn mouth!" Steve shouted "what?" Carol turned towards Steve her eyebrows knitted together. "Hey what's your problem man?" Steve turned his head towards both of them "your both assholes! That's my problem" he hopped of the trunk of the car. "Are you serious right now man?" Tommy asked "yeah I'm serious you shouldn't have done that" Steve rolled his eyes as he grabbed my hand And pushed passed Tommy. "Done what?" Tommy asked "you know what" Steve said letting go of my hand.

"You mean call her out for what she really is?" Tommy asked getting up into Steve's face. "Not just that" Steve muttered "you fucking convinced me to cheat on my girlfriend, you shit on her for months" "Oh that's funny because I don't remember you asking me to stop" Tommy got closer to his face "I should've shoved that spray paint right down your throat" Steve said in a low voice"what the hell steve?" Steve turned towards her "you know, neither of you ever cared about her. You never even liked her" he pointed towards me  "because she's not miserable like you two she actually cares about other people." he shouted.

"You didn't have to cheat on her, you chose to! And It's not like she wasn't going to fuck you moment you asked her anyways. That just shows she's a slut!" I furrowed my eyebrows at least I wasn't like her cheating on her boyfriend every chance she got. "I told you to watch your mouth!" Steve shouted as he lunged towards her "hey!" Tommy pushed Steve into the car door. "I don't know what's gotten into you man, but you don't talk to her that way" Tommy shouted "get out of my face!" Steve pushed him back.

God Steve was going to get his ass beat again. "Or what!" Tommy grabbed Steve by his collar and pushed him against the car. "Or what? You gonna fight me now, too? Huh? You gonna fight me now to?" Steve tried to get out of Tommy's grip but continued to struggle. "Because you couldn't take Jonathan byers so I wouldn't recommend that" he whispered.

"Get the fuck off him!" Shouted "and what are you gonna do?" He let go of Steve and started to walk toward me. "Don't touch her" Steve said "no she wants to fight, what are you gonna do about it?" He tried to grab me but I quickly pushed him away from me and kicked him in the crotch. "Shit" he grunted, as he was still taken aback i quickly punched him. He stumbled back "shit what the fuck" he muttered. "I said don't touch him, I think you should take my advise next time" i muttered as I pushed past him. "Let's go Steve" i muttered as I walked over to the passenger side.

"Why did you do that? You could've gotten hurt" Steve grabbed my hand as he drove off. "I don't know. I think I'm going crazy" i muttered "what do you mean?" He asked his face covered in concern "I'm- I almost beat the shit out of Lucas a couple nights ago, I just get so mad I like black out" I sighed "Lucas?" Steve asked "yeah one of Dustin's friends" I said "oh" Steve mumbled. "I almost beat a twelve year old up, I punched you, and I just punched tommy. I've gone crazy" I sighed. "I don't know if that kid deserved it but I do know that Tommy and I deserved it" he sighed.

"Your not going crazy" he pressed a kiss on top of my hand. "What'd you do to get Jonathan so pissed off?"I asked "I've known him since I was eleven and I've never even seen him raise his voice" I added. "I might've spray painted 'Nancy the slut wheeler' on the movie theaters sign" he sighed. "My god Steve" I groaned, "Your such and asshole you know that?" I asked "yeah" he sighed. "Your gonna go clean that up" i sighed "what?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows "your going to clean it up let's go" I rolled my eyes.

We pulled up to the movie theater where the owner stood on a ladder trying to wipe the paint off of the sign. "Need a hand?" Steve asked the owner turned his Attention to Steve "did you have something to do with this?" He asked. "I just...i wanna help." Steve sighed. The owner started down the ladder and towards Steve. Steve took off he jacket, and handing it to me before grabbing the rag from the owner "all yours" he said before walking back into the building.

Steve started up the ladder, "don't hurt yourself steve!" I shouted. He rolled his eyes "I'm not! Go sit in the car. The keys are in the jacket" I sighed before making my way back to the car.

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I sat in Steve's bed while I held an ice pack up to his face. "Y/n? Are you there? over" I heard mikes voice come from my backpack. I always kept a walkie-talkie with me just in case. It was easy to reach them if they were out playing. I groaned and grabbed the walkie from my back pack. "Yeah I'm here" I said "we need your help! Their here" he whispered "shit" I muttered "I'll be there in a second." I quickly stuffed the walkie talkie into my bag. "Steve I gotta go, the kids needs me" I sighed. "Do you need me to drive you?" Steve asked, I quickly shook my head. I couldn't bring him into this, if he died or got hurt I would do nothing but blame myself. "I'm going to ride my bike" I said. His eyebrows quickly knitted together "what about your car?" He asked "still grounded Steve" I groaned. "I'll see you later" I pressed a kiss to his cheek. "I'll come over later, spend the night with you" he said as I walked out of the room.

I quickly hopped on my bike a rode as fast as I could towards the junk yard. "Hey kid!" I quickly turned my head towards the voice, it was hopper. "Get in my car" I furrowed my eyebrows "what?" I asked "get in I'm going to get your brother just get in" he begged. "Ok ok" I sighed as I got off my bike, I quickly put my bike in the back of his car. He quickly drove to the area, "stay here" he said grabbing his gun out of his pocket. I sighed I didn't want to piss off the chief so I just stayed in the car,

About twenty minutes later he arrived with the four kids. "Y/n!" They all hopped into the back seats, "are you guys alright? I'm so sorry I left you guys, Steve got his ass beat, and almost got his ass beat again by Tommy h" I sighed "y/n we're fine" Mike rolled his eyes playfully. "Who beat up Steve" dustin asked "Jonathan" i chuckled. Dustin grinned "really?" He asked "really" I nodded.

