#i took a break for a while (months 💀)

[saayatsumu]

guys i think my wife missed me during my hiatus

bonus: my bio doesn’t lie these two love me as much as i love them-

[cautious-soup]

Bully!Satoru Gojo x Fem!Reader

Part 1

CW//non-con, physical abuse, degredation, ooc Satoru Gojo in that he'd literally never do this 💀

Summary: After causing Satoru to lose his scholarship, your life is turned upside-down.

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Right now, you would do anything, literally anything, to undo what you did a month ago.

"There you go again," Satoru chides, his voice echoing in the empty restroom. It's late, hardly anyone is on campus to begin with, but your stomach turns with the anxiety of being caught like this, wrestled to the cold tile floor and pinned like an animal.

You struggle to keep your head turned away, but he grabs your jaw and forces you to meet his eyes.

"Thought I lost you there, you're about to miss the main event," Satoru says with sick excitement. You wince as he presses more of his weight onto you, forcing your knees back until they hit your chest. Seeing your cunt completely exposed, he grins.

"Woaho-ho, for someone begging me to stop you're sure doing an amazing waterfall impression,"

Reality crashes down on you in a sudden wave, and Satoru snorts, "Finally giving up? Sorry to break it to ya, but even plain girls like you can end up in situations like this,"

God, if only you hadn't done what you did—if only you'd never met this psycho.

Satoru has his hands braced on the backs of your thighs, keeping your knees against your chest. He feels the fight leave your body and laughs, "See? You finally get it, fighting's only gonna make this hurt more,"

Overwhelmed with giddiness, he lines his cock up with your entrance, "Buuuut, I still kinda want it to hurt, makes it more fun,"

More laughter as you scream from the pain of being so suddenly filled, the feeling leaves you breathless.

"Haah, let me tell you Y/N," Satoru leans down to whisper to you, "This isn't gonna get any better for you. No, but it'll get way better for me,"

You manage to breathe out, "I'll tell…everyone,"

"Oh no! you'll tell everyone?" Satoru gasps in mock terror, "Sorry but, I don't think anyone's gonna believe you. I mean, why would they? You're a total nobody,"

He pulls out most of the way, "And nobody cares what happens to a nobody," then slams back in, "That's what got you into this mess in the first place,"

Satoru takes more time to look at you as you scrub at your eyes, face balled up in pain. "Hm," he tilts his head, "It's funny, you're not my type at all and yet," he rolls his hips, "I'm super turned on right now,"

Satoru half groans half chuckles when he feels you clench around him and says, "Guess that makes two of us,"

He pulls out and slams back in again, and again. Each thrust rattles you, your fingers claw at the floor. As Satoru sets an even more unvforgiving pace, all you can think about is how this all started to begin with.

You'd just wanted coffee and quiet. The weather was nice, so you took a walk to the cafe across the street from the university.

Then he walked in, him and his dumbass friends, conversing loudly and talking over each other. You could tell they were the types who treated every day like a celebration, it was obnoxious.

You could see he was hot even from the other side of the cafe, but he was so out of your league you didn't bother staring. You weren't a window shopper.

He and his group quieted down for a little while, and you thought it was because common decency was beamed directly into their brains by a benevolent god.

Then, a shadow fell over your table. You looked up.

It was strange. He was even better looking up close, but something about him felt off to you. His eyes were too cold, and his grin was too wide—too knowing. You swallowed and asked, "Um, do you need something?"

"Yeah, yeah," his voice made you shiver, you held the cup of lukewarm coffee closer, "Uh, you're just…so pretty, nk," he tried, "I wanted to know if maybe we could, I dunno, go out?"

His smile tightened, bottom lip quivering like he was trying not to laugh.

And, well, you weren't an idiot.

All it took was one glance over his shoulder, a look at his snickering friends, one of whom was trying and failing to discreetly film everything, to figure out what was going on.

"Leave me alone," you muttered, standing from your chair and leaving.

"Aw come on—" he started, but you said, "Stop. I know what this is just, leave me alone please. I don't wanna be on your tiktok or whatever,"

Satoru's smile fell into a smirk, "Hm, ok, that's fair." he gave you a once over, "Well, at least you can tell when something's too good to be true,"

For some reason, that did it. In an instant, your coffee miraculously found itself out of your cup and soaking into Satoru's white hair.

His eyes were wide, even behind his dripping bangs, and they stared, unblinking, at you. You clutched your cup and booked it out of the cafe, ignoring the cackling coming from Satoru's friends.

You wanted to be stronger than that moment, but you felt your eyes burning as you got closer to your dorm. Once inside, you bit your lip to keep your roommate from hearing your sobs and cried yourself to sleep.

You thought that was the end of it.

Which was why you were surprised and horrified to find Satoru waiting outside of the entrance to your morning class two days later.

As it turns out, getting caught playing cruel pranks on people is a great way to lose your scholarship. Satoru found that out after he met you.

His parents were furious, naturally, and his allowance was cut down by more than half. All because of a girl who wasn't even cute—someone he wouldn't have looked twice at.

He could've blamed his friends who had the idea, the ones who decided to upload the video and let it get 2 million views. He could've blamed himself too, maybe.

But no, he blamed you.

Satoru gave you an ultimatum he thought was reasonable. You could talk to the dean and say the video was staged, or…well, he didn't bother saying; there were so many options.

"I thought you were smart," he'd said, rocking on his feet while looking down at you after you refused to go to the dean, "But I guess not."

Things of course went downhill from there.

Despite the video, Satoru's reputation remained largely intact.

He starts tame, waiting for you outside of your classes sometimes and staring at you as you leave. Then, he transfers into two of them, sitting next to you and doing everything in his power to make sure you can't pay attention.

Then, he starts following you, lightly shoving you and making you stumble, or just outright pushing you to the ground when nobody's around.

You knew it was a bad idea to take all of those late classes. You were walking back to your dorm in the dark too often—and now you had someone harassing to boot.

Satoru was already bold with his actions, given that nobody wanted (or cared) to notice.

It wasn't until you tried to fight back that things shifted.

You slapped Satoru square across the face one night on your walk back to your dorm, just walked up and did it.

The laugh that bubbled out of him had you stepping back, however.

You turned on your heel and sped away, but Satoru grabbed your shoulder and whirled you back around. He grabbed the collar of your shirt and pulled you up until your feet were barely touching the ground.

"What's the end here exactly?" he asked, "What do you actually think you can do to me?"

You were too frozen to speak, so he continued, "I mean, seriously, you're so weak, why bother? My offer still stands ya know,"

"I won't," You press out through your teeth, "A-assholes like you deserve to be knocked down a peg or two,"

"Knocked down or not I'm still above a nobody like you," Satoru sighed, like he was correcting a child.

He dropped you, and you fell to your knees.

"Fine,"

That was the threshold. 'Fine'. You'd crossed it without even knowing.

Satoru saw himself as a guy who just wanted to have fun, that was the long and short of it. And what was wrong with that? He hated vibe killers, people who were too negative, people who weren't exciting. Unfortunately, people like that were a dime a dozen—it was hard to find fun things to do.

But, with you, the possibilities were endless. You were fun, you were so much fun.

Satoru patted the side of your cheek, "Hey, come on, the least you can do is pay attention to me while I rape you yeah?"

You blink, and look up at him with hopeless eyes.

