#i just think he'd b really excited abt it

[spaciebabie]

The lunatics NEED to know their work was successful does Sun tell them about it later-

sun acts like a dork abt it

this happens b4 the comic i posted on ao3 btw, that sexy fun time happens when y/n n sun have been living domestically for a while. this is directly after the First Time

[naomiarai]

lucky charm? — cyj.

summary : give your boyfriend another reason to win won't you?

genre : smut, fluff

wc : 2.2k

pairing : basketball player!yeonjun × afab! reader, established relationship

warnings : dom!jjun, sub!reader, kind of wall fucking?, creampie, ass slapping, praise, oral (m.rec), pet names (angel, pretty, princess), kind of exhibitionism

disclaimer : idk how i feel abt it

the fogg in the air moves to disappear as the you make the outline of your star player, his coloured hair so easily spottable. your eyes meet his fox ones as you wave with a big smile, clearly excited to see him.

yeonjun jogs up to you, removing his jacket in the process and draping it over your shoulders.

“i told you i’d pick you up, princess, it's freezing outside” he says with a slight frown.

you simply giggle at his gesture, taking a good look at his face. he seems to have caught you staring as he brings his face close to yours, placing a kiss on the tip of your nose.

“did practice go well?” you ask as you wrap your hands around his torso, pulling him closer.

“it was going well, until it started raining” he says with a chuckle, looking at you with endearing eyes.

the boys have been practicing endlessly; the semi-finals for the match was on the upcoming weekend, a perfect day for you since you had all the time in the world to watch them play. either way, if yeonjun feels like he accomplished something after a match, you feel like you accomplished something too.

you're his lucky charm as he says, whether it's a peck on the cheek or a really tight hug before a match, you're his complete motivation. “do you think i could steal you for a bit?” you ask hopefully.

he looks at you with a suspicious grin, tilting his head to the side, “i suppose..” he says and you visibly lighten up, but he starts again, “if i get a kiss?” he asks squinting his eyes.

you mirror the same expression, staring for a good minute before crashing your lips into his abruptly. he pulls you closer, leaning down to kiss you deeper before you pull away, “satiated enough? i wanna show you something” you say as you lace your fingers with his, dragging him out of the court.

“where are we going?” he asks abruptly as you run along with him, “my apartment, i wanna show you something plus we can stay there for tonight?” you say and look back for a moment to see if he'd agree, yeonjun simply smiles with a nod. reaching the entrance of your building, both of you slow down, going in to take the elevator.

it's empty, leaving you both to practically do whatever you wanted. you live pretty high up, it was always annoying to take the elevator that high with a bunch of people in it. but this time you have your dear boyfriend snd his antics of course.

you simply stare the mirror like ceiling, purposely not paying any attention to the very obviously staring at you yeonjun, smiling to yourself. he seems to notice it, his hands go to your jaw, about to turn it to kiss you, just when the doors open. you walk off with a proud scoff, trying to hold yourself from laughing.

you hear him laugh from irritatedly behind you, catching up to you before he stops you with a hand on your waist. “did you really try to run away?” he says with faux anger, before placing the much awaited kiss on your lips.

you chuckle as you push in the keys to your apartment, a creaking noise emitting as you push it open. it's been a while since yeonjun's been in your place since you're usually at his. he stares at certain things a little longer, taking in what he hasn't in a long time. “give me a minute jjun, i'll be right back” you say as you disappear inside your room.

∆∆∆—

you reappear as you carry a box in your hands, wrapped in red foil wrap as you walk your way to his figure on the couch, taking a seat beside him. he looks at you with wide eyes and a surprised expression on his face clearly not expecting it. before he could say anything, you speak up, “look, i know it's not really a gift for you, but it is something you've been wanting for me” you say with a pause in-between.

he eyes go up to the side for a moment, thinking all the possibilities on what it could be before he gives up. “you really didn't have to get anything in the first place, but seriously ____, thank you” he says genuinely

you watch with anticipation as he unravels the ribbon on top, nails clawing into the edge of the lid to pry it open. his eyes land on the bright jersey, embedded with his name and the number 13. you almost immediately see his lips curl up into his signature grin, throwing his head back with pure laughter.

“holy shit!, that looks amazing” he squeals with joy holding stretched out in the air, as you stare at him delightfully, this was probably the most memorable thing you thought of. “gon' go try it on for me?” he asks you, still staring at it.

“let me surprise you”, you say, “i’ll wear it on the day of the competition?”. his eyes finally look back at yours, smiling at the suggestion, it’d be a lovely surprise.

you watch him carefully fold it and put it back inside, fixing on the lid before placing it next to him.

it’s d-day, the sun seems to cover the whole court in its golden rays, you still haven't seen yeonjun yet, he’s probably getting ready  in the locker room.

you smoothen out the jersey, it fit you perfectly, and you just know he would too. the boys had about an hour before their match, they've been practicing steadily the last few days, you're sure they'll do well.

you decide not to waste any of the time you had left to see him, quickly sprinting to the locker room.

you enter slowly, eyes landing on yeonjun; the only one in the room. you don't question where the others ran off to, simply tip toeing your way towards him, in order to wrap your hands around him.

the closer you got to him, you realized he was checking his phone, his thumb about to hit the call button on your number. seeing this, you immediately wrap your arms around his waist, very obviously startling him.

“oh what the— oh my god!” he says as he takes a look at the your figure behind him, letting out a blissful giggle at your attire. your eyes sink into crescent moons, a silent smile plastered on your face, opening your mouth to ask, “do you like it? does it look good?” you say as you look down at yourself again. “you look good, so fucking good” he replies back almost instantly; you could tell the way his voice got a little hazy at the end. you were definitely doing something to him.

you wrap your arms around his neck, inching closer. yeonjun looks at you intently, his lips are curled into the prettiest grin you've seen and it makes you giggle at him. you go up to kiss him, lips melting into each other as he tightens his grip on your lower back. he propels his tongue inside your mouth, fostering a whine from you.

you pull back to catch your breath, but from his expression he clearly doesn't want that. “jjun- you have less than an hour left, keep it in your pants” you say half earnestly. he tilts his head to the side, tongue poking the inside of his cheek, “what? you think i can’t make you cum in less than an hour? i can double that” he says confidently.

you don't doubt his words, you gravely don't. you're simply making excuses that even you don't want, to keep you guys away from latently getting caught fucking before his game. but yeonjun has always had his way, if he wants it, he'll get.

“yeonjun.. what if someone walks in or..comes looking for you?” you say pleadingly, you're playing good girl right now, but you're so fucking wet. he gives you a kiss on your neck, “i’ll lock the door, who would come looking for me right now? no one has a reason to, and i can tell you're wet, baby” he says his voice deeper.

oh god, you really shouldn't, but it'll be quick right? its not like anyone would walk in without knocking anyways—, fuck it.

you don't say another word, turning your back on him to lock the door shut before coming back to slam your lips against his, you feel him smile into it. yeonjun loves it when you're just as eager as he is during sex, he finds it hot. his hands down to your thighs to hoist you up onto the bench, followed by spreading your legs to stand in-between them.

“you look so fucking good in this” he mumbles at your lips as your hands go down to pull his shorts down, rubbing his dick with the palm of your hand. he hisses at it, whispering a “fuck” to himself. “wan’ suck your cock, please-” you say breathily, a tone of pure begging in your words. and that works for yeonjun, he looks at you proudly, fucking yes, he'll give you his cock.

he drags out a chair as you quickly pull his shorts and boxers down to his knees, veiny cock in the open. if you weren't wet before, you were soaked now. getting on your knees, you grab at the base of his cock, giving kitten licks at his red tip. “don't fucking tease and get to it” he commands as you proceed to take half of it inside your mouth, sucking endlessly. one of the reasons you love sucking yeonjun off are the pornographic moans and whimpers he lets out, it just makes you want to do it more.

you circle your tongue around his base, your fingertips slightly squeezing it. “god, good girl— good fucking girl” he groans out, you feel him twitch inside your mouth and before you know it, his white seed fills up your mouth. he doesn't say anything but you're clearly expected to do something. you swallow every last drop, you've gone this too many times to not follow up with it.

yeonjun grabs your chin, kissing you passionately as he gets you to stand up and pushing your front towards the wall. he lifts up your jersey, staring with awe at how wet you were, “you're so wet angel, all for me? got you so worked up huh?” he says, giving your ass a slap.

“please— please fuck me, 'm so wet for you, need your cock” you babble, too horny for your own good as it is. he pulls your drenched lace panties to the side, cunt glistening in slick as he runs his calloused fingers over it, earning a whiny moan from you. you let out a sigh as he rubs his tip against your folds, smothering it in stickyness as he pushes it inside abruptly. your breath hitches, voice caught in your throat as you process the movement of his cock inside of you.

“ah..ah! faster! hnng-” you groan as your finger nails claw at the wall infront of you, thighs shaking as he picks up his speed. the room fills up with the lewd and wet noises of skin slapping against skin, your mind completely hazy. “you feels so good, so tight, shit-” he whines, slamming his hips harder against yours.

you feel the knot inside your stomach tighten, getting so, so close to bursting, just when you hear beomgyu's voice outside knocking on the door, hyung? are you inside? . your body halts for a moment, panic settling into your senses as you crane your neck to look at yeonjun with wide eyes. he looks completely calm, slowing down to answer beomgyu, “i’ll be out in a bit, go ahead” he says.

it seems to have him leave as yeonjun picks up his pace again, “look at you, clenching so hard, fuck did that turn you on?, you wished he walked in on us didn't you? dirty girl” he says with a smirk. you don't reply, the coil inside your stomach building up again, this time, seconds away from snapping. “wanna cum!– please, hah gonna cum-” you say, tears pricing at your eyes.

“yeah? fuck– gonna cum for me? do it, i'll fill you up” he says bending over to whisper inside your ear, kissing your earlobe. and that does it for you,; your vision goes into a blanket of white as you feel yeonjun pant behind you, his cum filling you up. after a couple minutes, he pulls out, grabbing a wet towel to clean you up, “i think i'll have to go now baby, you'll get back safely won't you?” he asks you solemnly.

“mhm, i'll be fine jjun, go ahead” you assure him as he heads out for the match.

<3

of course the boys won; they played incredibly, you watch with a genuine smile as they come together for a hug. you meet him after, running up to him to give him a tight hug, congratualting him immensely. “you did so well! good job” you say as he simply smiles at you,

“so what about a celebratory fuck?” he says grinning.