As we pulled up to the Byers house Joyce, Jonathan. and Nancy all ran out of the house. we all Piled out of the car "Mike. Oh my god. Mike!" Nancy quickly ran up to her younger brother engulfing him in a hug  "I was so worried about you" she said "yeah, um...me too" he said quietly. "Is that my dress?" She asked staring at el. the younger boys, hopper, and Joyce ran inside leaving Nancy, Jonathan, and I outside.

"Hey" I said awkwardly "hey" she said quietly "I'm sorry about Steve he's a dumbass" I sighed "yeah he kinda is" she laughed awkwardly. "Jonathan! How the fuck did you beat Steve up?" I asked hugging him, he chuckled "I dunno."

"We'll just so you know I punched tommy h for you, well more for Steve he's a wuss" I giggled. "Let's go inside it's cold" he said.

"Okay so in this example we're the acrobat" Mike explained to Nancy, Jonathan,and Joyce. "Will and Barbara and that monster they're this flea." Mike said "and this is the upside down, where will is hiding mr. Clarke said the only way to get there is through a rip in time and space" Mike explained "a gate" Dustin added "that we tracked to Hawkins lab." Lucas said "with our compasses.

Joyce looked at the three boys and then looked at me "okay so the gate as a really strong electromagnetic field, and that can change the direction of a compass needle" Dustin explained. "Is this gate underground?" Hopper asked. "Yes" el said quietly.

"Near a large water tank?"

"Yes" she said again "h..how do you know all that?" Dustin stuttered "he's seen it" Mike said quietly "is there any way that you could..that you could reach will? That you could talk to him in this—" he voice was still broken, distraught from the loss of her youngest Child. "The upside down" el cut her off "down. Yeah" Joyce whispered.

El nodded "and my friend Barbara? Can you find her too?" Nancy asked. El nodded again slowly.

We all stood in front of the table a bunch of pictures and the walkie talkie in front of el. Her eyes we closed tight nothing was going to interrupt her, not out loud breathing, not the loud thunder outside. We all stared at her as the light above the table flickered. The static became faint as we looked up at the light. She opened her eyes "I'm sorry" she whispered "what? W-what's wrong? What happened?" Joyce stuttered. "I can't find them." El said her voice small and quiet.

"Whenever she uses her powers, she gets weak" Mike explained while el was in the bathroom "the more energy she uses the more tired she gets" Dustin added "like she flipped the van earlier." Lucas said giving the others an example of how incredible her powers were. "It was awesome" i said, "but she's drained" Mike sighed "like a bad battery." Dustin said "well..how do we make her better?" Joyce stuttered. "We don't. We just have to wait and try again" Mike explained. "H-how long?" Nancy asked, Mike shrugged his shoulders "I dunno" he sighed "the bath" el said everyone turned toward her who was standing in the hallway.

"What?" Joyce asked turning her body towards the young girl. "I can find them" she said quietly "in the bath" she added.

Mr Clarke answered the phone, I sighed in relief "mr Clarke? It's Dustin" Dustin said into the phone. "Yeah, yeah. I just, I...I have a science question" he stuttered. "Do you know anything about sensory deprivation tanks?" He asked "specifically how to build one?" He asked "fun." I rolled my eyes this stupid little..who the fuck builds a sensory deprivation tank for fun? Maybe a scientist who holds kids who have powers captive, but not twelve year olds.

"You always say we should never stop being curious to always open any curiosity door we find" Dustin explained "why are you keeping this curiosity door locked?" He asked trying his very best to manipulate his science teacher.

"Uh huh" Dustin was writing down each step mr Clarke explained to him very carefully. "Uh huh, how much?" He asked and then wrote a number down "uh huh Yep all right yeah we'll be careful definitely alright mr Clarke" he said  "yeah I'll see you tomorrow n Monday I'll see you on Monday mr clarke bye" he hung up the phone.

"Do you still have that kiddie pool we bobbed for apples in?" He asked Joyce "I think so. Yeah-yeah" she replied "good. Then we need salt, lots of it" Dustin explained. "How much is 'lots'?" Hopper asked. Dustin looked down a the piece of paper in front of him. Fifteen hundred pounds, I groaned and sat back in my chair "how are we going to find that much salt?" I asked.

We quickly pulled up to Hawkins middle. I help nancy and Mike break into the school shed that held the hoses. After Nancy failed to unlock the first door mike tried to knock down the door with his body "ah" he whined as he rubbed his shoulder. "Did you really think you could knock the door down?" I asked laughing "no-" Nancy quickly cut him off "stand back." Before breaking the lock and opening the door. "Woah" Mike said his eyes widened. Mike both walked in as she turned on the lights. Nancy and I both grabbed a couple of the gardening hoses and put them in a bucket.

"What did she even eat?" Nancy asked Mike as we walked back towards the main school building. "What?" Mike asked "eleven" Nancy replied "oh...candy, leftovers, eggos" Mike listed. "Y/n brought some food over too" Mike added. "She really like eggos" Mike said "I knew you were acting weird I just... I thought it was because of will." She sighed "I knew you were acting weird too, I thought it was because of the whole Steve thing you know. You sleeping with him while he was dating y/n" I rolled my eyes and tried to hold back my giggle. "How'd you know that?" Nancy quickly stopped and stared at him. 

"You really didn't think she'd tell us? Y/n's  like my best friend" he giggled. "Ok hey no more secrets ok?" She asked Mike "for now on we tell each other everything" she said "ok. Do you like Jonathan now?" Mike asked "what? No" she she shook her head "no its...it's not it's not like that" she sighed. Mike nodded "do you like eleven?" Nancy asked "what? No. Ew. Gross" he said before starting to walk back inside.

"You sure you don't like her?" I asked Mike "no y/n I dont" he rolled his eyes "don't act like you weren't gonna kiss El in the bathroom earlier" his face turned a bright red. "It's ok Mike you don't have to tell me. Just come to me before you ask her out so I can make sure you don't say something stupid" I smiled as I placed my hand on his shoulder.