Satoru sighs wistfully, "Aaah, I'm having a fucking blast,"

Part 2

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A/N: Hello! This is my newest work in my jjk x reader series (?). I hope whoever reads this enjoys :)

[sky-casino]

baby daddy!oliver aiku

a lil drabble wherein you and oliver had a baby on accident... lol

you work as a waitress at the restaurant that the JP soccer team frequently goes to whenever they finish training or celebrate a win

aiku has been eyeing you for a while now, but you're just focused on work and was a bit aloof so you didn't notice

but one fateful night (lol), aiku was drunk and couldn't hold back anymore and started flirting with you. he asked you to take a break from work and sit next to him. given that the JP soccer team is popular and they're VIP/regulars at the restaurant, your boss told you to not refuse... and the rest is history lmao. you already know what happened 🤭

aiku never saw you again after that tho 🥺 he got busy with practices, games, and participating in blue lock. the next time he was able to visit the restaurant was after almost half a year. so he never saw you... until like 2 years later when he got a knock on the door of his condo unit LMAO

he saw you carrying a 1 year-old baby boy with hair and eyes colored in dark purple and green... 💜💚

he was too stunned to speak 😂 and all you could say at first was "may I come in?" lol

he couldn't even form the questions he wanted to ask, so you took it upon yourself to give the answers. you didn't tell him about the pregnancy cuz you knew that MF was a playboy 💀 you knew he wouldn't take responsibility 💀😭 so you just kept him out of it, decided to keep the baby, and raise him all on your own. you thought that all these would help you avoid stress.

aiku was still standing there wide-eyed lol.. so you continued

"so.. i know you're wondering why I'm here. don't worry, I didn't change my mind. I'm still gonna raise our son on my own. i'm not here to ask for child support or anything like that. i just need a place to stay in for 1 month as my new place is getting fixed. my lease in my old place is up and there are new occupants already, but my new unit is still not prepared. my family has disowned me due to the accidental pregnancy and none of my friends have extra space. so... yeah..."

you rambled on rather embarrassingly, hanging your head low as you finished

after like half a minute of silence, you heard aiku say "okay. sure."

you lifted your head in surprise, you didn't expect him to say yes quickly

days go by and while the atmosphere has a tinge of awkwardness, it wasn't too bad and both of you were quite comfortable in each other's presence. he leaves the apartment to you as he goes to work, and you have a work-from-home job which is perfect as you need to take care of the baby. you also took the initiative of cleaning aiku's condo unit. there's a certain feel of domesticity 🥹

sometimes, you would see aiku try to carry and play with your son. he's so awkward with it but it's endearing to see him try 🥹 cuz tbh you prepared for the worst, which is him not showing any interest in your son at all

(un) fortunately, you got a call from your new landlord saying that the renovation of your unit is facing delays. you told aiku about it and asked if you and the baby could stay for another month, to which he quickly agreed, "sure. no problem", with his signature lil ass smirk 😏😂

one night, aiku held a party at his unit. you know that he's keeping you and the baby a secret from everyone, and you had no problem with it. so his solution was to rent the empty unit next door for that day so you and the baby could stay there while his friends and associates are partying in his place.

as the party was going on, aiku sneakily checked in on you and your son to see if you need anything or if there's any problem. you smiled and said that it's all good. he wanted to stay a bit more but his friends would get suspicious if he's gone for long, they didn't even know where he went lol 😂 so he left soon after but given that he's quite tipsy already, he failed to close the door properly, which you didn't notice

a drunk sendou saw where aiku came from and asked why he was in the next unit. aiku just waved him off and said that he's seeing things. aiku thought sendou believed him and walked away, unaware that sendou went to the next unit... and pushed the door clumsily, swinging it open, scaring you.

sendou asked loudly and drunkenly "why does that baby look exactly like aiku??!! 😱"... he asked it twice or thrice and you just stood there shocked

aiku and the people in the party next door went to your unit... and that's how word got out that aiku is officially a dad 💀😂 fucking sendou lmao

even though aiku and his teammates were hungover the next morning and weren't supposed to go to work, they still did because the JFU manager and PR staff required them to do so lol

they crafted a careful plan on how to handle the situation

they decided to keep the whole thing under wraps for as long as possible, and in case it still gets leaked, then they would just release a statement that aiku is taking responsibility of the child and mother by giving child support, etc.

aiku disagreed, declaring that he wants to reveal the truth now.. the truth that he's living with you and your son. and that the two of you are trying to work things out so you could stay together as a family

everyone was shookt af lmao. like, is this the Oliver Aiku they've known all this time??? 😂

but he had to make a disclaimer that you’re still unaware of his suggested plan, so he told everyone that he had to consult you first and that it will all depend on your decision. if you agree to work things out with him, then aiku himself will release a statement. but if you don't want to be involved with him, then the original plan of JFU and the PR team will be followed

that evening, you and aiku had a deep and serious discussion, about the present and the future, about your son together.

tbh, you were surprised that he wants to work things out with you, that he wants to be a family with you and your baby boy. you admitted that you're scared because given his track record of being a ladies' man, he might suddenly change his mind down the line or cheat on you. you’re afraid of his probable infidelity.

but aiku assured you that he wants you, he even said that he tried to find you again a couple of times 2 years ago, but with no luck. he admitted that never happened before. him? wanting to see and be with a girl for a second time?? fucking unheard of lol. until you 🥹

he knew that if he hides you or lies about you and your baby together, he would lose you forever. even tho you were fine being a secret, he knew you deserve better. he truly loves you and doesn't want to let you go.

you ended up not moving to your new unit at all as aiku bought a bigger place for your family of three, which he intends to grow in the future lmao he wants to make a lil soccer team and you told him that no way in hell you'll give birth 10 more times! 😂

JFU and PR team were worried about the backlash that aiku will get for suddenly having a family. but backlash where? fans and the general public are so supportive of you!

headlines like "JP SOCCER TEAM CAPTAIN FINALLY SETTLES DOWN!" were all over the news lol and the fans are happy for aiku as he ends his fuckboi days 💀😂

the two of you got married a year later. it was a small and intimate ceremony, with sendou as the best man of course😂

[sordidmusings]

How to Break Rules (Sir Crocodile x Reader)

Art by xuchuan25 on x!

TUMBLR ATE THE FUCKING ASK WHEN I SAVED IT AS A DRAFT 🙃 luckily I had it saved in my doc and it was anon so they wouldn't have been notified anyway

Anon Ask: Crocodile doesn't seem like the type to kiss during sex unless he's down bad. Maybe he starts a casual relationship with a strict "no kissing on the lips" rule but anywhere else is fair game. It's fun to think of the different ways a possible "first kiss" could happen when he's already rawed you lol and the different reactions if he initiates it or you do and whether it's spur of the moment or calculated.

A/N: OOOOOOOOOO love this and have actually come across this in my own travails haha as someone who loves service, there is such a rush in being told “you can kiss me anywhere but my lips; you have to earn that” 😩 Like it’s just dangling that fruit of how much of a rush it’ll be when you earn the right, when you’re told you’ve been so good for so long. It is also kind of a wild and intense dynamic to be in to have done So Much Stuff but not a simple kiss 💀💀💀

I will also say that I have a WIP smut request in this vein that has been FIGHTING ME FOR MONTHS 🥲 except it’s reader who has put down the rule of “no kissing” and the reason is because love is a requirement for it. Hoping this exercise helps get more flowing for continuing that beloved behemoth 🙏🏻 Ficlets and thoughts in bulleted form below! They get longer as they go because that’s what tends to happen for me lol

Word Count: ~3k total over a few scenarios and such

Warnings: brief allusions to sex but nothing nsfw, gn!reader, not actually unrequited love, a few flavors of reader personality, from very bratty to docile, for dynamic variety 🤌🏻, jealousy/possessiveness

Goodies below the cut - dig in (‘∀’●)♡

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At first I was a bit clinical in my brainstorming of this, more stuck on the grid of who does it to who 

He kisses you

Involuntarily

Poor croc is finally at his limit in keeping his lips from yours and being so deep in indulging in all the rest of you is his undoing. Every piece of you feels so good even though every moment with you is agony - agony from having you but not all of you, being with each other but not belonging to each other. He was Tantalus and you were his fruit and drink, always slipping just past his fingertips. If he could taste you, share your breaths, feel your voice, then maybe he’d finally stop wasting away. 

On purpose

You’ve been vexing him with your teasing, always gifting him the touch of your soft lips everywhere but his own. He didn’t want to be the one to fold on his own rule, but no matter how loose he got your mind, how far you were from forming words, how pliant and placating, you’d kiss him and kiss him and kiss him but never his lips. It didn’t matter if he hovered his own over yours close enough to taste your voice on the air, you’d never push forward. It was maddening. 

One day he finally barks at you after you turn your face away, “Why do you always run?” 

You answer, confused and honest, “You told me I wasn’t allowed.” 

The response is a hook at your neck, pulling you closer; a hand in your hair, cradling you; a mouth on your own, consuming you.

A promise to you that you’re truly his

This Sir Croc warms more to the idea of you being his with no qualms stemming from his own pride. 