[honey-on-your-tongue]

Can I have some dilf Jake & younger reader (ofc over 18 tho!!!! , maybe like 10 years difference idk )

maybe reader being jakes best friends daughter and them hooking up 😩🔫

also Jake being lowkey mean abt it 😏…

like yk “my slut” or “what would your dad say if he saw you like that - mouth stuffed with my cock” 🕴🏻

NO BECAUSE THE WAY I LOVE THIS IDEA OMGGGG

my vibrator's gonna run outta battery from all these spicy ass asks 🤭🤭😩😩😩😩

You had always had a crush on Jake Sully. He was old enough to be your dad—seeing how he was almost your dad's age and your dad's best friend. You just never thought it would turn into what it did.

You found yourself more often than not envisioning him fucking you. His naked body, all on display, his thick hands caressing your thighs, his being controlling yours.

Every day, every night—always, you were daydreaming of him. Daydreaming of what he would say, how he would feel inside you, how we would touch you...

You imagined being used by him, and the feeling was too much.

You couldn't even look at him without getting all flustered, your ears folding against your head, tail swishing anxiously, cunt growing moist.

And it was almost like he knew. He'd smirk at you, wink at you, give you little pats on the thigh, caress your lower back, smile at you. He'd call you girl, and sweet, and once or twice, baby. But, you assumed those were all signs of endearment. What else could they be?

You were torn between hell and heaven when your parents announced having to take a trip to one of the neighboring clans, something or another about old friends, acquaintances—whatever. You didn't care about that. You only cared about who they were leaving you with.

Jake.

“But, Father,” you'd complained, “I'm twenty! I can stay on my own.” It was a futile attempt at a) trying to hide the excitement coursing through your veins; and b) at hoping you wouldn't have to remain under Jake's care, in his home, for an entire week.

A whole week, just the two of you.

“It's not about whether or not you're old enough,” your father replied. “You're responsible enough, you know your mother and I trust you, but in case anything happens, it would be good to know Jake can be there to help.”

No matter what arguments you presented, your parents brushed them away. And that's how you found yourself, days later, living under Jake's roof.

It was awkward the first two days. You'd sort of try to avoid him, you would refuse to look into his eyes, and you'd be terrified of daydreaming. Every time you thought of sex with Jake, he would ask, “What's on your mind, sweet?” and he'd have this look in his eyes...this thick, heavy look that made you shudder.

Eventually, you settled down a little, growing more comfortable around him.

Really comfortable, actually.

On a particular morning, just as dawn washes over the land, you wake up, sweating and panting, from a dream—no, another dream where Jake fucked you, his mouth on yours, his hands all over your body, his cock buried deep, deep in your body.

Judging by the time, you assume Jake's already out hunting. Still dazed with sleep and lust filling your veins, you sneak a hand between your thighs, softly caressing your already-wet pussy.

You sigh softly as relief fills you.

Jake's gotta be gone already, you think to yourself, fingers circling your pulsing clit. There's no way he's still here. He always leads the morning hunts.

You remove your loincloth, bending your legs and spreading them, one hand focused on your clit as the other one pushes a finger into your aching entrance.

You mewl softly, hips rolling against your hands, and you close your eyes.

The dream had been so vivid, so fucking real...You can still feel Jake, as if everything had truly happened. You can feel his cock inside you, his mouth on yours, that stupid smirk plastered across his lips.

“Fuck,” you hiss out quietly, curling the finger inside you upwards, touching your g-spot while your other hand pinches your clit. “Oh, fuck.”

As your body starts bucking with the pleasure, you imagine it's Jake's hand, his fingers on your pussy, his voice calling you baby and girl and sweet.

You're flustered, cheeks bright with your blush, body quaking. Fuck, what you'd give for Jake to touch you, kiss you, fuck you. Fuck.

The vivid image of Jake's eyes, amber and predatory, always sharp and cunning, sends a sudden jolt of pleasure through you.

“Ah!” you cry, a little louder than you would've liked to, but the sound is already out, and followed by a whimper of, “Jake.”

Unbeknownst to you, Jake sleeps not far from you, only a bedroom away, and when he hears you gasp, he sits up, alarmed.

He'd asked Tsu'tey to take over his shift for him, deciding he'd stay here in case you needed anything. The sound of your voice sends fear through him at first.

Something's wrong, he thinks, rising off his bed, quickly walking towards your bedroom.

But as he approaches, hand out, ready to push the flap of your tent open, he hears you again.

“Fuck.”

And Jake knows that sound. He knows it's not terror, it's not pain, it's not a call for aid. It's pleasure.

As he quietly steps closer to your bedroom, a whiff of your scent reaches his nose, intoxicating and thick. Your arousal is strong, it makes his cock twitch, his pupils dilate.

Jake shakes his head, pushing his cock down in an attempt to brush off the arousal.

What's wrong with me? Listening to the poor thing touch herself in there...as if I had any right.

Still, he doesn't walk away. He's about to, though, when another of your gasps reaches his ears.

“Fuck! Jake.”

At this, he freezes, ears perking, entire body going rigid. His cock springs to attention, lust beginning to sear through his veins.

Last he'd checked, you didn't know any other Jake but him...could it be that you were touching yourself to him?

“Yes, fuck,” you whine lowly, the sound of your soaked pussy growing louder, squelching as you fuck yourself.

And goddamn, Jake can't help himself.

He carefully pushes the flap of your tent open, peeking in, only to find you, legs spread wide, pussy on display, your hands touching yourself. He licks over his lips, his cock aching, as your scent grows stronger. He rubs his hand over the erection poking through his loincloth, yearning to fuck you.

He watches you for a moment, studies the way you touch yourself, the way your back arches, the way you throw your head back. Your pretty eyes are shut tight, your limbs quivering, and you poor fucking thing, he can't not help you when you're clearly in so much distress.

“You know, sweet, if you woulda told me you wanted me, I would've just helped you already,” he says, stepping into your bedroom, allowing the flap of the tent to close behind him.

You jerk, opening your eyes, quickly seeing him standing before you and removing your hands from your cunt, sitting up.

“Jake,” you stutter, voice breathless, cheeks growing darker with your blush. “I-I thought you'd—”

“Left for morning hunt?” he finishes for you, smirking. “Tsu'tey's leading today, baby.” His eyes scan over your pussy, gaze turning dark. “And thank fuck he did, huh?”

Deeply embarrassed, you croak out, “'m sorry, I...I, uh...I was just...” You trail off, at a loss for words. What could you possibly say to mend this?

“Touching yourself to me?” he questions, approaching your cot, crawling onto it.

You divert your gaze from him and press your thighs together, hiding your pussy from him.

“Oh, don't try to be all innocent and sweet now, girl,” he says, scoffing. “Spread your legs. Let me see how bad you need it.”

You refuse to meet his eyes, just as you refuse to open your thighs. So, Jake uses his huge, rough hands to force your thighs apart. You close your eyes, ashamed, goosebumps prickling over your skin.

His eyes drink in the sight of your soaked pussy, puffy from your ministrations, your slick dripping onto the thin mattress below.

Jake clicks his tongue. “You poor thing,” he says. “You were close, huh? And I interrupted you?”

You don't reply, only offer a tiny nod before murmuring, “Yeah.”

“Yeah,” he echoes, as if confirming the notion, licking his lower lip. “Will you let me make up for that, sweet?”

At this, your eyes snap open, meeting his famished gaze. “How-how do you mean?”

Jake smirks. “I'd prefer to show you. Will you let me?”

You consider it for a second. The opportunity of a lifetime...you're not gonna just let it slip past you...right?

“But you—What about my father? My mother?” you ask, voice quivering, and Jake can hear you don't give a fuck about that. You're just trying to be the good girl you always are, always trying to follow the rules and meet the expectations.

“Forget about them,” he replies. “They're not here to stop us, hm?”

You stare into his eyes for one, two, three seconds before nodding. “Okay,” you say quietly. “Show me.”

Jake smirks, his cock fidgets under his loincloth, and he removes the item of clothing. Your eyes fall to his cock, pupils growing wide at the sight.

Overcome with lust, you rise to your knees, asking, “Can-can I touch it?”

Jake groans at the request, throwing his head back. “Fuck,” he gasps. “'f course you can, sweet. You see how hard it is? It's for you, baby.”

You shyly reach for him, hand a little unsure as it wraps around his cock. The moment you touch him, Jake grunts softly, and you jerk him slowly, gently, glancing up at his face as he stares down at you.

Your big doe eyes find his predatory gaze. His lips are parted, little breaths leaving his mouth as you inch yourself closer. You place a kiss on the tip and Jake hisses. He wants to push you on your back and just fuck you, but he doesn't want to scare you off.

You lick his underside experimentally, keeping your eyes on his cock, and he watches, enthralled, as you play with him. The look of curiosity and amazement across your face makes him harder, precum dripping from his thick head.

You glance back up at him and timidly question, “You'll put it inside?”

Jake smiles at you, a cocky, seductive smile. “Inside that pretty pussy, if you'll let me,” he replies.

You nod slowly, understanding, before lying yourself on your back and spreading your legs. “I want you to.”

And Jake swears he's dead, he swears he's done for, swears his entire being is about to go haywire.

He remains kneeling on the bed, grabbing your hips in his large hands and pulling them up so your ass rests on his thighs. Your eyes are wide, excited, heart beating out of your chest.

“Watch,” he orders as he positions his cock against your entrance and then pushes into you, slowly, carefully.

Your eyes flutter a little as he enters you, but you don't gaze away from where your bodies meet. When the thick head meets your cervix, you gasp softly, body jerking, and Jake groans.

This is so much better than dreaming, you decide, clenching around him, making him grunt.

“So fuckin' tight,” he gasps, starting out with slow thrusts to see how you'll take it, and then increasing his speed, his eyes locking onto your breasts as they bounce with his pounds.

“Fuck!” you gasp, hands digging into the mattress below, legs shaking. You can't believe how deep inside you he is, how he stretches you out. It's so much better than your hands. So, so much better.

“Look at you,” Jake says, moving his gaze to where your pussy swallows his cock whole. “Takin' me so well, sweet. Is it good?”

“'s so good!” you reply, moaning, eyes rolling into the back of your head. You didn't think it could be this fucking amazing. “So good.”

Jake chuckles softly, watching you, and he figures he might as well force a confession from your lips while he's at it.

“Was this the first time you touched yourself to me?” he questions, one of his hands moving to your clit and drawing circles on it.

“N-no,” you reply, gasping and shaking.

“No?” Jake repeats, amused. “How many times have you done it?”

“Every-every—” You gasp, back arching, as he pinches your clit. “Ev'ry night.”

“Every night, huh?” he says, smirking. “And why didn't you ever tell me?”

“'cause you-you're dad's best friend,” you reply, whining as he angles his hips upwards, allowing his cock to press against your g-spot with every thrust.

“Ah, I see,” he chuckles. “You were afraid of your dad finding out, hm? Afraid he'd see how much of a slut you are for me?”