We started to hook up the hoses and fill the kiddie pool up. Lucas tested the temperature before yelling "colder!" Or "Warmer!"

"Right there!" Lucas yelled. Hopper and Jonathan became to cut open the bags of salt and emptying them into the pool. After some the salt was emptied into the pool dustin took and egg out of an egg carton and placing it into the pool. Dustin sighed as the egg sank to the bottom. Jonathan and hopper emptied some more into the pool before dustin tried again. This time it finally floated we all sighed in relief and the boys all grinned.

Mike set up the walkie and made it give out static. El quickly took off her socks, watch and handed it to mike before Joyce handed her some goggles with duct tape over them. El slipped the goggles over her head before getting into the pool.

We all sat around the pool staring intentivly as she floated in the pool. The overhead lights flickered a bit, we all looked up at the lights as the lights turned off. "Barbara?" She mumbled Nancy started to pay close attention to el. El started to breathe heavily and the lights overhead started to flicker on and off. "What's going on?" Nancy asked "I don't know" Mike replied. "Is Barb okay? Is she okay?" Nancy asked "gone! Gone! Gone!" El said over and over again. Nancy started to cry.

"It's ok. It's ok it's ok" Joyce said trying to calm El down "gone. Gone!" El cried out "it's ok it's ok" she said softly "hey it's ok it's ok" El started to gasp "it's ok" Joyce said. El wasn't calming down "Hey it's ok El it's ok honey we're right here." I said grabbing onto her hand. She quickly started to calm down. "It's ok don't be afraid we're right here. Your safe" I said softly. "It's ok it's ok" I whispered as she finally calmed down.

"Castle byers" El mumbled "will?" El asked. Joyce quickly sat up and gasped, "tell him, tell him mom is coming" Joyce said. "Hurry" wills voice came over the walkie. "Okay listen you tell him to..to stay where he is" she stuttered. "We're coming we're coming ok? We're coming honey" she said her voice breaking.

El gasped and sat up. "Oh okay okay" Joyce said quietly as she held El in her arms. "I've got you" she said as she hugged a crying El "it's ok I've got you I've got you" she said "I got you honey you did so good" she praised "are you ok?" She asked pressing a kiss to els forehead.

I wrapped a towel around els shoulders as she leaned her head on mikes shoulder. "Are you alright El?" I asked and she nodded a small frown still on her face. Hopper, Joyce, and Jonathan all went outside.

[yuedama]

zoom misadventures

dom!armin x f!reader

synopsis : teasing armin proved to have more dire consequences than you thought.

or, sex with armin while attending a zoom class.

content : nsfw, unprotected sex (don't be silly, wrap your willy!), degradation, teensy bit of exhibitionism, creampie, overstimulation

notes : every time i see armin i either wanna engulf him in a tight hug or go feral; no in between. also, i haven't proofread this cos m too tired and my brain is literally fried as fuck pls forgive me for any typos π﹏π

the sound of your professor's voice fell upon deaf ears as you sat on armin's lap, stuffed full of his cock. your concentration was on anything but the lecture, mind foggy and unable to form a coherent thought, the only one occupying it being armin.

it had been a bad idea to tease him during one of his classes, crawling between his knees and giving him kitty licks, running your tongue on the underside of his shaft and cupping his balls as he recited like the good model student he was. damn bastard didn't even miss a beat in his explanation. despite how much you gagged on his cock and how much your eyes watered, he let out no reaction aside from gripping your hair harshly.

“ms. y/n are you there?” the question barely registered in your mind, you could only gape at your screen, unable to mutter a response.

“answer his question, slut,” armin mutters in your ear after a harsh thrust, the force of his hips upwards causing you to grip the edges of your table til your knuckles turned white.

“i'm here, sir!” you replied, the pitch of your voice high due to the frustration, fingers shaking as it hovered over the keys. an exasperated gasp left your lips once you've muted the mic. god, you just wanted this to be over.

armin had been sheathed inside you the whole duration of your class, yet he made little to no effort to give you the satisfaction you badly craved, only sitting back and letting his cock pulsate against your walls. he was rock hard, you could tell, no feel him inside you, and it frustrated you to no end just how much self-control the blonde had.

while it seemed like you were about to lose it as the only thing you could do was grip his length and let your juices coat him, he seemed to break no sweat in staying inside you with no movement. perhaps you could blame your sensitivity on the previous orgasm you had on his tongue.

“well, you don't seem very much present today, is everything alright?” the idle questions only seemed to be nagging at this point. “we can't see you either.”

shit. you quickly thought of an excuse to brush off his comment, though armin only gave you a chuckle at your predicament, watching you with hooded eyes as he leaned back on the chair, causing his hips to move a bit.

“i-i'm good, sir. must be technical d-difficulties.”

the middle aged man seemed to buy your excuse and proceeded with his lesson; you could only cross your fingers and hope he doesn't bother you anymore.

“not only are you a dirty slut, but you're also a liar,” armin seethed into your ear, his grip on your hips tightening, most likely to leave bruises later on. “why don't you tell them how much of a whore you are, all desperate and needy for my dick.”

“n-no way,” you panted out as you squirmed on his thighs.

armin scoffed and started rolling his hips, just enough for you to feel the slow dragging of his member inside you. “what do you think they'll think when they see you right now.”

“h-hng...” your voice quivered in fear of that happening, eyes widening as the worst case scenarios played in your head— the fluttering of your walls around him betrayed you however. “they'll think of how i'm a-a slut.”

he was satisfied with your answer, pride swelling in his chest at what you had said. lithe fingers found its way to your chin and turned your head towards him, making your eyes meet his pust glazed cerulean ones. “well, aren't you?”

another harsh thrust. armin couldn't get enough of the whimpers and wails you let out at his teasing. he loved how you sat there and waited for what he was about to give you, merely looking at him with glossy eyes in hopes of getting what you so badly craved for.