It took a long while, but your home in Croc’s life was built brick by brick, sure and steady and obvious. He noticed it and kept an eye on it like he did with everything, but he did not reject nor rush it. No, it was inevitable beyond his will, the way you slipped into his head and chest and nested there. No stubbornness would stop the way it warmed him. No clinging would allow you deeper into a space that was always meant to be yours. As he first noticed the foundation you’d set, saw the promise of his future in your care and vision, he knew he was meant to exist next to you. 

He waited for this understanding to sink in you too. It never did. 

No matter his well-thought gifts, steadfast support, or opulent compliments, you never pressed to take more promises from him than he offered himself, never set to make claim to him outside of closed doors. He knew he had to change that. 

The thought possesses him the next time he brings you around with him and someone has the gaul to approach you. They ask about why Croc keeps you so close to see if they had a chance to stick to your side instead. That won’t do. 

Croc stalks over quickly, seeping dominance but not quite aggression. When he gets to you, he places a weighty hand on your right shoulder and leans over the left, fully encasing you in his presence. 

All the other man sees is the threat leaning over your shoulder and he scatters before you can finish saying “-my boss.”

Much happier with Croc surrounding you, you lean back into his warm chest. A low chuckle plays with the hair around your ear, causing you to shiver in delight.

“A boss? Is that all I am to you?” There’s a teasing lilt to his deep voice, one steeped in deep fondness.

“Of course not,” you assure. He guides you to turn with his hook under your chin, letting his fingers tickle the back of your neck to your other shoulder as you spin to face him. The smile on your lips is easy and familiar and softens Croc into clay, ready and happy to be molded into whatever you want. Yet you always just ease him back into his own shape, each time with fewer cracks and dents, waiting for him to be as solid as he’d like for when he enters the kiln.

“Then tell me, dear,” his voice is as warm and rich as the purple of his eyes. He pulls his cigar from his lips with two fingers. You watch his lips as he speaks. “What am I?”

Before the falter in your smile can fully steal it away, Croc slips forward to taste it on your lips. You freeze and Croc snakes his hook behind your neck to pull you forward, but by the time it gets there you’re already pressing into him. You’d never forgive yourself if you didn’t savor the feeling of finally belonging fully to each other.

You kiss him

Power Move

Sir Croc never seemed able to control you and he loved and loathed it in equal parts. It’s one of the reasons he sought you in the first place. You knew exactly when to push and when to follow, when to challenge and when to submit. It was a very rare day when you genuinely got on his nerves.

Today is a very rare day.

You’re clearly upset with Sir Croc - not leaning into his affection, barely answering his attempts at conversation, unwilling to look at his face for more than a second. More than anything you refuse to tell him what’s wrong.

Now, you’re not doing it just to piss him off; you don’t feel quite allowed to be upset about the issue so you don’t want to share. You don’t want to have an attitude but every time you see him it reminds you of the realization that you’d do anything for him. Worse than that, that thought was immediately followed by the Knowing that you aren’t his and the uncertainty that you ever will be.

Right now, you feel like you’re not his to have, but his to use.

Though, he does give you special treatment. He lets you closer to him than any others, treats you with gentleness except when you corner him into using a firm hand. He’s never even used his power over you when it’s not for play and pleasure. Except for one little rule.

No kissing on the lips. 

You thought you’d earn it months ago. You’ve earned everything else, every sweet treatment and treasure you could think of will be yours if you ask it of him. He’s come to spoil you even more rotten than a queen with her fat lap dog, and yet you’ve not gotten a single kiss to the lips.

It’s begun to feel like he’s keeping it from you to let you know he’ll never fully give himself to you because he never fully intended to keep you. And it hurts.

And now he’s mad because you’re mad but you can’t tell him why you’re mad and the whole thing is maddening.

You watch him knock the ash off his dwindling cigar into the ornate ceramic tray on his desk. The heavy sigh accompanying it annoys you. Why is he the one sighing?

Oh, now he’s rubbing at his temple. He thinks he’s frustrated? You’ll show him frustration.

“Should I go?” You ask, peeking at him from the corner of your narrowed eyes.

“Do you want to go?” Croc rebuts, sounding confounded and at the end of his rope.

You eye him unhappily. 

Instead of responding, you stand up from the leather sofa across from his grand desk. It’s a decent distance, two chairs to its sides are placed closer, but of course you chose to sit away from him today. It’s to your advantage now; you need space for your next move.

You make your way to him slowly, swerving your hips smoothly the way he likes and adding a teeny bit of weight to each step - both to be closer to stomping and to have the motion give a slight bounce to all the soft parts of you for him to watch.

And watch he does - his face melts into the hungry admiration he saves for you, albeit still a bit guarded. 

When you get to his desk, instead of addressing him you gracefully gather the papers spread across it into your hands. You take a moment to pretend to scan through and consider them, only to frisbee them onto one of the chairs.

Croc’s eyes turn sharp and burning.

“Brat-” he cuts himself off, looking at your face and picking up that you’re having even less fun than he is. He sucks in a tense breath and hisses it back out. Let’s try that again.

“Am I working too much and you need more attention? Is that why you’re having a fit?”

Good enough.

“If I was having a fit, the whole base would know,” you bite back at him.

Instead of arguing or redirecting, Sir Croc settles on watching you. Nothing’s worked, so he’ll just allow you to take this wherever it’s headed.

You plant your palms on his desk and let the quiet linger. He lets you lean into his space and stare him down. He’s unsure what you’re looking for and honestly so are you. You’re unsure if you find it but you do find some fortitude in the settling air. You finally speak up.

“Do you remember the rule you set when we started this…” your eyes flit around, searching for the right word, “agreement?”

“No kissing on the lips unti-”

Your hand is fisted in his shirt, your lips are warm and insistent against his.

You expect anger, pulling back, or even shoving hands. Instead, Croc is scrambling out of his seat, careful to keep your lips locked, and helping you to clamber over the desk towards him with a greedy grip. You won’t be free from his taste or hold the whole night through. Now that they’ve had you, they’ll haunt you all your days, keeping him alive with each time they possess you.

You sneak your way into it

Sir Crocodile doesn’t get to enjoy late risings often. That’s why he makes sure to wring them of all they’re worth, and that’s only become better with you there. 

Knowing that the morning lacked a rude awakening, you both indulged in a night of the senses - seeing the sights, hearing live music, eating and drinking with abandon before coming home to get your fill of each other in all five senses, especially touch.

As Sir Croc comes back to his body, floating from the abyss of sleep one breath at a time, he finds his sense of touch being coaxed and teased. Gentle fingers brush across his skin along familiar trails made to map and admire his large form. They round over muscles, press into places of softness, tickle at the sensitive skin of his wrist, his blunted forearm, his hips, his neck.

The touches all feel so full of adoration and something else he’s felt more and more from you. He’s finding it harder and harder to ignore, especially because he’s used to adoration and there’s something different in yours - something softer, gentler, surer. Something he is sure by now is genuine love.

Each time it comes out he lets it wash over him as best he can without solidifying its bond. After all, this was never meant to be love.

But feeling your affection made it impossible to ignore how much better life would be if he always woke up with you.

Sir Croc encourages more of your touches, following them where he could and bedding his cheek into the top of your head. You happily snuggle deeper against him and his heart leaps.

Knowing he’s awake, you begin placing sweet kisses against his skin, teasing at the edge of his trimmed chest hair. He lets out a long breath with the undertone of a content groan rumbling through it. You smile against the plush of his pec, happy he’s still fuzzy from sleep and primed for your plot

Your lips trail and massage higher, over clavicle and to neck. He tilts his jaw away to give you free reign of the sensitive skin from his throat to his ear. Your thigh mimics the rising of your lips, trailing slow and tender over Croc’s front until it brushes from his thigh to his stomach. The rise and fall with his breathing is calming under you and the steadiness made it easier to notice when his breathing hitched and his muscles twitched against you.

His hand returned your affection mindlessly, simply following whatever instinct compelled him. Mostly it trailed from the nape of your neck to your hip and back, taking small moments to press you closer when he didn’t want one of your kisses to move quite yet.