That makes you clench around Jake, and he groans, biting his lower lip. “'m a slut,” you echo, nodding. “A slut.”

“No,” Jake says, thrusting into your harder, deeper. “You're my slut.”

At this, you cry out, pussy dripping. “Your slut,” you agree, nodding. “'m your slut, Jake.”

“Yeah, you fuckin' are, aren't ya?” He smirks, his eyes watching your stuffed cunt. “Jesus, kid, what would your dad say if he saw you like this, hm? With your cunt full of my cock?”

“Ah!” you moan, the mere reminder of how wrong, how off limits Jake's supposed to be making you more aroused. The idea of breaking the rules for Jake makes your pussy throb, your legs quake.

“I'm not gonna lie to you, darlin',” he says, groaning. “I've jacked off to you every now and then, too. You and those pretty eyes, and those perfect tits, and that sweet ass. Goddamn. It's fucking impossible for me not to be hard around you.”

You mewl, eyes rolling into the back of your head, as you try to meet Jake's thrusts with the desperate bucking of your hips.

“Fuck, this is fuckin' amazing,” he grunts. “You have any idea how much I've wanted for you to suck my cock? How many times I've wanted to eat your pussy? How many times I've wanted to fuck you for hours until you're crying and begging me to stop?”

You whimper, entire body clad in a thin layer of sweat, your cunt fluttering around Jake's cock.

“One of these days, girl, imma make you squirt, yeah? You want me t'teach you that neat trick?”

You nod. “Please! Teach me whatever you want! Yes!”

Jake can feel your body tensing, your pussy growing tighter around him. “You gonna come for me, baby? Gonna coat my cock with your cum?”

“Mhmm!” you reply, whining, mind too lost in pleasure to formulate words.

Jake increases his speed, his hips ramming into yours, fingers pinching your clit, making you jerk and squeal in delight.

“Come for me, girl,” he encourages, his voice thick and rough with his approaching orgasm. “Come all over my cock so I can fill your pussy with my load, yeah?”

“Mhmm!” you repeat, nodding desperately, body thrashing wildly as Jake pounds you.

The pleasure becomes a harsh wave that crashes against the walls of your womb, threatening to fill you to the brim and then some more. You mewl, back arching, your eyes shut tight and your mouth open. You're gasping, shaking, cunt clenching around Jake with so much force, he drags against your insides almost painfully.

And then your orgasm claws its way out of you, breaking free, making your body shudder as you cry, “Jake! Jake!”

“I know, girl,” Jake replies, his own orgasm so near. “I know.”

As you begin recovering from your high, your pussy softens around Jake and he pounds into you, making you squeal and gasp, before he finally comes, spilling into you. His cum is hot and thick, sticky as it fills your cunt, dribbling out from how full you are.

Jake hasn't pulled out of you yet when he says, “When your parents come back, don't get nervous 'bout anything, kid. If they ask what we did, you just say you had a little bonding session with your dad's best friend.”

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[eldritch-nightmare]

hi hi !! i was wondering if you could make any creepypastas of your choice (but if you can please include toby) with a final girl reader? you know that cliche of slasher movies, thank you <3

a/n: fun fact abt me my favorite final girls r carly from house of wax and princess from laid to rest. and arkin from the collector. he is everything to me. honestly wasn't all too sure who i wanted to put in this so i just sorta chose at random?? idk maybe in the future i can use this premise for some of the others if u guys want that. this is really short nd kinda bad tho and i apologize for that. i'm trying to ease myself back into writing so tht might b why tbh

warnings: not proofread. pre-relationship?? the romance isn't really there for the most part but the obsession is, attempted murder, gn reader, reader has a younger brother in lj's part, laughing jack is probably actually his own warning i think he's kinda. kinda fucked up in this. many mentions of attempted harm to a child.

includes: ticci toby, jeff the killer, and laughing jack.

TICCI TOBY

He had been tasked to kill you. He doesn't know the reason, nor does he really care. Maybe you knew too much, or maybe Slender had other reasons. Whatever they were, you had to die.

And Toby rarely ever messed up an assignment. He never had any issues killing anyone. Sure, they typically fought back, but he'd always get them in the end. He didn't think you'd be any different.

He was rather... surprised, to put it simply, when you proved to be a challenge.

You didn't want to die, so you fought back. Hard. Honestly, it was impressive how determined you were to live. He's never really met someone like you before.

This is one of those very rare times where he's a bit glad he can't feel pain, because if he could feel the pain he gained from you fighting back, he probably would've blacked out from it.

The only reason you get away the first time is because you had stabbed him one too many times and he didn't really want to bleed out and die, thank you very much.

He still had a job to finish though, so you fighting back meant nothing to him. He was told to kill you, and that's what he planned on doing.

It didn't matter how long it took. Though, as time went on, Toby couldn't help but find himself wondering what he would do with himself when he actually killed you.

He's never found any joy in hunting someone down, but he finds himself strangely excited when it comes to you. It's the first time he's ever felt this way for someone he was meant to murder.

He doesn't really want to let that excitement go just yet, and maybe he's delusional but it almost seemed as if you were having fun with these little life-or-death chases you two had.

Maybe he lets you get away a few times. You would've been dead a long time ago if he hadn't found you interesting.

And who knows... maybe he can convince Slender that you're a worthy candidate to be a proxy... that way, he won't have to kill you.

JEFF THE KILLER

Absolutely thrilled at the idea.

Jeff is a big fan of horror movies, and he's always dreamed of having some final girl type of person that he could never kill.

Key word. He dreamed of it. He's not a big fan of it when it actually finally happens, not at first.

You were annoying, always somehow dodging his knife and managing to fight back against him long enough to make your escape.

Now, normally, Jeff would've just dropped you and gone on with his killing spree. He didn't have to kill you, and it's not like he's scared of you going to the police. He's already on the FBI's most wanted, trust me, he couldn't care less.

But there was a thrill that went through him whenever he got close to killing you. Each time he's able to cut you, he feels his heart pound in his chest.

It reminds him of when he first started killing, and that feeling was becoming addictive.

He didn't even realize how obsessed he had become with killing you until he actually got the chance to kill you. He had you cornered, and there was nowhere for you to go.

He could've ended it right then and there, but he hesitated. Jeff the fucking killer hesitated to actually kill someone. What the fuck? That made no sense.

The hesitation was enough that it gave you a chance to get away, leaving Jeff alone to ponder why he had hesitated.

And during that time, he left you alone.

But trust me, once he finally figures out why he hesitated, he'll be back. You can't escape him.

LAUGHING JACK

Hates it and hates you. Your little brother was supposed to be an easy kill. He had been so desperate for a friend, neglected by his parents, that he was eager to let Jack into his life.

But then you had to come home for the holidays, and suddenly it was hard to get the brat alone without you being around. The only time he could torment your brother was when everyone else in the house was asleep.

When your little brother went to you crying about how his friend Jack was being mean, telling him horrible things, you weren't supposed to fucking believe the kid. You were supposed to be like the others, brushing off the kid's concerns and sending him back to bed.

But you didn't. You believed your brother, and now you can fucking see him, and he hated it. Oh, he wanted to kill your little brother so badly, but he wanted to kill you more for ruining all the fun.

All of the torment on your little brother stops, and instead he starts tormenting you instead. His ultimate goal was to get you to kill your little brother. It would be a satisfying thing for him to see. And maybe even poetic. You're trying so hard to protect him, and you end up being the one to kill him... that would be nice.

But you don't make it easy for him.

Seeing your fear was entertaining, especially when he was able to strike at your insecurities. At some point, he found that he didn't mind how long this little plan of his would take. He just wanted to see what made you cry. What scared you? What had you reeling away in disgust? What made you laugh?

Okay, that last one confuses him and he does not at all want to know what makes you laugh. No. No he does not.

Sometimes, he doesn't even torment you. He just silently watches you, which you find to be arguably worse than him actually trying to cause you harm.

It felt like he was studying you whenever he did that, and you hated it.

And Jack finds himself struggling to hate you the longer this takes. You've become interesting. He finds himself looking forward to seeing you, and he finds himself admiring you whenever you end up smiling when he's around.

Though, that's not something he's quite ready to admit yet.

[danganphobia]

abt ur laishuro college au....what do you think would happen if they spent the night at eachothers dorms

pre-relationship college au: the first time toshiro spends the night at laios' dorm it's definitely to work on an assignment together. laios and chilchuck dorm together but chilchuck is out for the night so they have the place to themselves. it's completely innocent tbh because laios has a gigantic puppy crush on toshiro and would do anything just to be in his company... when toshiro says it's getting late laios makes puppy eyes and says he'll order in and they could just watch a movie and hang out. it barely takes any convincing before toshiro gives it and laios goes "YAY" and they spend the rest of the night binging movies on the couch. laios is just infodumping lore the whole time while they eat and toshiro silently listens because he doesn't know what's going on, and laios talking over the movie makes it even more difficult to make sense of anything but a) he's really cute and b) he smells good and c) toshiro doesn't know if he should look laios in the eyes or keep his eyes on the tv because laios is staring directly at him as he talks and it's overwhelming

then toshiro falls asleep on accident because i'd imagine he's a bit of a workaholic and is sleep-deprived. laios' shoulder makes a really good pillow. meanwhile laios is texting another gc with just farlyn and marcille freaking out like GUYSHESSLEEPING ON MYSHOULEDER HE LOOKS SO CUTE WHAT DO I DO and theyre like whatever u do do Not Wake Him Up. toshiro's looks so comfortable too, so laios just grabs the throw blanket on the couch and drapes it over toshiro. they fall asleep together. it's a very cute moment.

Morning Toshiro very much regrets this though. he wakes up snuggling next to Laios and he's like oh Shit and jumps off the sofa, waking Laios up. Toshiro's insisting that he really has to go back to his dorm he's stayed way too long and that's not supposed to happen. he's grabbing his stuff and flipping his shit. laios just laughs and walks up to toshiro, and very calmly asks, "before you go, can i just make you breakfast first?"

toshiro's stomach rumbling answers that question lmao. after breakfast laios walks him back to his dorm :) toshiro turns around and shyly thanks him for breakfast and last night. laios scratches the back of his head and grins that it's no problem, and that he'd love to do it again, but without assignments involved. toshiro's like but why would we do that. laios blushes, "it's 'cause i like hanging out with you?" and it's toshiro's turn to blush and he says, "oh, okay."