“aren't you my slut?” armin stared at you expectantly, starting to pick up a pace as he thrusted into you.

“yes, armin, i'm your slut,” you cried out, though his grip on your cheek forced you to open your mouth and slur your words slightly. you could feel your impending orgasm starting to build up, every delicious grind of his hips only bringing you closer.

sobs left your lips as you finally felt your release washing over you, the sensation making you quiver on top of him, though armin was far from done. the blonde snickered at your state, though he soon lost his own composure as he rutted into you faster, setting an animalistic pace as he neared his high.

“a-ah fuck, i'm near—”

his lips met yours in a hungry kiss, teeth clashing and drool spilling down the corners of your lips. the sound of your walls squelching around him pushed him further, til he released his seed insde you, driving you delirious for you could feel another orgasm coming. you shuddered at the warmth, walls pulsing around armin as he stopped.

you opened your lips to speak, plead, but his fingers were quick to find your erect bud and roll it around his fingers. your toes immediately curled at the stimulation, and soon he began thrusting his once again hard cock into you.

you were a dripping mess, both of your fluids running down your thighs, you could only babble at how good you felt, though you weren't too sure yourself what you were saying anymore. your nails clawed at his arms to ground yourself, proving to do very little as your mind turned to mush. ragged breaths echoed in the room along with lewd noises of his length filling you repeatedly.

having had your priorities set straight, it was safe to say classes for the day had been forgotten about.

[rawrienstein]

Late night Elden Ring thoughts.

So I beat the game a little less than a week ago and just let my thoughts float around about it.

I honestly don't think Open World is a good genre and Elden Ring being the best at it is more because it already had an established formula it adapted. I keep imagining the better traditional Souls style game in my head. The most interesting/fulfilling things to navigate are the dungeon-esque areas because they have all the stuff you expect from a traditional Souls style game as opposed to, "Well I'll just horse past this dumb shit later nerds."

Density.

It's not feasible to make an open world game dense. Elden Ring is one of the few that I've completed because it does it's best to be as dense as it can. But the further you go, the copy pasting to get dense just gets more obvious.

It took me 100 hours to beat to satisfaction, but I'd gladly give back 50 of those if I could not fight the same boss 7 times. Or bosses that whose new challenge is, well there's two of them. Or well now he's got a friend. Or there's literally no difference this is just a regular dude now you deal with all the time.

I don't want to look at this same mini dungeon tileset for the 10th time in a row. Oh, this is new, wait this is a new cave mini dungeon tileset, I'll be seeing these 5 times again. Cool.

Ah, palette swap dragons, usually one of the coolest creatures reduced to "Well each one gets two unique attacks."

I think exploration is my favorite part of From Software games. They generally come up with really interesting takes on traditional fantasy, and their level design is really good. They really figured out what a jump button means for exploration! It's really good! But the practically over-reused assets stuff just kinda kills it for me.

I'm glad they figured out horseback combat. It's good and works, but fuck that if I can get more unique areas/creatures instead.

I'd also really appreciate more non-aggressive overworld creatures. I really like the jellyfish. I'm glad I can just chill with most of them. Wish there were more like that. Friends...

To get off the open world rant I also just need to scream about how Souls combat will always be shit with it's three fatal flaws that it's kept for the past every game in the series.

Input buffer and lack of consistency of it. Sometimes it holds on to an input for a full 5 seconds and will perform it at the earliest opportunity and usually the worst. And other times it's just doesn't at all. It's difficult to figure out what triggers this and I still don't know. I just know one easily repeatable excessive input buffer example is jumping heavy attack and then any attack right after pressing the heavy. It usually forces the next attack or input after the jumping attack finishes. Which is just way too long to hold onto an input.

Lack of input buffer override. The input buffer could be overcome if I could just put a different input in the front of the queue instead of the follow up attack I got interrupted from I'd like to just guard instead now, oh it's just going to attack after being combo'd for 3 seconds. Cool. Thanks. Gonna horse back here from the grace site now.

Somehow an even worse camera with worse lock-on/targeting. Some of the white target placement on enemies just don't make sense and result in frequently whiffing while literally in their boundary boxes. I cannot be in any closer but my thrust weapon is pointing somewhere in the sky and not a hurtbox at the feet. Cool design for this enemy. Camera also being too close so I can't see the enemy except for parts of their feet. Please just zoom out a little? Just a widdle?

Okay I lied, here's a fourth. Input delay for rolls due to being the same button as running, that's just stupid. Like, just extremely stupid. No.

I'm just going to end my gamer rant here. There's a lot of cool stuff in Elden Ring. It's still worth exploring. I hope everyone enjoyed their time. The bespoke stuff is really cool and what I expect from FromSoftware, but I also don't want an Elden Ring 2.

[moonshotsx]

39 + 82 with cc jasco? i wanna see how far this goes 👀

39. “Don’t say you love me.”

82. “I can’t stop thinking about you.”

throwback to one of the first cc jasco prompts because we are circling back to it x

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Jasmine set down a cup of coffee on the table while Aveyah took her time playing around with Bosco.

She really wasn't helping her case in staying mad at the taller blonde.

She picked up one of her toys and tossed it across the room, watching her kitten zoom away to play with it while she talked with Bosco.

"Well, you came to talk, then talk," she started off, his fingers drumming on his leg.

"Straight to the point? That isn't like you," Bosco tried to joke but the lack of change in Jasmine's stern expression quickly made them back off.

"You showed up at my doorstep at 3 in the morning, sorry if I don't feel like dancing around things"

"Yeah, right," Bosco was trying to find the best way to start a conversation they should have had months ago, "Those past few months... they've been hard"

Jasmine kept quiet, watching Bosco being the one to struggle with their words for once.