Everything was deep breaths echoing against skin, the comforting pressure of bodies melding wherever you touched, the dance of give and take with affection. Each place you pushed your love, Croc opened himself to feel more of it, even when you left his shoulder chest and neck to explore his scarred cheek

He doesn’t even hesitate to let you near when you first trail the tip of your nose over the strong angle cut by his jaw. The barely there stubble blended to a moment of pure softness before being interrupted by the ridges of his scar

Croc is fully and willingly enchanted by your soft and smooth actions. He couldn’t bear to make you stop, couldn’t care for any pretense or boundary of his it would break so long as you don’t stop touching him so sweetly. His whole body feels light and alive and he’s struck with the realization that he’s as in deep as you are.

You place your first kiss to his face on his scar where it cuts across his cheekbone. He presses just a millimeter deeper into the plush of your lips

You follow the path of the scar, feeling his lashes tickle the tip of your nose on your way. All the while Croc keeps his languid caresses going on your skin, still lulled by recent sleep and the comfort of your touch and warmth and the want for more.

When you get to the bridge of his nose, you break contact to press your foreheads together. His hand slips up your back to rest at the back of your neck, holding you to him. You bump your nose on his and he bumps back. You tilt to leave a kiss on his cheek. His finger tail up to softly scratch at the base of your skull. You smile against him and feel his own cheek rise momentarily against you.

Sir Crocodile feels more free of thought and obligation than he has in years. Your slow acts of worship have brought out a peace in him that he’s rarely known. There is no rush or push, just a calmness and sureness that this is where he should be and how he should feel. That you both belong here.

And then something changes when you kiss right outside the corner of his lip.

He is left wanting.

You linger at the spot before moving just barely away and coming back just a hair closer to his own lips.

Each near miss felt unnatural and unsatiating, quickening his heart and breath in his discomfort and discontent. The hand at your head goes from caressing to holding, urging you to stop fleeing and teasing.

You smile again against him and this time there’s no mirrored grin from him; he’s falling too quickly into a pit of need, one he didn’t notice you digging with every caress and kiss.

You tease  your lips to the corner of his, planning to press more firmly directly on target, but his hand grips you firmly and he’s turning and insistent lips slot hungrily against yours.

You gasp in delight while he shudders out a breath he’s been holding since he met you.

Then I had a better angle come to me by remembering a basic writing preference, that the circumstances around the kiss - the ‘why’ not just the ‘what’ are much better for generating a scene, luckily in the above I think I amended that mistake when I went into more detail! (keeping these more to the stream I originally wrote them in cuz I fear I went on too long above LOL)

He kisses you after fearing for your safety

He kisses you for fear you’ll leave

You kiss him in anger, wanting to prove you’re worthy

He kisses you while you sleep, too afraid for you to know the hold you’ve had on him all along

He kisses you to soothe you, pull you from your fears and sorrows to just float with him in your little bubble away from all the hurts of the world, held aloft by sensation and need and affection

He kisses you to possess you, someone else coming too close and needing the message

You kiss him in joy, ignoring all the dirt and grime that came back with him from Impel Down

You kiss him with a sorrowful heart, needing to comfort the man who was larger than life now sat sadly before you bare of all, even his golden hook and ego

You kiss each other, your lips had sweetly made their way up his neck and across that strong jaw, coming to rest unsure right at the corner of his lips, your shaky breathes puff sweetly across his cheek as he tilts his head to rest temple to forehead, the turn to face you fully is slow and caressing, his own breath coming to mingle with yours, your noses bushing gently. The barest tilt of his head has your lax lips tentatively brush his, just the faintest tickle of skin on skin. A shaky exhale - his or yours you’re not sure - and your lips press more surely, first easing in like the first step into dark waters before you both succumb to diving under. A fierce grip slips to the nape of your neck, endlessly dragging you closer

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Thank you for reading and thank you anon for your ask 💜 I'm gonna be better at getting back to the others (life was being life lol) and up next I have some comfort fics and x marine reader! And perhaps a little filth 👌🏻

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i need a very angsty/light fluff with spencer to i can see you by taylor. i love your writing sososo much 💗💗

A/N: I'm not sure I got any light fluff in there but I certainly did make it angst 💀 thank you for the request 💗

W/C: 1.7k

Summary: Six months into your secret relationship, you're beginning to think that maybe Spencer doesn't love you the way you love him

Warnings: toxic relationship, Spencer is an ass and then he's kinda really intense. Inspired by:

Here's my masterlist, and I'm currently working on a request challenge, so feel free to check that out too! 💗

Six months of dating was about as long as you could stand before you knew that it wasn’t going anywhere if things didn’t change. 

At first, you’d been on board with Spencer’s suggestion to keep your relationship secret for the first few weeks of dating. It made sense with you both working at the same place and on the same team, and you didn’t want to change the group dynamic. But weeks turned into months, and six months was a long time to wait for public recognition of a relationship that could be so much more than secret looks in the hallways and weekends wrapped up in each other. 

Everytime he brushed you off whilst at work, you felt part of your heart cracking. The first time he’d done it was only days after your mutual confessions. You’d been alone in a police precinct on some case or the other, and, needing a moment to process your emotions, you grabbed his hand for support. He’d pulled his from your grip quickly, doing his best not to make the sudden movements, and if was like your world was crashing down on you. You’d confronted him that night in his hotel room, and he’d blown you off again. 

“Y/N, we promised that this would stay between us for now. I’m sorry that I can’t be like other partners, and that I can’t give you what you need right now, but we can’t do… we can’t hold hands or kiss or seem any closer than we usually are to the others, okay?” He’d seemed so stressed you’d given in and backed down, but his words still stung. 

Months of the same scenarios repeating themselves felt like purgatory though, and you knew that you needed to either cut him loose or make him confess to the others. 

You hadn’t reached your tipping point when he’d got shot in the neck and forced you to stand on the sides. Just watching while other agents, agents who had known him longer, sure, but didn’t know how he felt, how he tasted, how his scent was enough to drive you crazy, fawned over him. They didn’t know that you would be so lost without him that you’d have gone insane if that bullet was in a different position. They didn’t know, and he didn’t care. He’d checked up on you in private, of course, but only when he was discharged. 

“Spencer, what would you have done if that had been me?” you asked him, when he questioned you. He stood staring at you for a minute, really taking the time to think about the words, think about the scenario you’d just asked him to recreate in his mind. You’d fallen for him because he was so goddamned thoughtful, because he always took the time to think and find the correct answer when he was talking to you. 

You wished then that he’d answered quicker. That it would have taken him less time to say that he would have been inconsolable, that he would’ve been lost without you, that he didn’t want to think about that ever happening at all. 

He didn’t say any of those things. 

“I’d do what you did. I’d have managed.” You’d wanted to scream at him then, but you didn’t. You just climbed into bed beside him and wrapped your arms around him as tightly as you could without hurting him. You fell asleep to the image of him being shot playing over and over again. 

That had been three months into your relationship, and now with three more months of stolen kisses and antipathy, you’d reached your breaking point. Maybe it was the tension in the office from the latest case, maybe it was the detective openly flirting with you, but you certainly couldn’t control the explosion that had been brewing all this time. 

From the beginning of the week, the lead detective on your case had been making it clear and obvious that he wanted to take you out. He was showing such obvious and tempting advances that even members of your team were approaching you in private to ask you to consider. It was hard to explain to Emily and Morgan that you weren’t interested in the man, and when even Garcia started encouraging you on a phone call to go after “Detective Dreamy,” you’d almost burst into tears. 

Because throughout the advances, the obvious flirtation and the team banter, your boyfriend had not said a word either way. You weren’t sure what you actually wanted from him, because when he finally did say something, it was like he chose all the wrong words and strung them together in a sentence. 

“So how are you enjoying all the attention from Detective McDermot?” he’d asked casually, not glancing up from the pile of documents he was scanning. 

“What the hell is wrong with you, Reid?” you snapped. He looked at you in shock, completely oblivious that he’d said anything wrong. 

“Aren’t you jealous? Isn’t there some part of you that wants to let him know that I’m taken?” the tears were filling your eyes in rage, and you angrily swiped them away before they fell, not wanting him to use them against you. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realise that it was so upsetting to you. Do you want me to say something to him?” 