Laios brights up and says "really???" his excitement is kind of confusing but it makes Toshiro snort and he nods anyway because he just can't bring himself to say no to Laios anyway. Neither of them speak about them cuddling last night like idiots. They just linger at Toshiro's dorm, not sure of what to say next, because if they do say something they'd have to leave and cut their time together short. Laios asks for a hug though, and Toshiro hugs him before he leaves. This hug, in particular, lasts just a bit longer than all their other ones. So take that as you will. :)

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

HIIII FINALLY BACK THINKING ABT. GRAYSCALE WIBBY.!!!!!!!!

actually i'm. more gonna b thinkign abt like canon wiwi in worm terms bc i hav.e. fucking. NO clue how grayscale arc will translate and i'm genuinely thinking i gotta revamp his entire powerset maybe but we'll see!! i'm SO so so so excited to get ur essay on it………

anyway. new haven wards at least a 7 or so!!!!!!!!! they could fucking kill people very very very easily!!!!! they are genuinely terrifying & they r teenagers!!! clingy sad teenagers who it would take several other capes and a ton of armed soldiers and maybe like a tank to bring down!!!! a big part of my reasoning for this & them being insanely fucking op is like… they're the heirs to the triumvirate-equivalent!!! they're out here being hand picked & groomed for the roles of shit like "level cities" and "throw yourself into leviathan" and "fight the slaughterhouse 9"-- they have to be. so scary and have so much on their shoulders & also be fucked up teenagers. to me. i feel incredibly normal about this btw. also i'm sure they all feel so normal about this i'm sure grayscale wiwi sees so much protocol being enacted because of him & feels normal about it!!! im sure people love having his powers used on him and think he's cool and great and not a sick twisted fuck!!! im sure everyone's reactions to him r awesome and have a good effect on his psyche!!!! (also i have. thoughts. on like. vigilante or rogue nhw. head in hands.)

anyway anyway anyway. BACK TO WIWI. I AM PUTTING HIM AT A 9 OR 10. THIS IS. MMM. DEFINITELY WEIGHTED WITH A CONSIDERATION TO THE PANIC AND COLLATERAL DAMAGE VARIABLE. it is genuinely fucking insane to me that william wisp can create perfect simulacra of people that are such close and perfect imitations people Can Not Tell Them Apart. and also that he can create and control MANY SIMULTANEOUSLY. WHILE BEING A DISTANCE AWAY FROM THEM. and they can ATTACK YOU. even more fucking insane is that he can do it with the environment too & can create illusions that massive without anyone even noticing??………. like. just. think about it for a second. grayscale arc is literally already worm world but think about the fucking shit someone could do when they could create such visually perfect copies that no one can tell unless they touch them or he fucks up somehow. think about the shit he could do by faking an entire environment or explosions or anything else perfectly. literally going insane thinking about this & how well it's used in grayscale arc & fucking imagine if that's just. what he did every day!!! god. anyway everything u say about wibby causes me such immense pain i cannot stop fucking thinking about "what do u think he'd do if he saw civilians being evacuated because of him". head in hands. this is literally so incoherent btw sorry but like. wiwi................

GOD. DUDE. I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY IN REGARDS TO WIBBY BUT I CANT TELL YOU YET. GOD. i feel really normal about wibby and david. they have a normal and healthy sibling relationship (<< me when i lie)

i would suggest . not . totally overhauling your ideas for wibbys powers yet. maybe altering them a little but . keep them as is for now. smile. i have some ideas. im like. on the CUSP of learning more about cauldron and the artificial powers i think though so on the basis that i dont want to sound silly about my mutuals favorite piece of media i think i will hold off on that for juuuust a little longer. side note unrelated question. i know hatchet face's power was. like. cancelling out other capes powers. is there something in worm that like. temporarily or permanently removes someones powers. that would be so fucked up! but i am Thinking. how would we go about wibby power loss arc. WOULD we even need to do this. many thoughts head full.

um . hi. roswell my beautiful friend and mutual. "groomed for roles such as 'level cities' and 'throw yourself at leviathan' or 'fight the slaughterhouse 9'" do you want me to die? do you want me to die. also thats got me thinking- do you think part of the reason they chose dakota was his anger for the s9 and what they did to his parents. actually on that note would that be his trigger event???????? i dont remember if we've talked about trigger events for nhw yet. speaking of which i think wibby getting the smoke powers should be a secondary trigger event for him. i still think about that moment a lot and it hurts me so bad. mallard conway im going to kick your ass. would the smoke powers be classified as Master since theyre like... controlling minions or whatever?????? you are the worm master (<< awesome title i just came up with) id love ur thoughts on power mechanics.

im so fucking tempted to give u a little bit of the wibby david essay here but theres a specific scene in grey i need you to hear before i go full tilt into that. for now i will just say. remember the "i thought you were the first good thing to come out of deadwood. the first thing that wasnt sick and twisted" line? yeah. god. uhhhhh finding out the older sibling youve looked up to for basically your whole life is actually a horrible piece of shit person and would throw you to the wolves if it benefited him in some way. but instead he turns you into the wolf and sets you loose on people who you used to think were your friends and you dont even realize it until its too late (yes i used the wolf metaphor on purpose be so proud of me)

ANYWAY. UM. YEAH. greyscale wibby fucking. stalking through a building and all of davids hired guards see the shit hes doing and decide its better to abandon their orders and face davids wrath later than to stick around for this horrifying cape shit theyre not equipped to deal with in the slightest. wibby starts hearing radio calls of hired hands telling each other to get the fuck out of there and he realizes the reason they sound so scared is because of him. and yet. he has to keep going he HAS TO or else this will all be for nothing and hes already done so much damage he CANT let it be for nothing. but all these people are afraid of him now

[desmond69miles]

YOOOO =3

can we get sfw + nsfw headcannons of ink demon bendy with a s/o with a really gothic style & is selectively mute? ( bonus points if Sammy constantly bugs them )

im genuinely curious abt how u would think abt it :0

[ take ur time answering this!! no rush at all by the way!! ; also sorry if my grammars kinda bad iys 3:37 am where im at rn + sry if i seem hyper to im just rlly excited rn😭

i’ve been gone for butt fuck long, my bad! I'm in the process of moving and lifes been a bit hectic. Hopefully im back now!

anyway, thank you anon for the bendy ask!! love writing for this inky-ass man.-

NSFW is under the cut!

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[-: If we were to give bendy preferences, I know he'd go for a gothic s/o who is on the chubbier side. I say chubbier because A) body warmth, Bendy's a cold-blooded creature and he liked the feeling of your warm body and B) He likes your squishy thighs and tummy. And I know he’d be attracted to the darker, more gothic style. Inky black colors, blood red dresses, he likes the colors. 

[-: I think the ink demon would be good with someone that was mute or had periods of time where they were mute. Whether it be due to anxiety, overstimulation, or you just don’t have many words one day, I think he’d be understanding and would work around it. For many years, he didn’t have a voice, resorting to scribbling messy letters on walls and papers to communicate. If you want to talk while your mute, he’d simply lend you his hand so you can scribble on the wall with it; or he’ll carry around a sketchbook for you to write in, but more often than not he just makes you write with his claws. 

[-: I like the idea of Sammy bugging you all the time because he's interested in your music. It's so different from a classical tune, the drums and guitar, the vocals. He’d constantly be asking about your music. And since goth is a music-based subculture, you have a lot of music to show Sammy. 

[-: Going back to Bendy liking your style, he’d fiddle around with your clothing or accessories. He likes the bling of your necklaces and rings, and often plays with them when you are sitting together. He tries not to break anything, but accidents happen when you have sharp claws. If you do rat-nest hair, rest assured Bendy is curious on how you get your hair to do that. 

[-: I feel like Bendy would find you some victorian or romantic gothic outfits around the studio. He likes taking you to the costume department and letting you run around, picking up some of the black clothing used for character study. Another thing is that he collects small trinkets he think you would think is cool. Sometimes it’s a small rock, other times its a shiny gem he found in a pipe. 

[-: Bendy and Sammy get into a lot of fights around you, for your attention. Sammy wants to learn more about your subculture and what you remember from the outside world while Bendy wants to draw or walk around the studio with you. Good luck time managing. 

[-: Bendy is very interested in your makeup. Please let him draw on you! Speaking of drawing, he also likes to sketch you. His drawings are a bit blotchy and inky due to his skin, and often he'll mess up on a part by lingering too long and having ink form a puddle.

NSFW

[-: He chokes you with your necklaces, not to the point of them breaking but just enough so the chains and pearls dig into your throat.

[-: oh my god he loves your thigh highs. He nibbles around the soft flesh, forked tongue darting around and leaving opaque trails of ink behind. Just no promises that he won’t tear the thin fabric off!!

[-: Relating to the one where he draws on you, he’d love to lightly drag his claws over your stomach, back, or thighs and create delicate drawings onto your skin. Take this as a form of foreplay. (Which bendy isn’t exactly fond of, hes too impatient to go through it.)

[-: Bendy has a scent kink. I believe that he’s blind/has very poor eyesight and relies on noises and scent to find his prey. And his scent is very sensitive. He’ll ask if you can use non-strong soap or something that doesn’t upset his senses. Besides this, he likes to smell your clothing or even your undergarments.

Since i’m nice i’ll give you some elements of a fic i’m working on…

[-: Bendy’s ink that comes from his tentacles and/or cock act as an aphrodisiac. Providing a muscle relaxant and lube, it makes it easier for him to fit more and more of himself into you. He’s a big guy! Ranging at almost eight feet, it’s no surprise that he’s packing something big.

[-: Bendy’s big on CNC/Predator/Prey play. When you talk with him about safe words and the proper measures to have a safe time during CNC, Bendy gets really excited. He’s a demon, creatures of carnal lust and sin.

[-: He also loves to be worshipped. As Sammy has taught him, he’s somewhat of a god to this inky realm and he expects to be treated as one. Sammy does annoy him with his constant spouting, but he’s not opposed to you calling him Lord.

thank you for your request <3 My ask box is always open!! Feel free to send in batim requests.

[buckyalpine]

Yk, I dont like angst, and I so do not like cheating fics. I agree with u, it could be triggering for me as well. (I read it anw still bc I like hurting myself) But i really love how you ended all of it. Never once did the reader forgave and took Bucky back. Love it.

If I may suggest, (solely for my petty ass self’s satisfaction) something for boundaries bucket and Sharon.

Like the group intentionally planned on going somewhere (just overnight) and excluded Bucky (a vacay, a celebration). Thats just the start tho. Bc y/n decided to invite Sharon to accompany bucket while theyre gone. And all of these info were given to bucket right before they left. Something like:

B: hey where are we going tonight?

Y/N: oh well, its (insert event) and WE *literally pointing at the group and excluding bucket* will be gone until tomorrow.

B: bu-

Y/N or nat idk hehe: and since we care sooo much abt you getting lonely here, we decided to invite Sharon over, so she could entertain you, keep you company, yk? You seem to like her presence so much anw.

B: no. I do not want her in anyway at all. I dont need her here. Just send her home.