"This is supposed to be the most exciting time of my life, and it is, for the most part, but it didn't feel right..." they looked up at her, "Not having you around... it doesn't feel right. I keep having my thoughts circle back to you, I can't stop thinking about you"

The younger blond was starting to fidget, biting the inside of her cheek as she listened to Bosco.

"I had a nice long talk with Korn about this," they gestured between them and Jasmine, "I told her the whole story... about us," they confessed, "And it made me realize just why I let you go the way I did. I was scared to acknowledge my feelings for you, and how they went past just simple sex. That shit's scary."

Jasmine broke the eye contact, feeling her eyes were starting to water, "Don't say it. Don't say you love me," her almost started to chant, her feelings overwhelming her.

"I love you"

"No, you don't get to come here and say those words as if it's magically going to solve everything," her voice choked as she spoke, "You broke my heart, you made me feel like I was just a cheap hookup to keep you entertained. You can't expect me to believe you after everything that went down," she got up, starting to pace around the room - her sobs gradually getting louder.

Bosco got up and walked up to her, grabbing her wrist to engulf her in a hug.

Jasmine cried out, her hands in small fists as she weakly banged on their chest.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry" Bosco held her closer, it hurt them to know they had caused that much pain to the younger blond, "I promise I will show you I mean every single word of it. I promise it"

[arcadejohn127-9]

Sorry the post reached its word limit so I have to add the undateables in a different post! Happy valentine's everyone!!!

Pt.1 = Demon brother's

UNDATEABLES↓

Diavolo:

Mini golf, it was both surprising and unsurprising

He was able to ditch the suit he wore normally to more comfortable clothes

Enjoying the strange golf courses Wincing everytime he shot one too far and completely lost the ball

You were getting better scores than him and he a better player!

"will you guide me on this one? I think I'm going to hit it too hard again."

You smiled, happily moving behind him and putting your hands on his

You helped him control his swing and to no surprise it was a perfect shot

"perhaps I should guide you every turn, you're a pro."

"if it isn't (Y/N), who's this? I don't think we've met."

"go away, I don't have time for you."

Dia immediately recognised your ex, hiding his annoyance behind a smile and shook their hand

"I'm their boyfriend, we're currently on a date, so if you'll excuse us."

He tried to usher you both along but your ex grabbed his hand

"let's not end this so soon, I was close with them, don't you want to share stories?"

"No-"

"I'll go first, as an ex wanting to help you out! Don't bring up a single issue to them, they won't help you at all, they always told me I was overreacting."

You groaned, clutching your golf club tightly

"because you were, threatening to hit me over not wanting to hear you complain about your side girls not texting you back is an overreaction."

"always spinning stories! This what I mean, you just need to be prepared to be in that kind of relationship with them, they'd only Respond to yelling."

"you're the only one who would listen when yelled to and would just yell at me because you could, you're a horrible person and you should leave right now-"

You wanted to hit them with your golf club, fuming at how they talked about you

"they've been very good to me and I've never had to raise my voice at them, perhaps you were the issue."

His voice was still so kind that your ex almost didn't realize what he said

"such a shame they've already gotten to you - oh we need to move, watch me play okay?"

They winked at the demon, strutting off to their new golf site

"let's play but I won't bother you to guide me."

"it's no bother-"

Dia took a strong strike, the ball flying off and hit your ex in the head

But another flying golf ball was already being sent their way

"Sorry! You just look like target with seeing how much you open for mouth, here I'll give you my club as an apology."

He 'accidentally' did it too hard and sent his club flying in their direction, they just missed it

They screamed at him for being crazy but he just kept his sweet smile

"so you're actually a great shot on your own."

"guilty, I just wanted you to hold me."

Barbatos:

Aquarium, it feels fitting seeing he's also a serpent demon .

You held his gloved hand, pointing out towards the colourful fish that caught your fancy

"there are remarkable species I'm sure you've yet to have seen in the Devildom, Perhaps I'll take you to see them."

"really??!! I'd love to!"

He admired the dolphins that swam across the open space around the hallway, watching the way it delved back into the water

"this is embarassing, is that really you?!"

"oh no...."

"it is! When I found you disappeared I thought it was because of me! But here you are and with you're- whoever this is."

"I'm the boyfriend."

He nudged you away from your ex, his mood already sour

"boyfriend?! Already...? What a shame you moved on so quickly, I've been thinking about you."

They caressed the side of your cheek but you just slapped their hand away

"yeah right, leave us alone - I don't want to be around you."

"don't even think about insulting them, are you really going to bring up the past as a way to hurt them just because they've refused you?"

"h-huh-?! What are you- I wouldn't do such a thing!"

"oh...? So you weren't thinking of bringing up the time they use to 'love' you Touching them and was just 'shy' about it? Knowing it'll get a rise because you know that they didn't like your touch."

"how did you-?!"

"I know alot about you and what you plan to do, it would best you step away now before I set your fate in stone - swimming with the fishes."

He towered over them, their back pressing against the tank glass,

their eyes glancing to the fishes behind them

They let out a nervous laugh

"right....well I'll be going then, goodbye (Y/N)."

Solomon:

A fire works show - meant you could spend the mornings doing whatever you want but the night?

That's when you two went Speeding

You kept your scarf close to your face, it being a chilly night

You kept your hand intertwined with your boyfriend's, in awe at the fireworks

"They're not very close are they? i could make fireworks."

He shook his star wand, you were thankful it looked like a toy

"Sol, you can't just use magic when there's a small inconvenience."

"fireworks-!"

Soon enough fireworks came bursting out closer to where you two stood, still a safe distance away but seeing as you didn't get the best spot in the crowd

It was much cooler to see them closer

"No way!!! You're back in town?! I thought you left for good!"