“Do you want to say something to him? Because it only matters if you actually want to do it.” 

“Y/N, that doesn’t even make sense.” 

“We’re at work, Reid, you’d do well to remember that. In this office, it’s Agent Y/L/N, right?” you grabbed the file you were working on and left the room, but you weren’t getting away from him that easily. 

“Y/N- Agent Y/L/N, wait,” he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into the nearest storage closet. 

“We promised each other, we promised that we wouldn’t tell anyone for a while, why are you being like this?” He still had a strong grip on your wrist and the intimate size of the storage closet had forced you together, his body pushing against yours. 

“What would you do? What would you do if I went out there and said I’d go on a date with him? Because right now, I’m getting concerned looks thrown at me by every member of the team because there must be something wrong with me if I’m turning him down.” The bitterness of your tone took him by surprise. 

“Don’t do that, for gods sake, do not do that Y/N.” 

“Give me one good reason. Scratch that, give me one explanation that I can give to get everyone off my back.” You pulled your wrist from his grip now, but he countered by grabbing your hips roughly and forcing you back into the wall, pinning you there. You couldn’t move, and you didn’t want to, intent on hearing his reply. 

“You’re mine,” he said it so quietly that had you not been pressed up against the entire length of him, you wouldn’t have heard it. You let out a little giggle at his words. 

“Fuck, Spencer, is that it? I’m yours?” you shook your head a little as his grip on you tightened, his head leaning down, forehead resting against yours as you shared in each breath he took in and let out. 

“I can see that you don’t want to be in a public relationship with me, Spencer. You don’t want to tell people about us, and that’s… that’s going to have to be enough for me, but I’m not sure how long it’s going to be enough.” 

“You don’t want to be with me anymore?” he asked after a minute, taking the time to calm himself before continuing. 

“No, God, Spencer, I love you so fucking much, that is not the issue here.” 

“Then what is? Because from where I’m standing, you’ve just suggested leaving me, leaving this.” 

“You are so fucking self-possessed sometimes,” the words would probably have cut deeper had his lips not been mere centimeters from your own. “I’ll be clear. I love you and I want other people to know that I love you, and that maybe you love me, too.” 

“But we talked about this before at the start-” 

“And that was six months ago, Spencer. I need more now. And I’m honestly a little hurt that you don’t want more now.” 

“I don’t want more?” He seemed genuinely surprised by the suggestion, and the hurt in his eyes stung for the few seconds he let it linger there. Instead of using his words to explain himself, he finally closed the gap between the two of you, pressing his lips into yours fervently. 

The kiss was angry, hot. It was the feeling of being deep in an argument and knowing that you still had to fight your way out. Your lips clashed, your mouths opened and your tongues began fighting for dominance as he attempted to push his way inside of you, to make you feel the strength of his emotions that he clearly couldn’t talk through. 

After a minute, you pushed him away, panting hard. 

“I want more and more of you by the second. I want to wrap you up and possess you, I want to make it so that no one else can even look at you, I want to make it that I am the only person on this planet that can see you, and everytime I think that, I get so scared.” He spits each word at you, still lost in the venom of the moment. 

“We fight monsters everyday, and each moment I spend with you, I feel like I can understand them more and more, because I think of you the same way they think about their victims. Does that not terrify you?” 

You let your hands trail up his body and into his hair as he talks, feeling vindicated now that he is finally spilling his guts to you.

“So yes, our relationship is private, because if I got the opportunity to possess you in public, I do not know what I would do to anyone who looked at you, even if they are our closest friends.” He dropped his forehead to yours again, somehow heavier this time. 

“You’re mine.” 

You stood there, still for a minute gathering your thoughts before you spoke again. 

“Are you going to tell them or not?” you breathed out, lowly, doing your best to not let your emotions get the better of you. 

“We’ve been arguing in this closet for five minutes and twenty eight seconds, Y/N. If they’re good at their jobs, I won’t have to tell them.” 

[base0h]

Yo I got this idea from your pickle fic you did a couple months ago.

Monster trio,law and kidd super gluing a pickle jar and ask their s/o to open it and to their surprise their s/o opens it without any problems

I love your crack fics so much

Please and ty

a/n - I’m so glad you like my humor because sometimes I feel like I’m so unfunny 😂💜 oml kidd would break the jar (also I can’t fit all of the characters so I had to omit Sanji 😭😭)

Warnings ⚠️ - I bully Kidd, crack, g/n reader

- Bro thought that maybe he could troll you back since he couldn’t open the pickle jar a couple days ago (he’s still depressed, so no one talks about it) y’all just pretend it never happened

- zoro: hah! Remember that time when you couldn’t open the-

- everyone: SHUT THE FUCK UP.

- luffy: huh?

- poor zoro 💀 he didn’t know he wasn’t supposed to talk about it since they left him at the previous island

- He was all tightening the pickle jar with the glue, giggling and kicking his feet just imagining you not being able to open it like him, so you’d be embarrassed like him. (He’s evil, beware)

- he skipped over to you and handed you a pickle jar, “Hey y/n, can you open it for me while I go grab something to eat?”

- you nodded, grabbing the pickle jar and opening it with ease. Huh, that’s weird, why would Luffy ask you to open it?

- he had such a big mischievous grin when he came back and then when he saw the pickle jar sitting next to you, the cap right next to it, oml he freaked out

- “HUH? HOW DID YOU OPEN IT-?!”

- “What do you mean? It was super loose.”

- ….

- nah he’s dead now watch him go sob in the corner

- man was sobbing for about an hour or two before Sanji was able to feed him some meat to make him stop crying. Has ptsd with pickle jars now- and you felt bad so you gave him a jar for him to open (you could’ve opened it but you wanted to make him feel tough and strong 💜💜)

- “Luffy, I just can’t open this thing, can you open it?”

- The way his eyes lit up and he just RAN to help you, “MHM! Sure!”

- opened it without a problem and puffed his chest out, crossing his arms, “Shishishi~ I’m strong!!!!”

- “You’re the strongest captain ever! King of the pirates! Roger wishes he was you!!!” -you

- He was giggling, flexing his muscles and all lmfao

- man Luffy is lucky to have you as his personal best cheerleader 💜💜😭

- oh nah, the prank you did on him did not end well 💀 man literally blew up and poor killer had to just sit there in the midst of his explosion (his mental health was harmed in the process of this)

- things chilled out after you managed to give him a hug and some cuddles and coaching him through calming breaths (he does yoga to relax you can’t convince me otherwise)

- Kidd the yogi 💀💀💀

- So he decided that it’d be absolutely hilarious to do the same pickle jar prank on you bec he’s an asshole and a dumbass

- Idk how he did it, but he spent all night formulating and researching which glue was the best until he just decided to weld it shut

- “Kidd what are you doing?” -killer

- “Go to bed killer.”

- stfu Kidd don’t be mean to your best friend 💀

- fast forward to the time of the prank, he handed you the jar with a literal shit eating grin on his face, bro could not stop giggling (sounds like a fucking clown. And I don’t mean in a good way.)

- “Why are you giggling..?” -you

- “No reason >:)”

- You opened it, continuing to watch your show on the tv, handing it back to him. There was a moment of silence that lasted about 5 minutes. He was not moving, blinking, nor breathing for that matter. Killer walked by the room, and took a picture before walking away 💀

- man just started yelling outta nowhere, scaring the literal shit out of you

- “WHAT THE FUCKING HELL?!” -Kidd

- “WHAT THE FUCK KIDD?!” -you

- “HOW DID YOU FUCKING OPEN IT?”

- “IT WAS FUCKING LOOSE.”

- “WHAT DO YOU MEAN I WELDED THE FUCKIN THING SHUT!”

- “…..”

- “Why the fuck did you weld it shut you dumbass?” -you

- he beat you up (correction) you beat him up for even trying to beat you up

- he didn’t seem that affected by your prank earlier but trust me, he’s crying on the inside, praying to corazon and asking: why tf am I so fucking weak

- after you told him it was just a joke he was pretty mad and ignored you for about a day (before he just couldn’t ignore the love of his life anymore😂)

- but yeah lesson learned, don’t do it again

- well he thought it’d be funny to do it to you since it made him so irritated (he will not admit that and will tell you that Bepo made him do it or something like that)

- the hardest part for him was asking you for help because anytime he does you get all smirky and say: “ooooo you need my help??? 😏”

- “never mind I don’t.”