Steve(?) maybe: oh do you not like the idea of us knowing? You guys would like to interact with the idea that you guys are hiding? You like the thrill?

Y/N(?) maybe: well, easy, maybe just forget and pretend that we dont know!

set it up like this in your head Sergeant Barnes, we told you we would be gone overnight, you decided this is the perfect time to go behind our backs again since yall badly miss and need e/o, so u invited her here, and bam! There ya go. You got the whole scenario set up.

Steve (?): I heard she misses you, you must miss her a lot, no?

B: no. No I do not want anything involving her, never needed nor missed her. If she goes here….

IDK SOMETHING LIKE THAT (it doesnt have to be exactly the way the convo went). I just love the idea of them always excluding bucket out unless necessary to include him, then pushing it in his face that he chose Sharon’s pussy over everything else, so he must live with it. Also Sharon may have liked bucky but all she would get from bucky after that incident is a glare of disgust. She kept throwing herself at bucky but in the end bucket avoided her like plague, even said he hates her more than hydra.

(Idk maybe im petty? Maybe I do not let go easily? Maybe im putting the blame too much on Bucket, but I just want them to suffer sooo much, emotionally.)

But this is just a scene? I think? Its your choice what plot, how it starts or ends, whatsoever, I trust ur creative and beautiful mind 💙

I'm sorry this took for fucking ever to get to, I hope this is sort of how you imagined it.

Months later after the incident:

Bucky looked at the pile of bags by the door, confused since he hadn't been told about any missions and it was rare the group went anywhere together. You sauntered in with a tiny sundress, adding a few last minute items to your bag, ignoring Bucky as he looked at you longingly. He still loved you. So much.

It was one thing to lose you if things simply didn't work out; the way he lost you was so much worse. He clenched his fists, trying to calm himself down before speaking.

"What's with all the bags...?"

You turned around, smiling at him sweetly, the smile he missed so much. The smile you only genuinely gave

"Well, WE are going to Clint's cabin for the weekend"

"Oh-

"Surprised no one told you, after all I even invited Sharon just to keep you company"

You shrugged at his hurt expression, continuing to arrange your bag. Bucky's jaw clenched, he'd ignored Sharon’s mass of calls and texts, surely 50 of them must have been regarding this trip but he never bothered checking.

“I- I don’t even want her, just send her home, or uninvite her, I never even liked her, she-

“She was wrapped around your dick” You snorted while Steve came to start putting things in the Jet. 

“Go easy on him y/n, maybe they just like the excitement of sneaking around and and fucking each other behind peoples backs. Honestly, if that’s what gets you off, we’re more than happy to pretend we don’t see you” 

You nearly cackled while Steve threw a few bags over his shoulder, not bothering to look at Bucky who was most likely about to cry. 

“Just pretend we don’t even know! I’ll even lay it out for you, picture this. We just told you we were taking a quick trip out of state and since you’re star crossed lovers, who just desperately miss and need each other so badly, you decided to take a romantic getaway here while we were all gone. I’m pretty sure Tony made some upgrades to the cabin, the walls are probably sound proof” 

“Y/n, please...” Bucky looked at you with pleading eyes, this was so much worse than any pain he’d experienced before. “I don’t like her, I still love you” 

You ignored him, zipping up your luggage while Nat walked by smirking. 

“Hmmm I heard she misses you” She sassed, rolling her eyes seeing Sharon making her way down the elevator. “You must miss her too, right? You guys had some real chemistry” 

Bucky remained silent, watching you while his heart continued to break. You were supposed to be his girl. It was supposed to be you. The girl he married, the girl he had a family with, the girl who he grew old with. 

He hated it. He hated himself. He had 100 choices he could have made every single time he had slipped up. It was bad enough it happened more than once. He betrayed you. He betrayed Steve. He couldn’t even look at himself in the mirror, feeling pure disgust and guilt with himself.  

Did he fuck up royally? Yes. 

Did he genuinely love you? Also...yes. And he always would. This wasn’t something he was ever going to move on from.

“Baby...” Bucky’s voice cracked as you shook your head, walking away. He’d times as many times as he could, begging and pleading. He knew the damage was done. He knew you’d never come back to him, even though he was going to wait for you for the rest of his life. 

“Bucky!” Sharon smiled, making her way towards him. Bucky felt bile rise in his throat, it didn’t matter how many times he told her he was done, she continued to throw herself at him. “You didn’t reply to my message. Everyone’s going to the cabin”

“Don’t you feel an ounce of guilt?” Bucky growled, staring at her packed bags in disbelief. 

“For what?” She snorted, shrugging nonchalantly, her eyes trailing up and down his body. 

“Sharon, I- never mind.  I can’t make this any clearer, I’m not interested” 

Bucky tried to shove past her to go back to his room while she ran after him, grabbing his arm. 

“But it’ll be so much fun! We’ll even get our own room” She whispered by his ear and Bucky could feel his blood boil. He yanked his arm out of her grasp, nearly knocking her off balance. “Don’t you like me-

“WILL YOU FUCK OFF?! PLEASE?!” Bucky took a few steps back, his patience reaching his limit. “I NEVER FUCKING LIKED YOU” 

Sharon gaped, staring at him like a fish out of water. Nothing pissed her off more than the fact that Bucky still liked you, 

“Why the fuck do you still like her?! Have you seen her? You can do so much better- 

Bucky ran a hand over his face, taking a few deep breaths that did nothing to calm him down but he didn’t want to do something he’d regret. He’d already done enough of that. 

“Fuck off. FUCK OFF I lost my girl because of a stupid fucking choice I made, I’ll deal with those consequences now, but that doesn’t mean I want you. I never wanted you. We fucked. That’s it. I loved her and I STILL love her” 

“You-You can’t do this to me, 

“Sharon, in all fucking honesty, Hydra wasn’t as awful as you” 

Sharon scoffed, tears streaking her face as she threw her bag to the floor before going back to her room. 

“Shall we go, pretty lady?” You squealed as Thor effortlessly swept you off your feet from behind, carrying you to the jet. (Or some other character if Thor isn’t your cup of tea, pick through your roster of choices) 

“You don’t have to carry me” You giggled, throwing your arms around his neck, snuggling into his hold.

“And let my princess walk while carrying these bags all day?” He gasped, before kissing your nose. “Absolutely not” 

Bucky watched you leave in his arms, your eyes twinkling, your laugh echoing down the hall. He broke a hole in the wall. Then another. Even after utterly destroying his room, he felt nothing. No sense of relief. You were gone. You were not coming back. 

The nightmare he brought on himself would never end. 

-

(and then it was all a dream, and he woke up from the nightmare and you were snuggled by his side and he proposed to you the next day and you got married and Steve was the best man and then you had lots of sex and had lots and lots of babies and grew old together the end im never writing about this godawful au again) 

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beautiful nightmare - billy hargrove

Paired up: billy hargrove x fem!reader

summary: youre having a good time with billy. but your mother woke you up.

note: just a peace offering for the eddie one lol, btw credits to vaniciaileen for this HOT gif!! enjoy ;>

warnings: light!smut, curse words, not proofread.

MINORS DNI‼️

"mom i don't want to go there!" your mother asks you to accompany her to the common pool where billy hargrove your "childhood crush" working.

i have a little crush on him since were kids, he's your only bestfriend because the kids on your old hometown does'nt like to make friends with you.

but everything changed one day when him and his father left the town. youre so sad when you heard the news that his mother left him to his father. everytime when you call him to play, his father always says "he does'nt want to play, you can play with the other kids there."

every night i always here his screams and my younger self dont know about a thing about what his father doing to him.

so when they left the town im so sad.

im so excited when were leaving our town and moving to hawkins. because i can make friends there, i hoped. and yes i got friends there!

nancy - i met her in my biology class, were seatmates and well, were always partners when were having a project. and we always study together.

steve - i met him when i applied to starcourt, i worked with him and robin. he's nancys ex, but he's a good friend and i think he's not moved on abt him and nancy. but thats there problem. not mine so, lets move on.

robin - as i said we three met in starcourt. she's good, but her mouth won't stop blabbering. he's like eminem when she's talking. maybe she already win against eminem. but even though she's like that, she's a good friend of mine.

anyways, back to the story..

so yeah, i got friends. and they are the friends that stoped me when im about to strangle my childhood crush apart when i saw him again after many years, i miss him so much!

"wait, you're childhood bestfriends before?" nancy asked.

"yes, why?" i asked tilting my head aside.

"sh1t! i cant believe that moron has a friend"

"what do you mean steve?" "i dont know if you already know but, he's a fvcking bastard. like bastard, with a capital B" robin accused.

"but billy is good, he's kind and gentleman, he's the only kid that made friends with me eventhough im a loner"

steve snort "well, your good kid billy turned into a fvckboy billy, a bastard billy, a bad billy. even his sister cant handle him"

HE HAS A SISTER?!

and thats when i met maxine. shes a good girl, sweet eventually. i met the other kids, and they look cute. mostly dustin, he's the mood lighter.

but, i cant believe that billy is like that right now. i almost not believe it and go talk to him but i saw him with a cheerleader girl flirting and.. MAKING OUT

'omygash, omygash what am i gonna do?! im froze here, i cant move!'

i back away and ran until i get home. i didnt even go to my biology class.

everyday i always seen him with girls and his gang, i canr really believe that that is my childhood crush. that disgust me.

one time when im on my way to my chemistry class, i bump to him on the empty hallways.

he flirts with me like a fvcking bastard. omg is this really my crush before?

"oh, youre into chemicals?" he asked, i didnt answer.

tf is he saying?

i try to walk pass him but he grab my wrist and slam me to the nearest wall and lean over to my ear whispering.

"i miss you so much y/n" i look at him shocked.

he showed me a grin and walked away.

he flirts at me every chance that he'd get but i would always run. until the schools over and im working at scoops ahoy with robin and steve.

but its our day off today so my mom is bugging me to go with her to the common pool.

"i dont want to, really. im okay here" my last attempt to say no because she's so persistent.

"but honey, i just want us to have some time together"

"at the common pool really?" "yes i heard from mrs. wheeler, that there's a hot guy working there as a lifeguard" i cringed when my mom says that.

well my mom is in her 18's when she got pregnant with me, so she got the fresh looks. BUT STILL THATS GROSS!

"mom! thats gross!" "well honey, please lets just hang out for a moment? ill treat you some chik-fil-a on our way" she grinned as he bribed me with my all time favorite snack.

i groaned "fine! but we're not going to stay there long" well i guess billy is so busy with his work that he wouldnt see me, right?

i wore my swimsuit, which is a black halter highwaist. it define my curves and its not that revealing, so i feel comfortable.

as i got out from the bathroom, someone pushed me back inside and slamed me to the nearest wall.

i groaned, my back hurts a little but its okay. my problem is who the pushed me back inside?!

i open my eyes and a tanned six packs reveal on my view.

as i look up, my eyes got caught with his black ones.