It was almost hard to hear your ex over the fireworks

Solomon gave them the side eye as he clutched your hand

"I know have devastated you were after the breakup, seriously didn't think you'd disappear, I bet that you died or something!"

"do you have nothing better to do?! I'm trying to enjoy the fireworks with my boyfriend."

"Him?! You going for witchy hippies?! Wooow your taste has just stayed shit, hasn't it?! This is why you need me back, I actually gave you good taste!"

"You made me listen to country rap that all sung about beating women - I've upgraded!"

You shuffled closest to Solomon, ignoring your ex as they kept trying to pester you

"Can you stop being such a- are you kidding me?! You're never going to change- don't - ignore- you stupid bi-"

The more they began to yell the more powerful fireworks Solomon set off

Almost completely blocking out you exes screams

It got to the point there had to be a fireworks break due to how hectic it got

"this is dumb, I'm leaving." They huffed as you continued to ignore them

"how fortunate, I'm sure I could of started a fire from all that."

"like a fire would of stopped you, thanks for blocking them out."

He kissed your cheek, smiling

"my pleasure~"

Simeon:

He took you ice skating, unfortunately you were terrible at it whilst he was fine

You were both wrapped up warm as he helped you skate across the rink

Your legs wobbled and you slid to face your almost fell over

"hahah, you're adorable but don't worry, you'll be a master of it by the end of tonight."

You slowly got the hang of it, gripping his arm whilst he just smiled, enjoying being so close to you

"i think I got it-! Wait no no no don't let go!"

Just as your small victory gave you a big smile it immediately dropped when your ex skidded over

"What are you odds of you being here, I see you still can't skate."

"so what? You want to bother me about skating? Why not go back to your girlfriend and leave me alone."

They just laughed

"so insistent, if that's what you want~"

They skated past you, bumping into you and you immediately went flying into the ice

Happy you kept your hands close to your face as another skater zoomed by

Simeon hastily helped you back up, dusting Ice off you

"Let's sit down, maybe they won't be here for long."

He helped you off the ice and you both sat on a bench, he got you a warm drink before sitting down

But it wasn't over, your ex coming to where you were sitting still in the rink

"sorry about that, it was a total accident I swear - tell me (Y/N), what made you come here? I bet you were stalking my page again, wanted to see me?"

"no, I just wanted to have a date with my boyfriend."

"It would be best you left us alone, your presence clearly isn't wanted."

"neither was your opinion, from past lover to new, watch yourself because they will destory your heart and your life - nothing will ever be comfortable or happy with them."

"that is untrue-"

"really? Is it? We all know they just like to use people for their kindness and leave them because of a stupid mistake - don't you understand what parties do to people? Huh?! I'm glad I got with her at that party because she's a better partner than you ever were."

You pounded the side of your first to the table, glaring at them with tears in your eyes

"you cheated on me and blames it on alcohol, when I forgave you - it only made you feel happy to keep going back to her! Don't talk to me like you're the victim-!"

Simeon, rubbed your back, frowning at your ex

Your ex just scoffed, skating off

Your boyfriend suddenly stood up and began to march over to the rink

You tried to ask what he was doing but he didn't respond, quickly skating over to your ex

When he caught up he skidded so far they got covered in ice, grabbed your ex with a smile

And suddenly, you didn't see what happened but your ex screamed, darting off the Ice trying to get away from Simeon

When he finally came back he took a sip of your drink and smiled

"let's head back on the ice, I still have to make you a pro."

[miyuhpapayuh]

Tape.

The red light on the camcorder sitting on the chair in front of the bed, shines throughout the dimly lit room. A string of red lights adorn the wall, playing into the sultry atmosphere.

Tyler lays in the middle of the golden silk sheets, which illuminates her naked body, while Tre stands over her with his phone, capturing her in her most vulnerable and beautiful state.

"My leading lady— ladies and gentlemen." He zooms in on her face. Her giggles softly sound throughout the room, causing that million dollar smile to spread across his mahogany cheeks.

"Cut it out, babe." He chuckles and slowly drags a hand up her body, stopping at her neck and gripping it, while rubbing his thumb across her glossed lips.

"Open, babygirl." Her lips part and welcome his thumb, sucking softly. He groans and tightens his grip on her. She moans in return.

He pulls away and ends the video, sitting his phone on his nightstand. The second camera perched on top of the dresser, captures them at another angle, getting a closer glimpse of their faces.

Tyler sits up and tugs on the straps to his robe, pulling him toward her. He leans down to kiss her, helping her undo and push the article of clothing away, revealing his chiseled body. She licks her lips at the sight.

"You're so damn fine." She moves from her laying position on the bed to the plush carpet on her knees, coming in contact with his thick and long third leg.

"Yes, you are." He replies, wrapping his hand up in her hair. Her deep brown eyes stare into his as she sticks her tongue out, beginning to run it along his veiny girth.

He grunts, watching her lower her warm, wet mouth onto him. "Fuuuck..." he fixes his stance, so the camera can see everything. Tyler hums against him, causing his eyes to flutter shut.

Her bobbing picks up, causing his shaft to shine with saliva and his grip on her silky roots to tighten.

"Shit, Ty.... that mouth somethin' serious." He grumbles, before biting down on his bottom lip. Pulling away from the mess she made, a devious grin spreads across her face.

"I've been told." She bats her lashes, while he shakes his head at her, still running a hand through her hair.

"Out of all the girls I've filmed— you're the baddest. I mean that shit." A sultry giggle leaves her lips.

"Thanks, big Daddy." He leans down and captures her lips in a juicy kiss, pulling her up from the floor in the process and leading her towards the dresser, where he makes her face the camera.

"Say hi, babygirl."

"Hi, Daddy." His hand finds her throat, pulling her back against his chest. She moans at his aggressiveness.

"You're gonna be a good girl, right?"