- “NO- IM SORRY ILL HELP!”

- so yeah he was a bit nervous about asking you- but he had to do it lmao

- “Y/n-ya, can you open this for me?”

- “Sure.”

- you literally opened it in seconds, you didn’t even struggle.

what the fuck?

- “Y/n. How did you open that?..”

- “It was loose, did you loosen it?”

- “…….I’m gonna go to bed now.”

- “it’s 2pm!”

- “I’m. Going. To. Bed.”

- went straight to his computer to look up

- “Is my s/o a demon?”

- “what is the strength level for opening glued shut pickle jar”

- “911 marine hq”

- “counseling hotline”

- “can glue expire?”

- “am I weak?”

- Zoro was still pretty mad that he couldn’t open the jar last time, so he’s added, “opening pickle jars for y/n, 20 reps, 2 sets, give pickles to Luffy.”

- his workout page looks like a Barbie notebook you cannot tell me otherwise

- everything is pink and neon green 💀

- anyway, mayyyyybe Luffy convinced him to do the same prank on you because Luffy kept laughing at him about it, poor moss head’s self esteem was a bit low now 😭

- So he grabbed a jar, glued the damn thing shut and went over to you (took a while because he could not find you)

- “hey y/n. Can you open this for me? I’m gonna go train.”

- “Sure.”

- he hid behind the corner, watching as you took the jar and paused, continuing to read your book before opening it with ease, putting it back on the table next to you

- man was flabbergasted.

- how the actual fuck did you do that?????

- “Zoro??? What do you want me to do with the jar?!” -you

- His plan to hide out behind the corner was ruined the moment Luffy came over and fucking said hello to him

- “Oh hey zoro!! Whatcha doin?”

- “SHUT UP!”

- “huh?”

- You turned around to see Zoro trying to shut up poor Luffy who literally wanted to just say hi 😭

- “Zoro what are you doing?? I opened the jar, is it for Sanji’s meal?”

- “….Yeah just- give it to him.”

- he looked sad, it was painful for your heart

- imagine getting stabbed, then reading something sad, listening to sad music, and then realizing. You’re sad.

- that is what this felt like

- you tried your best to comfort him (even though you didn’t know why he was sad) so you watched him train and you sat on his back while he did pushups. Seemed to make the poor guy feel better, but you still didn’t know why he was so sad in the first place :’)

a/n - poor zoro

[hoe-days]

Oooh you mention how it be different with Stanley if childhood friend? Would that also change the relationship if it was both of them? Because Xeno & Stanley were tied to the hip when they were younger, so I imagine s/o would be too

I’ve been waiting on someone to comment on that part😏

SO. If their s/o is someone they’ve already known for a long time it’d be different.

In a previous post I talked about how Xeno would have a little girl that’d stick up for him when bullies would bother him in school, so I think it’d start like that, no matter the s/o’s gender.

Xeno and Stan would be sitting at a lunch table minding their business while Xeno works on something and a bully would come up trying to break Xeno’s stuff. In comes little s/o. Probably seen as a “cool kid” though they don’t try to be.

“Why are you messing with his stuff? He didn’t even do anything to you. You’re just mad he’s smart and you have a 16 in science.”

All flabbers are gasted.

Xeno would say thank you, and Stan would likely become quick friends with them. In this case, Xeno would be the hesitant one. He’s used to people being his “friend” to try and cheat off him and stuff. Stanley was all he had in his younger school years. But after a while he’d realize s/o was genuinely trying to be his friend and is interested in science. And when he realizes they’re interested in science good god😭

He talks and talks and talks and s/o listens. Stan is glad they have another friend. They would meet at the park so Xeno can show them the new thing he made and Stanley can play football with some other kids while the other two watch. It’s adorable.

NOW. When they’re older. Both Stan and Xeno have had a crush on S/O at some point in life. Stan actually took them to Prom in high-school. They would have made it a group thing but Xeno just didn’t want to go💀

Once they’re adults they still hang out regularly in college. They live together, actually. They share an apartment. If s/o is like Xeno they are often studying or working on something together. When Stan goes off to basic it’s just S/O and Xeno there.

The reasoning I have for thinking they wouldn’t be dating at this point is that I feel there would be a lot of confusion. Those frontal lobes aren’t quite developled yet and each of them are questioning the lines of friendship and who they want to ask out, how would it affect the other person, and if it’s worth messing up a good trio.

Stan would be the one to “back out”. In his mind, he’s leaving for basic training so Xeno and S/O would have the perfect opportunity to get together.

Xeno on the other hand is debating if he cares about his own feelings or not. He wants to focus on science but his dumbass feelings and hormones has him invested in college drama with his two friends.

He’d be upfront and bring it up to S/O after Stan has left. He’d straight up ask. “What are we?” Or “What do you want from me and Stan.” This will lead them to the conclusion that they’re already a throuple at this point, might as well label it as such. He deems it the most logical solution because nothing will change between the three of them. So now him and S/O are together. And the next time Stan is allowed to contact them they ask his opinion on it and he says to let him think and he’ll answer when he’s back.

When Stan is FINALLY back after his 3 or so months of basic he tells them he wants to test the waters. He wants to see how it feels while he’s home during his short leave before having to go back. So they try out domestic life together to see if it feels different. He and Xeno allow S/O to give them both affection and see how they like it.

Short answer: They like it a lot. They give affection back to S/O and to each other and realize, “Man. I don’t feel as jealous or weird as I thought I would.”

Relationship approved.

So after that point things return to normal for them. S/O and Xeno keep each other company while Stan is gone. They have regular video chats with him to give updates.

They also occasionally put him in the cuck chair💀 They even got a little tri-pod to put the phone on so he can watch with a good view (and order them around)

I also like to imagine Stan with one of those little robots people at long distances use😭 the thought is just cute to me. S/O and Xeno are in his home office looking at some paperwork and they just hear a thud against the door because they forgot to leave it open for Stan to go and come.

[vxiphoid]

SERENE SHENANIGANS

❨ summary ❩ twst › waking them up to tell them stories that don’t make sense

tags ✧ fluff, crack, savanaclaw boys, defo not proofread its like 7 am, cursing but nothing out of the ordinary, ooc(?), ruggie calls you a little shit like once (affectionate), jack is whipped for you

amanuensis’ message ⊹ I LITERALLY LOVE DOING THIS??? my friends hate me for it. but anyways hiii im back after like my month hiatus, how are thy sleeplings?😋 mb guys writers block has been really kicking my ass, i was spitting blanks on paper… i’m gonna hopefully post another pastry emporium soon for scarabia so stay tuned for that‼️

⌜ 300+ e/chara ⌟

♫ sunset boulevard - hohyun

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LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

— “leona… pspsps….”

— he hums gruffly when his name was called the first time, only opening his eye thinking you called him a second time when it was really just noise that you would make to get the attention of a house cat. he instantly pins his ears back. how dare you. “hmm?”

— “so i took our snail for a walk and i had accidentally left my feet here to wash the dishes because the grass was blue.”

— huh? you could see him trying to process everything you just said as you explained, his lips parting and eyebrows furrowing. it took everything in you not to laugh. he does one of those blinks, the really delayed ones, one eye opens before the other…

— he’s half asleep too so the confusion is just adding up altogether. if chicken scratch wasn’t a writing term, this is literally it in words. its like the books back at home he picks up to read (derogatory) its, what, 4 am? dont do this to him😭

— you’ve never seen him so expressive💀 this definitely makes his eye and ear twitch at the same time. what type of fucked up fever dream is this?? its usually a blessing seeing you as the first thing he wakes up to, not when you wake him up with some bull strung up in a sentence with your beady eyes staring at him while he sleeps. he loves you, yes, but what does he even say to this…

— “what…”

— your forehead met with his chest as you struggled not to laugh at the uncharacteristic break in leona’s voice. how many cups of coffee did you drink? he asks you to repeat yourself even though it kinda a mind mush decision so you did and by the end of it, he looks absolutely restless.

— “that’s… yes. that’s great, herbivore. can we go to bed now?”