"billy.." thats not supposed to be a whisper.

what's going on with me?

"hi sweetheart. looking hot, but i suggest that i should be the only one who'll see you in clothes like that" he whispered at my ears huskily.

i dont know what happened next but the next thing i know is, my swimwear's gone and his fingers are rubbing my cl!t. circling it.

i let out a shaky breath and look at him, his face are red and sweaty. his tounge got my attention poking it to the sides.

as i stared at him his face is getting closer and closer, our lips brushing eachother. his fingers rubbing my wet cvnt.

slowly he insert one finger, i arched my back as he kissed me on the neck, i gave him access to kiss me more, combing his hair and pulling it.

i moaned when he insert another one, pulling his hair a little aggressive.

his fingers pumping slowly in and out of my pu$sy, giving me hickeys all over my chest. his other hand squeezing my breast, he let out a groan when his mouth touch my ni₱ple, sucking it.

"i miss you so much, i cant hold my self any longer" he whispered as his lips fall back on mine.

his fingers pumped faster, im coming..

he looked at me with such lustful eyes while pumping his fingers hardly inside me.

"y/n" he whispered staring at me

"y/n"

"y/n"

"y/n!"

my eyes fluttered open when i heard my moms voice calling me.

"y/n! wake up, you'll be late for your work!"

my mind is still not functioning.

what fvck was that? am i wet dreaming?!

such a nightmare! BEAUTIFUL NIGHTMARE

[nguyenfinity]

Ever since I saw mamagi's adventures with rinne, I've been thinking abt Hiiro showing her around the es. He brings her to the es cafeteria like, "ma, this is where we eat!! :D" and he introduces her to omurice (now Aira has TWO amagis obsessed with it), he shows her the outdoor stages like, "ma, this is where we perform!! You should watch our live next week!! :D" shows her around StarPro, "ma, this is where I work! :D" introduces her to alkaloid and his co-workers. Ooof. Hiiro sunshine baby, I just think he'd be so happy and excited showing mamagi around

It's funny you say that 'cause I actually was thinking of drawing Hiiro out to lunch with his mom and he gets her to try omurice so how dare you read into my mind like that (/lh)

Or she's like "Hey Niki hon, Hiiro said something about um? Omurice?" Niki: ....Yeah that checks out give me a sec

But he absolutely would do that, he's just so excited to show her all the things he's learned !! He and Rinne (and probably Niki) take her out to a bunch of cafes and shops and stuff and it's just mother-sons bonding time

I didn't expect to like. Keep drawing so much Mamagi content but when I originally made it, it was more of a "she's magically back from the dead" kind of thing which is why Rinne was so much closer to her 'cause he'd remember her better since she passed when Hiiro was young (and why I've just been mostly drawing her and Rinne) Now that I have acted on my god complex as an artist and rewritten the narrative for funsies, I think it's more like he's attached to her 'cause A- she was the only person who really loved them back home and B- he didn't get to spend a lot of time with her because of village chief training

That got sad um. Here's Mamagi at her son's lives--

She's the one true AmagiP (literally)

[steeltwigz]

i like to imagine underground is kinda canon in game verse (but like. Greatly Exaggerated. obviously all that stuff Didnt Really Happen) and that someday it'll come out that sonic ran away from home at a rlly young age and eventually Sonia and Manic find out abt and track him down. the idea isnt super fleshed out yet tho. some stuff is still thhe same, like the prophecy is still a thing and their mom has to give them up for. the. Greater Good? so they were sent to an orphanage. something happens that separates sonia and manic from sonic? maybe they all get adopted but sonic isnt having it and he runs away, or he ran away earlier at the orphanage. he'd b rlly young here, only like. Woof, idk, maybe like 7 or 8 at most? he finds ray and mighty and lives with them for a bit and then he finds uncle chuck and lives there with him, picking up from archie sonic's lore. uncle chuck is related to aleena, but sonic doesnt know. he just figures hedgehogs look similar sometimes.

sonia is rlly mad at sonic for leaving them behind, but she wants to find her mom and hates eggman too, so she trains to fight robots n shit and then tracks down sonic when she's older (idk, 17? idk how much older she is than sonic), taking manic with her. manic is chill. i imagine he was pretty young when sonic left, but since he always had sonia taking care of him it never rlly bothered him that much. they get adopted either by humans or by mobians who live on the continents, which is why they wear clothes and have different styled quills. they run into some of sonic's friends who help them track him down, like they meet uncle chuck and maybe mighty n ray? maybe even like. amy and the chaotix. most Definitely the chaotix, thatd b slay actually.

they find sonic again, eventually. manic is excited when he meets tails, sonia's on edge. tails is Also very confused. sonia hates him for reasons he can understand, but ultimately wasnt his fault, which is conflicting when youre 8 yrs old. manic is silly, but tails didnt expect to have Another sibling, let alone gain two at once, and hes mad sonic didnt tell him abt them. tails kinda figured uncle chuck was it. also manic looks a bit too mischievously at tails inventions and it sets him on edge a little. also tails sees sonia and sonic keep leaving to talk in private and he's mad he isnt included becuz its clearly about something important, which usually means some world-ending disaster is about to happen. i dont rlly have much story from there. they go fight eggman or unlock the. power of the. guitar necklace. and have to find their mom and fulfill the prophecy, etc etc etc. basically its an excuse for me to think abt sonia & manic AND modern sonic & tails at the same time.

[imhereforbrownies]

hi i've always wanted to do a ship game

so i'm v excited to see someone else's pov of me! i wrote a lot lolol SORRY

your pronouns: she/her

your personality traits: hm well i'm an introvert. i'm pretty quiet but when i'm with friends i get loud lol. i'd say i'm a pretty blunt person with sarcastic humor! i'm someone who loves thinking abt life and love and human relationships/ connections. i try not to think about other people who don't matter to me, i just wanna live how i wanna live and stayed unbothered ofc wink wink. i'm obsessed with the idea of love, but could never commit for the life of me LMAO. i'm very ambitious, i have so much i want to achieve in life. i'm a very passion oriented person. i'm the type of person who doesn't like sticking to one thing, i love reinventing myself and exploring new things. i'm more on the creative, writing, intellectual thinking side of life :)

your hobbies: love love love making music. i'm still working on it but it's my lifetime passion. writing has always been my best friend and is what stemmed my love for creating. i love art, mostly painting, but i really want to try other genres like pottery! i also enjoy reading from time to time. dance is also something i've always enjoyed as a kid. it's like that escapism where reality doesn't matter, it's just me having fun.

favourite movies/songs/food/places/books etc.: ahhh i'm a big swiftie!!!!! taylor swift is my mother, the loml!!!!! hm fav songs, i really resonate with midnight rain by taylor from here new album midnights. that entire song made me feel so seen, it's just me in music form. the entire midnights album is just honestly me as a person. i don't have a set genre i favorite in music since i love everything lolol but rn i'm rlly into piano instrumentals! but at the same time i love love r&b and dark sexy songs ;) ... movies aughhsgh i don't watch much since i prefer watching movies when i'm with someone else! i don't have a certain book thats my fav, but i love romance. reading is also escapism for me. places!!!! i wanna visit paris so fucking bad!!!! i wanna see the eiffel tower and kiss someone on top of it lol. i wanna take late night walks with my lover and just gaze at the stars together SORRY FOR THAT TANGENT LMFAO

if you have any pets: not rn but i Will make my own cat family. just watch.

your dreams and aspirations: i really really really dream of becoming a musical artist it actually hurts LMAO i love music so fuckinggg much and i will WILLL make it big i promise u guys >:)

zodiac sign/MBTI: intp gemini

your aesthetic: this is hard. do i even have a set aesthetic. i like trying out new things but my style icon/ inspiration is jennie kim! i'm in love with that woman. i really like that cool yet sexy style??? LMFAOAO i don't have a set aesthetic bc i'm more on the self expression style side! but i love. stars.

the group you’d like me to pick from: skz and bts!

you can include any cute idea that you have or any scenario you would like me to write about: i'm up to anything and everything ;)

Hellooooo! Thank you so much for sending in a request :)

Again, I absolutely adore your dreams and I really hope you'll get to make music for living one day!! 🌸

Now to your ship..

-

It wasn't really easy for me to figure out who to ship you with but then it hit me and I think I'd ship you with Hobi.

My reasoning behind it:

- your INTP Gemini is highly compatible with his INFJ Aquarius - I even read that your mbti ship is sometimes called the golden pair lol

- I think he'd absolutely match your chaotic energy and you two would have so so so much fun while also taking good care of each other which is honestly goalsssss

- Hobi is a very creative person himself so I think you two could really inspire each other and support each other through your creative processes and stuff :) I also think he would highly encourage you to follow your dreams

- also Hobi would DEFINITELY take you to Paris and make your wish come true lol I'm sure about that <3

- I think he'd also be very charmed by your passion and need to try out new stuff :)

- and you writing poems to Hobi????? You would have the man on his knees lmao !!!

-

“I got something for you!”

Your words have Hobi looking up from his laptop and taking off his headphones. He’s been replaying the melody Yoongi sent to him for the past hour, trying to figure out the thing his best friend thought it’s missing and your little interruption provides the highly needed distraction.

“And what is that?” Hobi asks with a smile, noticing how you look down at your toes nervously and so he knows this is something important.

“Uhm- I- I made it but- you don’t have to accept it if you don’t want to,” you state, handing him the little folded piece of paper and he carefully takes it from your hand while also gently grabbing your wrist and leading you to sit down on the couch next to him.

“You made this… for me?” He assures and you nod.

“Oh my! Thank you so much, Y/N!” He grins widely, pulling you in for a hug.

“You don’t even know what it is yet!” You exclaim as you hug back, making him chuckle.

“But you made it for me yourself! I already know it’s gonna be amazing,” he states as he pulls away, looking at you with a smile, making your cheeks heat up at his comment.

“Oh, stop it and finally read it,” you encourage him, slapping his shoulder playfully.

“Oh, so you wrote something for me?” He asks, his eyes widening in surprise, his expression suddenly turning serious.

“Uhm- yeah? I- I thought I’ll give that a try,” you shrug, suddenly getting second thoughts about that silly idea of yours.

You watch nervously as Hobi unfolds the piece of paper as carefully as possible before uncovering its content.

A poem. You wrote him a poem!

“Y/N,” he gasps, making you stiffen.

“Y/N, baby, you didn’t,” he exclaims before throwing himself on you once more and peppering your whole face with kisses, making you laugh as you grab on his shoulders for support, taking his affection attack like a champ.