"Yes Daddy." His heavy hand collides with her backside, causing a yelp to come from her. She places her hands on top of the flat surface.

"Spread your legs.... stay just like that." Pushing the middle of her back down, her sticky folds glisten underneath the light, making him lick his lips at the sight.

Grabbing her plump ass into his hands, Tre glides into her slowly, allowing her to feel every inch of him. Tyler's eyes gloss over with lust as she stares into the camera and bites her lip.

"Oh shit," her nails dig into the dresser, leaving small imprints behind. Tre places his chin on her shoulder and begins rocking in and out of her, giving her slow, deliberate strokes.

"Mm mm mm... pussy wet as hell." Maintaining his pace, he wraps one hand around her throat.

"You're so big, Daddy..." Tyler whispers, biting down on her lip. Gripping her hips in his rough hands, Tre picks up his pace.

"Ooouu fuck me... just like that, Daddy!" Each time they connect, he dips his hips and rubs against her sweet spot.

"Fuck," her voice quivers. "That's my spot." Tre fists her hair and pushes deeper into her, purposely gliding over it. Tyler's eyes roll back and her hand flies back to his waist.

"Fff— unh! Ohhh fuck!"

"That's the spot, right here?" Her fingers dig into his skin, while she tries desperately to form a sentence.

"Yes— oh shit, I'm gonna cum!"

"Cum on this dick, babygirl. I ain't stoppin'." He grunts, rolling his hips into hers. Tyler's mouth drops open, letting her moans free.

"Ohh shit! Mmm— I'm cumming!" Her walls tighten around him as her first orgasm rushes through her body. Mouth still agape, she begins to throw her ass back on him.

"Shit.... work that dick." Removing his hands from her hips, Tre places a hand on her back, enforcing her arch.

"Fuuuck— it feels so good," the slapping of their skin echoes throughout the room, along with her moans. Each time they connect, she tightens her walls around him.

He grunts and grabs a fistful of her hair, yanking her back into his heated chest. "Ima fuck the shit outta you...." with that, he pulls away from her completely and leads her back to the bed.

"On your knees, beautiful." Assuming the position on top of the cool silk sheets, Tyler swipes her hair over her shoulder and looks back at him, watching him stroke himself.

"Ruin me... please." Putting an even deeper dip in her arch, she slithers a hand between her legs and rubs her sensitive bud.

"Please, Daddy." Tre gets behind her and slides back into her, wrapping his hand around her neck, beginning to thrust roughly into her.

Tyler's bottom lip becomes clamped between her teeth, as Tre repeatedly punctures her weak spot. Her hand flies toward his waist and gets gripped up behind her back. His strokes become rougher.

"Oh my God!"

"C'mere." Her moans turn into screams.

"Tre!"

"Why you runnin'?" He slows down and begins grinding his hips into her.

"Unh! It's t-too much!"

"You asked for this dick, right?"

"Yesss—"

"You better take this dick," he pushes deeper into her, making her see stars. Her moans heighten and her free hand grips the sheets underneath her.

"Take this dick." Tre repeats, slamming his hands down on her plump backside. He stares down at her cream coating his shaft, beginning to form a tiny puddle underneath them.

"Wet ass pussy.... uh! Squeeze that shit, girl." Her walls involuntarily squeeze him, as she gets closer to her second orgasm of the night.

"Right there! Right fucking there— I'm cumming!" She tries to crawl away, which only makes Tre follow her, pin her down and fuck her through her violently, pleasurable release.

"I— I hate you." Tyler whines, feeling him throb inside of her. Tre laughs and mushes his face into her neck, inhaling her sweet scent.

"That only fuels me to fuck you, until you don't." Reaching underneath her, he rubs her clit in slow circles, working her out for the third time.

Her eyes squeeze shut, feeling the delicious knot form, once again. Trapping her between his thighs, he moves slowly, rubbing against her slick walls.

"Shit," her head falls to the side, giving Tre more access to her neck. Letting go of her hand, he places it back on the bed and links his fingers with hers.

"You hate me, huh?" He taunts.

"Yes.... I fucking hate you." She whines.

"I'm hittin' that spot too good, huh? I got that pussy weepin'. She don't hate me— fuck— she said she love this dick..." jolts of pleasure rush through her, sending her closer to her final peak.

"I can't.... I c-can't." She locks her ankles, feeling the pressure build inside of her. Her nails dig into the palms of his hands.

"You close, huh?" She nods frantically, feeling him pepper sweet kisses along her sweaty neck.

"Where you want this nut, babygirl?"

"Inside me." She squeezes around his throbbing girth on purpose, causing him to jerk and bite down her neck. He speeds up and sends her to one final and abrupt peak, sending her body into spasm mode.

"Shit...." a couple thrusts through her tight grip and he bursts right inside of her, filling her up with his warmth. His head lolls back.

"God dammit, you're my favorite."

@blowmymbackout @uzumaki-rebellion @soufcakmistress @supersizemeplz @daddy-killmonger @killmongerkink @ghostfacekill-monger @l-auteuse

[mrskodzuken]

pairing: Kozume Kenma x f!reader

genre: SOFT. AND. PURE. FLUFF.

wc: 975

warnings: alcohol, some product placement ads (lol; not sponsored by Tanduay and Sprite), slightly suggestive cheverlu (c/o the English translation to APO Hiking Society's "Yakap sa Dilim"), Kenma being so sweet to his s/o, a bit ooc-ish?