— you note that leona is surprisingly patient when half asleep

┏━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

JACK HOWL

— deep sleeper. tug his ear. though he practically springs up before your hand makes contact, giving himself whiplash.

— “jack?”

— almost instantly relaxes when he realizes its you, tail wagging subtly☹️ “hi, baby. s’something wrong?”

— “hiii, do you remember a year ahead ago when i had to go to the dentist to get my spine fixed and the cats were barking at the flying dogs because the sky was in the water?”

— bro feels like he just had a stroke💀 he’s blinking rapidly, rubbing nose bridge as you explain. he really wants to understand, he does, but wtf did you just say??? it was the innocent “hi” before you unapologetically bashed his head in with the entire dictionary. its so ridiculous he couldn’t help but laugh.

— “jack, this is serious.” even as you told him that, your voice was not steady at all which made his shoulders shake violently in silent laughter.

— “im listening, i swear. tell me one more time?” yk his ass is not listening. he pulls you into his lap while his thumbs idly rubbed your sides, responding to your stories with “uh-huh” and “yeah?” with a lovesick smile on his face.

— eventually holds your face and starts pressing heart squeezing, fluffy kisses all over your face which truly made you more tired then you were. you honestly start forgetting what and where the story was going.

— jack only pauses his kissing attack to respond when you take a small break but even then he doesn’t pull away fully, he’s just speaking against your skin

— “—and the duck had my arm while i was taking it on a walk because gran tammy was in a flying shopping cart.”

— “oh wow. and then?”

— he’s listening but he’s not, mostly because he’s like two seconds away from dreamland and his brain isn’t registering half the shit you’re saying. he wants to see how many stories you can jumble up.

— “yeah, i think it’s bedtime for us…”

┏━━━━━━ ━ ─ ╴⋯ ⟢

RUGGIE BUCCHI

— omfg he wakes up like a mom. like yk how you would barely touch them and they would gasp like they were just given cpr?? he wakes up like that.

— and you’re just standing there awkwardly 👁️👁️

— takes a quick look around before looking at you. “what happened? is it time to wake up leona already?” you shake your head and ruggie flops back, an arm draped over his eyes. “you scared me… come, lay down with me?” he held his free arm out for you and you did take your place cozied up against his side. to your surprise, you did actually scare the living shit out of him from how fast his heart was racing.

— “ruggie, yk i just found out you’re related to turtles, right? and i had to take uncle bobby to the vet to get a dna test because the fish drowned in air.”

— slow roblox turn towards you but instead its his head as he cranes it down to stare at you. you can practically hear the gears in his head turning and you literally could not look at him or you’d blow your cover.🧍🏾

— “i’m sorry,, what the fuck??”

— he’s genuinely confused, asking you questions about your story while his brain tries to put together the pieces. each question he asks, the more its harder to speak in full sentences other than wheezes

— “what are you laughing at, ya little shit? explain this to me!”

— “i’m trying!”

— and you are😭 its like when you have to explain the family tree really slow bc you cant say, “my father’s girlfriend’s son” without him like ???? and you’re trying to explain it to him slowly, eventually forgetting what you said in the first place…

— “…and the fish drowned in air.”

— “yes.”

— “sweetheart, you still haven’t explained how i’m related to turtles—”

[spideysbruh]

chicago

a/n I MISSED MAKING THESEEE

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y/n 💕

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tchalamet forever and ever

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y/n and always

shawnyn god WHEN

wonkaswhore if they ever break up I'll kms

tchalamet just posted a story!

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@ceoofynandtim tweeted- it's kinda been a while since they posted each other huh... im scared. I MISS THIS ERAAA

@teddyyn replied- DONT EVEN THINK THATTT

@girlyyn replied- am I the only one thinking they're engaged? 🤭

@aliveyn replied to @girlyyn- but why aren't they posting each other at all!??!?!? it's v unlike them...

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@celebnews just tweeted- BREAKING ‼️‼️Timothée Chalamet and Y/n L/n have broken up. Verified by a close source, the pair have split after four years together.

@phasesyn replied- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO💔💔💔💔💔💔💔😭😭😭😭😭

@wonkaswhore replied- love is dead.

@nightlyyn replied- no one touch me. my parents just got divorced

@ynxpaul replied- the way they spoke about each other... jesus how did this happen. never saw two people more in love.

@ronxyn replied- so we're all just believing this ?😭😭

@girlyyn replied- well. no reason to live now tbh

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y/n if it's real, then can you show me?

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pepperyn omg. that song.

yourfriend you're too gorgeous

rachelzegler MY PRETTY BEST FRIEND

sabrinacarpenter my shirt looks good on you

biyn LESBIANS !?!?!

dystopiayn girl they are friends 😩💀 sab has a bf!

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y/n trying to get in my horror era

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rachelzegler the horrors persist but so do we!!

y/n I love you

ynscurtains you're already a scream queen !!

harryynpot im literally a child of divorce omg

modernyn Timothée fumbled omg

chalsyn they both fumbled 💀💀

@celebnews just tweeted- Y/n L/n in a recent interview talking about her split from Timothée Chalamet: "We had a few months before the whole world knew, so I got to kind of heal and process everything in private without people looking at and analyzing my every move. Breakups are rough no matter what, whether or not you're public about it. There are days that feel worse than others, and.. it is because I really, truly, thought i was forever done with that whole dating portion of my life."

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@tchalametupdates just tweeted- Timothée seen recently greeting fans! When asked about his and Y/ns breakup he responded with, "Some things you just have to get through by yourself. I'm glad that you're all sending me love and support, but I'll be okay!"

@timschal replied- CRYINGGG 😭😭

@laurieslaurence replied- bro he seemed so sad 😭😭

@ynsstan replied to @laurieslaurence- well he broke up with her so idk why he's so hurt 🙄

@steelyn replied to @ynsstan- omg didn't know that you were part of their relationship too... dumbass

@ynxtimmy replied- I still think they're soulmates like they're gonna get back together watch !!!

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y/n took myself out for valentines day this year. it was actually quite romantic

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sabrinacarpenter beautiful girl

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rachelzegler we should've gone together

y/n next year 🤭

timmytimstan MAKE HIM REGRET IT

ynscurtains you're literally a timmy acc hello ? 😭😭

ynsheadphones kms cause their valentine posts were so cute

ynsshoes FRR their captions were always the cutest 😭😭💕

y/n just posted a story!

caption- single girl era 💕💕

@ynupdates just tweeted- While promoting her newest movie, Y/n was asked about Timothée, she expressed how she still has love for Timothée and doesn't hold anything against him. "He was the best person I've ever had the pleasure to love. I hold no negativity in my heart for him. Truly, I wish him nothing but the best forever and ever." She also went on to say that an Oscar win is definitely in his future.

@paulsyn replied- maybe they just need some time apart 💔💔💔💔

@lonesomeyn replied- 'forever and ever' KILL ME NOW

@ynscurtains replied- THEYRE SO NICE ABOUT EACH OTHER PLS LET THEM BE TOGETHERRRR

@ringsyn replied- I hope they stay friends 😭😭

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*3 Years Later*

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y/n and when im back in chicago 🎶

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timmyyn remember when timmy and her would go to chicago like once a month 😭😭💔💔💔

vampireyn girl let it go

ynsheadphones UHHH TIMMY LIKED !?!?!?!?!!?????

coolyn BITCH I AM UPPP OMGGG

happilyyn do NOT get my hopes up omg

rachelzegler no invite ??

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@celebnews just tweeted- BREAKING ‼️ Timothée Chalamet and Y/n L/n were recently seen getting close with one another in Chicago. Apparently they were trying to remain unnoticed when someone asked for a photo.

@horroryn replied- GOD IS REALLLL

@chappellyn replied- THEY LOOK SO CUTEEEE MY LOWKEY PARENTSSS

@timmytimstan replied- bro I've been waiting for this news omg 😭😭

@rhodeyn replied- they're like justin and hailey 2.0 omgg

@laurieslaurence replied- the way they're literally matching. they used to coordinate their outfits alll the time and they're doing it again 😭😭🫶🫶🫶🫶💕

@cutesyn replied- THE WAY SHES SITTING ON HIS LAP OH MY GODDD IM SO SINGLE

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y/n me when

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ynslipgloss ARE THOSE NOT TIMOTHÉES FEET 😭😭😭

tchalamet I wish I could like this 200 times

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sabrinacarpenter pretty girl !!