“Hobi! You should read it first!” You state breathlessly, trying to bring some sense to him and he very unwillingly collects himself, only because he’s so curious to finally read it.

You watch him as his eyes slide over the verses you wrote, anxiously nibbling on your lower lip, his expression not giving away anything, which is very unlike the Hobi you know.

He finally gets to the end of your poem, when he looks up at you from the piece of paper, his eyes meeting yours and you could swear you’ve never seen them so full of love.

“You wrote all this for me?” He asks again and you nod wordlessly.

“Do you like it?” You dare to ask.

“Like it?” He scoffs and you freeze.

“Like it? No, no, I don’t like it,” he states and before you can have a mental breakdown about that, he cups both of your cheeks and forces you to look him straight in the eyes.

“I absolutely love it! I’ve never ever read something so beautiful, Y/N. And the fact you’ve made this for me, used your talent like this makes me- it makes me ecstatic. I love you so much,” he whispers the last part, not giving you a second to try to reply before his lips meet yours in a soft, passionate kiss that knocks the air out of your lungs, leaving you to steady yourself against his chest.

“I love you too. And I’m so happy you like it,” you murmur when you pull away, finally catching your breath, the grin on your face matching the one on his own as he rests his forehead against yours, brushing his thumb against your cheek.

“I thought I made it clear that liking it does not fit the way I feel about it at all,” he states, making you laugh.

“Okay, okay, you love it,” you say and he hums in agreement before pulling you in for another kiss, making you melt against him as always. And you know in that moment that you’ve never been happier.

[aquilamage]

been thinking about badd in aai2 again...both because of him and Sebastian, but also once they realize they can get along Badd and Justine would be amazing....

pov you just said something rude to Sebastian and are about to get your shit wrecked for it

[pure-kirarin]

Slow & Steady [P2] [Sabo x f!reader] (+18)

Genre : Romance - Smut - Bestfriends to lovers General warnings : Alcohol consumption - Dark themes - Swearing - S m u t - possessiveness - Mention of ex-relationships - jealousy

A/N : This is really different from my usual writing style but I am experimenting. Please tell me your thoughts and don’t hesitate to ask to be added to the tag list :) AO3 : https://archiveofourown.org/works/31877203?view_full_work=true

In the last chapter --  «-Enough playing now, you're going to sleep. -B-but ! This wasn't what I asked for....You're really a coward after all...You virgin... » He carried you to his room, putting you on the bed and sitting next to you. «-I'd love to prove you wrong. However, it would be better if you were in a state where you'd be able to recall how good I am. If you want me to fuck you this badly then maybe ask me when you're sober.

Part I - Part II

Part II  -Yeah yeah...Pff..You're no fun Sabo. Things were finally getting interesting ! »

He smiled seeing that you were now calmer. You started to yawn and bury your face in his pillow. He loved to see you getting so comfortable in his room. He really needed a cold shower after your little show.  -Goodnight (Y/N). I'll sleep on the couch. You can get comfortable. -Are you crazyy ? You gonna leave me alone like this ? Let's sleep together~ -Come on (Y/N), you're a big girl. You could sleep alone for one night, would you ? Translation : I don't want to spend the whole night with a semi. And you're dangerously flirty, and I have wanted you for years and now I have to abstain.

-Pleaaaase. You said looking at him with puppy eyes. He rolled his eyes placing a hand in his hair. God.damn.it.

You won again. Like every time. * * *  You opened your eyes hardly next day, feeling something hard against your thigh. You looked at the ceiling

Oh...I am not in my room...Where the fuck am I ?

you turn around only to discover the embodiment of Adonis to your side. A light beam was lighting up Sabo's face. He looked like an angel as his beauty couldn't be that of a human.

Was he always this handsome ?

You didn't know, in fact, you have never had the occasion to wake up in his bed. Wait, in his bed ? This realization came slowly as your head was still foggy from yesterday's consumption.

You looked down, the thing that was pressing against your leg was indeed :

his thing.

You frowned, blushed, pulled away, put a hand on your lips repressing an internal scream, all of this in around three seconds. You then tried to calm down, telling yourself that it was very normal for a man to experience this kind of morning unconviniences, and that Sabo was a man, after all. Even if  you have always seen him as a bestfriend, he was still a man that is capable of physical attraction.

Now that this internal monologue was done with, you felt a bit calmer, but that didn't answer your question. You got out of bed, trying to recall what happened after going in the bar. And it came back. All of it. Without any mercy for your feelings.

You wanted the ground to swallow you whole. Your only wish was to disappear which meant : calling Nami. You headed out of the house, not even having the courage to face your bestfriend.

« Namiiiii -Uh ? What's the matter ? -I fucked up. I fucked up really bad. -Oh yeah ? Tell me about it. -Wait, why do you seem excited ? -O-oh I'm not excited. Come on tell me. What else could you have possibly done ? -I asked Sabo to fuck me. -Wait what ? You could hear Vivi ask Nami about what happened and her answering « She asked Sabo to fuck her ». -Nami ! Don't go on telling everyone about this. I'm on my way. -For starters, Vivi isn't « everyone », she's my girlfriend. And I'm here waiting for you to tell me what happened. -Wait, I'll come at your place. This can't be discussed over the phone. »

You hung up on her. Ten minutes later, you were at her place. Extremely confused. Nami was painting her nails bright red on the bed while Vivi was sitting comfortably on a chair. You let your whole body weight fall on a lounge pug, tourmented.  «-So tell me how you and Sabo ended up fucking. She emphasized the last word in a way that made you almost choke on air.  -We didn't actually. Nami and Vivi both sighed in a synchronized « Ah » of disappointment. -So hmm...I don't remember clearly. I was really drunk-- well that you're aware of and...And Sabo didn't want to leave me alone so we went to his place. Ace was at Thatch's so we were alone. We hugged and he comforted me. Then I started teasing him, and I don't know what I was thinking, but I kissed him, and then I asked him to fuck me. -Wow that escalated quickly. Said Nami as she continued painting her nails.

-Well, I was heartbroken, I needed something, someone, and he was there, and you know Sabo, he's a good guy ! I don't know what's worse, the fact that I asked him to fuck me or the fact that he said no.

-Oh god I'm so so sorry

- Nami please don't make things worse for me.

-No offense, but you're so dense. Sabo has always been into you. Do you want him, or do you not ? I know that going right into a relationship after a breakup is a bad idea. But honestly it's worth giving it a shot. He's a really good guy. Try dating someone nice for once.

-I don't know, he has something unsettling about him. Like « almost too good to be true » you know ? Added Vivi.

-Ohhh~ I see. Honestly, I always thought that he was a bit prude and hella vanilla. I mean, yes, he's my best friend. But he has never talked about girls to me or about sexual stuff. So I just assumed that. I never thought that he'd be packin' like that. You said as you popped a lollipop in your mouth.

-Ah ? Was it really that impressive ? asked Nami, genuinely curious.

-Yeah. On a scale from 0 to doflamingo he's a solid eight point seventy five. (*)

-Oh gosh. I understand why you're so worked up now.

-That's really...precise. Added Vivi, a bit horrified.

(*) [ The dear reader might need this clarification ; Doflamingo was Law's uncle, he sometimes came to pick him up after uni with his luxurious lamborghini. He wore extremely tight pants that left little to the imagination. And he was most known among your clique for having a nine incher. It was a running joke wether to know if Law got his uncle's genes. Needless to say that this joke wasn't to Law's taste. Now back to our adorable Y/N. ]

-So. I really don't know what to do. I am still heartbroken. -And horny. Added the ginger. -Yeah, that too. I'm afraid of ruining our friendship. -Listen dear, said Nami as she was closing the nail polish bottle, if you're not going for it, someone else would. And trust me, that girl Koala is upping her game. She's going to steal him right in front of your eyes, just like this - and she snapped her fingers. -Oh, and then, you can forget about being « best friends ». Said Vivi adding fuel to the fire. -Yeah, once he's gonna start dating, he won't have too much time for you-- and then, that Koala girl, my god, she seems extremely possessive ! -No way, your voice was detached, trying to act is if you weren't worried, Sabo has never dated any girl before.- -Yes but he seems to get along with that girl. And to be honest, she's kinda cute.

-Nami ! Vivi pinched her forearm playfully, pretending to be jealous.

-That hurt ! And don't be jealous, you know that you're my only one~

-Hmm...I prefer that. Vivi laughed. You started caughing reclaiming for their attention.

-Attention please ! We're discussing my dick-appointment here.

-Jesus you're really annoying, (Y/N), just go for it already.

-How much did he pay you to tell me this huh ?

-What ? He didn't pay me ! You're just always getting your heart broken. I'm just trying to be a good friend.

-Say that you are trying to get rid of her~ Jokes Vivi.

-Vivi, don't expose me like this- Nami plays along while laughing.

-I hate you girls ! You say as you throw a pillow on Nami. The ginger starts complaining that you messed her Nail polish, and the whole scene metamorphosed into a pillow fight.

* * *

You spent the whole day with the girls, chit-chatting about boys and girls and playing stupid games. You felt way more comfortable now, less ashamed. However, you were surprised because you didn't get a message from your bestfriend. You wondered wether he was mad at you, it wasn't in his habits.

You decided to message Ace [click for conversation] [ (Y/N) : Heyy amigo is Sabo ok ? Did he tell u smth abt yesterday ? Ace : Ouch, your hurting my feelings, </3 Only talking to me to ask about my brother~ Yea hes okay why tho ? (Y/N) : Ooo kay. He's home ? Ace : He is. Why don't u directly text him ? (Y/N) : Don't tell him I asked. Btw I didn't forget about those 10 bucks you « borrowed » from me. Give it back.] He didn't answer. You sighed and decided to go see Sabo to settle things down. It was the first time that you were embarrassed to see your best friend. You dressed up in a black skirt and t shirt. You didn't usually pay attention to your looks when you went to hang out at Sabo's, but you were really stressed out and what the girls have said about Koala made you scared of losing him. After all, you had some abandonment issues. You had to settle this down once and forever. You arrived at the guy's place, it was an apartment not so far from your own student flat. You knocked on the door and Ace opened : -Ohhh, (Y/N), he whistles, lookin' like a girl today huh ? -What are you implying you dumbass ? Where's Sabo ? -He's in his room with Koala.- -Wait what ? Koala ? What is she doing here ? Ace raised an eyebrow then said amused ; -I don't know, go ask him yourself. -You're useless as usual. -Always so sweet. You on your period or something ? -I didn't forget about my twenty bucks by the way. -I said I'm goin' to pay you back alright ? Now go talk to Sabo. You and Ace were always teasing each other in a brotherly way, but in reality, he really cared for you, it was just your usual way of communication. But it was true that knowing that Koala was in Sabo's room put you in a bad mood. You knocked on the door with a knot in your stomach. Did they start dating ? Was Sabo interested in her ? These ideas were torturing you. But why did you care anyways ? It was none of your business. He could date whoever he wants. You opened the door but there was only Sabo relaxing on his bed, still fully clothed. « - Sabo ?-Oh, (Y/N), what brings you here ? -Why ? Do I need a reason to see my best friend ? He sits on bed looking at you. He doesn't fail to notice your cute outfit, it was different from your usual sweatpants and hoodies, the way it complemented your figure was almost too much for him. Just that sight was driving him insane, but his face didn't betray his emotions, like always, he acted friendly, not an ounce of lust in his dark ebony eyes. You took place next to him. He smelled good, you thought. The same fresh minty smell as last time. Did he always smell this good ? -(Y/N) ?Huh ? Is everything okay ? His voice seemed concerned.He cared for you. And you had those stupid immature and posessive thoughts. Get a grip of yourself, (Y/N), you thought. -Oh yea-- wasn't Koala here ? Ace told me you were with her.