note: this fic was inspired by my last week's *coughs* spicy *coughs* interaction with my second visiting (fifth overall smh) Kenma anon here on my blog. Then the song "Yakap sa Dilim", originally sung by APO Hiking Society, came into my mind because it's so damn seggsy tbh *fidget fidget* At first, I thought of doing a bit smutty fic to complement the song but... siiigh, I'm still nowhere as good as by the likes of my other moots who write smut almost on a daily, weekly basis. Plus I have a good, if not great, imagination when it comes to writing fluff, so... ^^;;

another note: that part about Y/N mixing her alcoholic drink with clear soda and experiencing full-blown redness and itchiness from head to toe while drinking was based on my experience drinking alcohol straight away. And no, I'm not always drinking on a regular basis, just whenever there are family get-togethers and like New Year's Eve parties.

another ANOTHER note: this is my first entry for @lumpiang-toge 's Piliin Mo Ang Pilipinas server collab event. Huuuuuuge thank you for beta-ing this @/lumpiang-toge @love-amihan @imo-chan-imagines @kousukii @manjirosday @abuliawrites I LOVE YOU ALL MWAH <3 *headpats*

see also: listen to the original version of "Yakap sa Dilim" by APO Hiking Society here-

[00:45 am]

——— 💙💖

"...and that's all for tonight's streaming! Make sure to follow me on all my social networking sites, they're on the description below! Well then, this has been your favorite gamer cat boy Kodzuken, logging out!"

Kenma then removes his headset and closes his stream, stretching and yawning a bit in his gaming chair, before standing up and heading towards his and your shared (bed)room.

"Y/N~ Y/N, are you still awake? Y/N-" he opens the door to your room, only to find it silently empty.

Hmm... where did she go? Kenma then searches the kitchen. "Y/N?" And the bathroom. "Where are you?"

He taps on his phone and checks his contact list for a possibility of you being online at the moment. And sighs. Nothing.

"Y/N! Y/N-chan, where are you?"

"Kitten, I'm on the back porch!"

Kenma finds you sitting on the porch, chin up, your eyes watching the numerous stars twinkling, shining, across the wide clear night sky, and smiling.

"I just finished my stream earlier and was checking up if you're awake or not but-" He sits in beside you and snuggles a bit but then notices a slight flush in your cheeks, and spies your hands cradling a glass of familiar reddish liquid. Beside you stands a half-empty bottle of Tanduay Ice, its opened bottle cap sitting askew on the lips.

"How long have you been drinking, Y/N? And straight-up drinking a bottle of Tanduay Ice Red Mirage?"

You turn your slightly flushed face at Kenma, a goofy smile escaping your lips, and raise your glass. "Not about half an hour ago, and don't worry about me getting all red and itchy all over my body from too much drinking! I mix it up with some Sprite to lessen the alcohol intake!" You fish out a 2L bottle of Sprite, also half-empty, on the ground, to prove your point.

Kenma sighs exasperatedly and smiles back at you. Lovely and stubborn you, who isn't the type to back down from an argument and stuff.

Shit.

You gently place your drink on the wooden floor and suddenly stand up and walk. "Ah, you want something to drink? I can get you some can of beer if you-!"

You feel the grip on your wrist as he grab your hand before you go inside, and look at him.

"Kenma-"

"Please stay."

Kenma then brings your hand near his face and tenderly kisses your palm, looking you in the eye, the action making you more flushed but not because of alcohol. He smiles at you again.

"I love you, Y/N."

Steam runs off your ears, your face a full-blown tomato face. "I-I-I love you, too, Kenma!"

The former Nekoma high school volleyball setter and now-YouTuber can't help but softly chuckle. Kenma can't really resist teasing and making you blush.

Because he finds it very cute. And endearing.

He hangs his head down a bit. "Sorry... I forgot about our date earlier.”

"Eh? W-why are you saying sorry...? I should have known you'd have a busy day yesterday! Two 4-hour streams, company Zoom meetings, a date with Kuroo-san in the office-"

"-it's a meeting with the Japan Volleyball Association for an upcoming proposal, stop calling it a 'date'!"

Your boyfriend then pulls you closer and wraps his arms around your waist, his head being buried on your chest. You could hear his muffled sigh and voice from within while he speaks.

"I'm such a terrible boyfriend to you, kitten. How can I make it up to you?" While looking at you, pout on his lips, his golden cat orbs a puppy-like glance at your face.

A look that sends your heart aching with cuteness.

"Hmm..." You pull away from Kenma's embrace and grab your phone to scroll and tap on something. A smile creeps across your face as you place your phone back from where you got it earlier.

The first few notes of your favorite song start to play in the background. You offer your hand at a slightly confused Kenma.

"Would the great Kodzuken care to dance with me?"

Hoping that you lay your head on the pillow

Your body, I'll cover like a blanket.

Problems you will forget

As long as we embrace in the dark

He accepts it, grinning, and finds himself swaying his body alongside you, your hands around his neck, his hands perching on your waist.

Don't stop if you feel like you have to cry unexpectedly

Hoping what you feel is relaxation

If you want, we can take a cigarette first

Before we embrace in the dark

"I'm so lucky I have met you, Y/N. I really am~" He places a kiss on your forehead before nuzzling your cheek, his nose wrinkling a bit. "You still smell of Tanduay Ice, kitten. Hope you won't experience an incoming hangover later."

"Kenma!!! I won't, silly! And I'm also lucky that I'm here, cuddling with you, dancing... it makes me happy!" You kiss his cheek and hug him closer.

This is something that we have been waiting for

We're right at this moment embracing in the dark

Oh, the satisfaction from the quick, stolen moments

While we embrace in the dark

"I love you, Y/N..."

"I love you more, Kenma..."

Come on and lie down by me in bed

Let's savor the good times together

To our love that we hope for

While we embrace in the dark

As the song ends, you find yourself yawning, sleepy. He notices this.

Kenma kisses your forehead again, snuggling you at his side. He yawns also. "Maybe we should go to bed now, kitten. It's getting late."

"And we can cuddle while we sleep?"

"Mhmm~ yes, we can! C'mon... but first, let's brush your teeth and get rid of that alcohol smell..."

"Kenma!!!!"

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