You tried so hard to act like you didn't care, but he knew you like the back of his hand. But still, he played along. -Hmm..Yes. She just left. I was going out as well. He says with a sweet smile, looking at his watch. You couldn't help but make a disappointed face. -But Sabo I wanted to - I'm really sorry (Y/N), let's talk later. He ruffles your hair and you close your eyes as he does so. You felt stressed out. What happened exactly ? You felt intimidated in his presence for the first time. You wanted him to stay and talk this out. It was a bit awkward for you now. You never thought too much. As he was going out of the room you held the fabric of his coat tight in your hand ; -Sabo- -Hum ? Need me to drop you somewhere ? -N-no. You let his sleeve go, realizing what you have just done, I'll stay a bit then go back home. Don't worry about me. -Alright then. See you later ? -Yeah. See ya. ]

You looked at Sabo go away and you followed him shortly after. Meanwhile Ace was sitting on the couch and watching some movies. You went back home and was quite tormented. It wasn't the right time to worry as you had your assignments and studies to deal with. On one hand, you didn't even have the time to think of your ex boyfriend and his cheating but on the other, you felt like you were let down by Sabo. But why ? He didn't do anything. He just found himself a new friend and a potential new girlfriend.

He didn't even talk about her, but why where you so upset by him meeting her ? After all, he had the right to date just like you always did.

A few days have passed and you didn't get the chance to talk to Sabo. Your exams were getting closer and closer and you didn't feel ready.

Usually, Sabo would help you with your assignments but you were too scared to ask. You realized how much you relied on him and how he has been always there for you.

Who were you exactly to him ?

Maybe you took him for granted.

As you were on your bed looking at the ceiling and trying to collect every drop of motivation in your system to study, you heard your phone ring. It was Sabo's ringtone ! ----- Tag list : @vemuabhi @chloe-abbacchio @mwls-garden @soanywaysistartedsimping If you wanna get tagged just ask for it :)

[tinalbion]

TINA MY BELOVED! all i’ve been able to think abt is what would happen if Spencer’s s/o walked in on him jerking off 🤔 maybe he thought they were gonna be gone all day, maybe he just wasn’t expecting them to be home as early as they were, but they walk into the bedroom and see; what then??? does our boy get embarrassed, does he keep going, does he ask for help??? i’m frothing stop the mouth!

(ps i def think part of my obsession w spencer is the fact his face claim is patrick wilson >:) there’s just something abt that man….anyways! i love you and hope you’re doing well!)

B, THANK YOU FOR SENDING THINGS IN ABOUT THE BOY! I've been meaning to write more about him and just some scenarios in general, so this will definitely help fuel that for me, so thank you!

But ooh boy, talk about giving me the best and most delicious imagine for him, oof. I hope you like it! Don't ever hesitate to send me messages or asks about him!

And omg yes, Patrick Wilson is one of my favorites and I just HAD to use him, it took me a while to settle on him but boy am I happy with it <3

》MINORS, DO NOT INTERACT《

If you and Spencer haven’t really shared any actual intimate moments together, he is an actual mess. He won’t really initiate something with you right off the bat only because he’s so used to pushing people away. He knows the face you’ll wear once you find out about him, he knows that to get attached is to suffer. So he’ll watch with keen interest but he couldn’t initiate something between you both, you’d have to take that step for him if you were so willing. Bonus points if you KNEW he was a killer and decided to stay, that gets him super hot and bothered.

So of course, if you haven’t taken that step yet, he’d get by with just his hands for now, he’d touch himself and recall a memory of you from earlier. He loved to think about the faces you’d make when you were so engrossed in something, lips parted, eyes focused. Passion was what drove him to you and it would be difficult to keep his hands to himself if he caught you doing the most mundane things. Being around you was one big challenge in itself because all he could think about was how you sounded, so how good would you sound whispering his name in the dark?

So one day after you had gone out shopping, running errands, whatever you decided on that day, he watches you leave and expects you back later in the evening, it would be enough time for him to prepare dinner and you’d come back without having to worry about it. He took this opportunity to finally allow himself to release all of the pent-up feelings he bottled up the past week, his thoughts only on you as he pictured you clearly in his mind and how fucking good you looked at any given moment. He took a shower and had felt relaxed as he leaned back into the pillows that he propped up and nestled into, his eyes fluttered closed and he let out a contented sigh.

His mind went to you and his hand snaked down beneath the towel, his hand still warm from the water, and he thought of your hand gliding up and down as he closed his eyes. He could hear your voice and how sweetly you spoke to him, he would envision you praising him and telling him how hard he was for you and that you loved to see him so submissive for you. If he had it bad enough, he wouldn't be rough unless you begged him to be, he would be as gentle with you as he could be while he'd take you anywhere in the house.

But what he didn't realize was that you had gotten everything finished so early today and you were pulling into the driveway, he was so lost in his fantasies that his strangled groan covered the sound of the car door shutting. You walked in without a care in the world, excited to surprise Spencer with an early lunch you'd picked up on your way home. What you didn't expect was to be greeted to an awkwardly silent house with no Spencer in sight. You weren't the type to call out for anyone in case someone was possibly in the house, you needed the element of surprise. Spencer taught you that.

Instead, you peeked around the bedroom door that was slightly ajar and saw Spencer doing something you'd never thought you'd see. He seemed so focused, his brows drawn together and his hand taking its time with trying to draw out his release, it was a deliciously hot sight and you stood there for a moment longer than you should have and watched him. When you finally decide to make yourself known, he panicked. Full-blown panic mode. You'd never seen him doing something like that and he wasn't sure how to react in this situation, you didn't seem appalled by his actions but he still raced to cover himself out of embarrassment.

"Oh God, I'm sorry, I didn't know you'd be home, and I, well I've just… I guess– I don't know… I'm sorry." His heart raced and he didn’t know what to do anymore, how could he have done something so stupid as to get caught like a hormonal teenager? He couldn't make eye contact, not at first, you'd have to pull his attention to you and offer him that sweet smile he loved so much.

"Spence, you know I don't mind that. All I wanted to know is, why wouldn't you ask me to help?"

If you did that, if you said anything like that, he'd melt into it and absolutely lose his shot over the idea. He would meet your eyes and stare at you as if you were the most amazing thing on the planet, a wonder he'd never thought he'd seek out. Offer to help him and that would build his confidence greatly, and make sure to add some praise in there, he's weak for it. He’d be putty in your hands from then on out as if he already wasn’t, but it comes with bonus benefits this time around.

Once this happened, Spencer would be more open with the way he would be feeling since you would be so open to him communicating this, and it definitely helped him open up more overall toward you since you seemed to be so comfortable with him.

BONUS: When discussing things you were into, he’d not really have many things he’s done, so maybe you could show him the ropes and discover new kinks along the way. The man is open to trying anything once ;)

[saintobio]

i always love the way you write, it really shows how much effort you put in your writing. and to add i also like the way you base it on reality and research about it. the way your fiction shows so much emotions that it also effects the reader, truly means that your work is outstanding. and the longer it takes you to upload a new fiction to your blog shows how much effort you put into it. i hope you rest well because you deserve it! ٩(˃̶͈̀௰˂̶͈́)و - 🦭

Anonymous said

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(Also, sorry if ponctuation and grammar feel kinda off, english is not my first language and, sometimes, it's still a struggle for me!!! :D)

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Anonymous said

please, your writings are sooo out of this world 😭

I remember preparing my heart and sanity to read "wastelands" after a few months before binge reading it (that time the series was still ongoing), I'm already in pain just by looking at the summary and I'm in absolute pain

Currently reading "underground fight club" hoho, your series are *chef's kiss*

Now, I'm preparing myself again to binge read the "sincerely not" series :') THANK YOU FOR the pain YOUR SERVICE! You're such a great writer!

@atsumusoup said

Hiiiii I just wanna say I love sincerely not so much it broke my heart but in a good yet unsettling yet amazing way 😭 thanks so much for all your hard work and although I don’t interact as much anymore watching your blog grow from remember forever to now it’s insane! I binge read the last four chapters of after my midterms and cried so harddddd

Your work literally sends me on rollercoasters and I get so excited to read them 🤩 can’t wait to see what u have I store next! Take care b! 💜

Anonymous said

Saint can I just tell you how much i love your series n the small details that you have put in? Because of you i realized that i have a birkins bag (it was given to me by my mother's boss 😫) and even so your story gave me motivation to learn more abt the business industry? Even the fashion industry also because that's how impactful your story is to me 😂 its funny because when you read sn you're not only reading you're learning too! so i admire your efforts in learning more abt this assigned field or topic even though you have had a hard time in this fic because everything came out well in the end and your dedication for this fic is unlike any others you're an author i aspire to be thank you very much love!! ❤❤

@captainchrisstan said

Saint, great chapter! Im so happy that i was in this adventure with you! What a rollercoaster! ❤️😭😭😭 cant wait 🥰

Anonymous said

me already crying b4 reading:

Saint, thank you for being such a genious and writing this masterpiece.

When I stumbled upon this fanfiction, I was crying and feeling like shit, thinking abt su*cide. I started to read thinking it would be one of those stories that s/n would be like those fragile FL, but I was wrong. Your main character was so original, never expected such a complex personality and how it's similar to reality, where people are like shades of grade, never only white or black.

I was so interested in this story that it became my motivation to continue living because it was one of the only things that would make my day. Your fanfiction saved me.

Thank you,

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i love love looove every single one of u !! thank you for loving sn and for looking forward to sy <33 all the happiness and pain we’ve shared bc of this series made me feel so connected with u guys aaaaa 🥺 i’m genuinely so grateful for the support and have been reading these messages for the past few weeks. i’m sorry it took me awhile to get back to all of u !!