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blankyn I bet timmy took these pics

ynsheadphones HIS COMMENT OH MY GODDD

florencepugh how are you so beautiful

y/n no way you're asking ME that 😭😭😭🫶

airyyn can yall just hard launch already 😩😭😭

y/n okay!

airyyn HELLO!??!!

slyyn WE'RE SO BACK

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caption- falling... falling... fell

@celebnews just tweeted- Timothée Chalamet spoke about him and Y/n L/n for the first time in three years, in a recent interview. "I'll never forgive myself for being away from her for that long. She is the most exceptional, divine person I have ever known. Being without her, while I did learn and mature a lot, was torture."

@bookyn replied- how I like my men

@timmyandynstan replied- they had to be apart to come back together 😭😭😭💔💔

@halfbloodyn replied- i cant wait for all the content we'll get of them 😭😭🩷💕

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y/n please please please!!!!!

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tchalamet my beautiful girl

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tchalamet Je t'aime de toute mon âme

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y/n how are you so perfect

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huffleyn stfu 🖕 fuck off!!!

sabsyn DONT EMBARASS HER, MOTHERFUCKER

floralyn 😭😭😭💀

paulsdunes he didn't even embarass her the first time 🙄

sabsyn omg just play along, it's a song lyric

y/n my darling boy

tieyn remember when they broke up and she was saying how she thought she was done dating and now look 😭😭 back together FOR GOOD THIS TIME

wallowsyn MY PARENTS ARE BACKK

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[k0dzukeiji]

𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 - 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨

read pt 2 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

synopsis: you tried to warn him and he didn’t listen. that not only costed him a healthy relationship, but your friendship as well.

genre: angst, friends>nobodies

warnings: cursing, toxic relationship, friend breakups, fighting, suna is an asshole, reader has a crush on suna, regret, made up character is also a bitch, mentions of hell, NOT PROOF READ, PLEASE EXCUSD ANY MISTAKES OR TYPOS (i never proof read), mentions of vomit, probably ooc

wc: 3,220 (sleep deprived me really said 1k+ 💀)

taglist: @hissy-fit18 @ilovejujitsukaisen @misasdeathwish

a/n: I don’t know how I feel about this, kinda sucky but its not horrible considering i wrote it in 2 days without any prep

also imma just complain cause i kept switching to another keyboard while writing this and it was a pain in my ass

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You and Suna, Rin to you, have been best friends since diapers. The two of you did EVERYTHING together, you even moved with him to Hyogo after he got scouted. You and him were inseparable; Keyword were.

It all started when he met Sato Rei a beautiful girl with an ugly personality. He almost immediately warmed up to her and though you should’ve been happy, you weren’t. It’s not that you were unhappy that he was friends with another girl, never would you be unhappy about that. It’s about this specific girl. Rei was known to be the campus playgirl, but that didn’t bother Suna. You had no idea what Rei’s intentions were so you were tryin x g to stay positive, but you couldn’t ignore that gut feeling that was telling you this wasn’t going to end well.

Over time, Suna and Rei grew closer and he admitted to you that he has a crush on her and pleaded you to help him ask her out. Hesitantly, you agreed but immediately regretted it. I mean who helps set up their best friend with a literal snake? And especially when you’ve had a massive crush on him since the 5th grade.

About 3 months after their meeting, he finally asked her out and to nobodies surprise, she said yes. Despite your aching heart, you were happy that Suna found someone, even if that person wasn’t you. Your mother and Suna’s had always thought that the two of you were going to end up together but now that doesn’t seem like the case.

This all took place about 6 months ago. Ever since the two started dating, Suna didn’t talk to you as often. He didn’t make plans with you, he never came over to your house anymore and he hardly ever talked to anyone except for Rei. You rarely ever got to talk to him except for at volleyball for maybe 10 minutes until Rei would shoot daggers at you through her eyes at come drag him away. No matter where he was, she would be there and no one was allowed to talk to him.

She was also very jealous, whenever you would say hi to Suna you swore you could see the veins in her forehead popping out. You were trying your best to maintain your friendship while still being mindful that you may be making Rei uncomfortable, but no matter how hard you tried she always found something to complain about; this resulted in you and Suna not even greeting each other in the school hallway because apparently you were “making a pass” at him

Eventually, you and the rest of the team grew annoyed with this but you couldn’t say anything, Rei was every where. You couldn’t help but not like her, she lives up to her reputation.

Those 6 months felt like hell to you. You missed your best friend, you missed seeing him everyday, you just missed his presence. You and him were practically attached at the hip, when the two of you moved you had no one else to rely on but each other, so for him to suddenly not be available was really hard on you. However, the holidays were nearing and that meant winter break. Winter break means you and Suna finally get to go back to your home prefecture, which just so happens to be three hours away, meaning Rei can’t go.

Of course when Rei found this out she was extremely unhappy, but there was nothing she could do. Her parents wouldn’t let her go and your families were awaiting yours and Suna’s return. She tried everything to convince her parents to let her go, but they ultimately said no. This lead to her having a conversation with you before break started.

(this took place like 2 weeks ago)

It went a little bit like this:

“What the fuck is wrong with you (L/N)? You really think you can just take my boyfriend away from me? What is your issue?” She snarled at you, her eyes dark and full of jealousy.

“Sato I’m not trying to take him away, we’re not from this prefecture and our families want us home for the holidays” You explained calmly as she rolled her eyes

“Oh as if! Cut the excuse (L/N)! I know what you’re planning and it’s not gonna work.” She accused you. What would you even be planning?

“I’m not planning anything..?” You say, more of a question than a statement and you watch her roll her stupid dumb pretty eyes.

“Just stay away from Rintaro. He wants nothing to do with you.” She said as she turned away, her long brown hair swaying as she walked.

To say you were annoyed would be an understatement. Who was she to say what Suna wants and what he doesn’t? Yeah she’s his girlfriend but they haven’t even known each other for a full year. You were beyond tired of this and you badly just wanted to go home where things would be normal.

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You couldn’t help but smile in relief when you saw Suna walking towards you at the train station without the raging Rei behind him. As he walked towards you, you noticed a small smile growing on his tired features. It wasn’t a noticeable smile, it wasn’t one that just anyone would notice, it was one that you and only you could detect.

On the train ride home, everything finally felt like it went back to normal. The two of you were able to talk freely just like you used to, it felt nice. When the two of you arrived at Suna’s houss, it felt even better. Being around your families reminded you of the time before the two of you moved to Hyogo, everything was good, everyone was happy, up until now.

At dinner Suna’s mother brought up Rei and as Suna began to talk about her you went silent, you weren’t sure what to say. You just knew what not to say, it was something along the lines of:

“Yeah but Auntie did Rin here ever mention that his girlfriend is a complete snake?”

“(Name) honey, is something the matter?” Suna’s mother soon brought you out of your thoughts.

“It’s nothing Auntie — the train ride just left me a bit tired is all.” You laughed a fake laugh which caused Suna to squint his eyes at you. You were hoping no one would notice, but your best friend being the observant man he is, he just had to notice.

“Ah is that so? Well it is a bit late and we’re all done eating. Rintaro can you do us a favor and walk (Name) home?” His mother said in a sweet tone. Your house wasn’t far, just down the street. You didn’t need to be walked home, but you appreciated her caring for you.

“I will, I’ll just use the bathroom first.” He said nonchalantly as he pushed in his chair with his hip and made his way to the bathroom upstairs.

His mother waited a minute until she heard the bathroom door close. She could tell something was off with you. You hardly ever reacted like that, it seemed as if you had a million thoughts rushing through your head.

“Now then tell me dear, what is this Rei girl actually like?” She asks dead serious as she makes eye contact with you.

“What do you mean Auntie..?” You knew exactly what she meant, you just didn’t want to answer out of fear of Rin hearing.

“You know what I mean dear, what do you think of the two of them? Are they right for each other?”

“Honestly? No, I don’t think so. They’re — they’re too complicated and Rei is too… Controlling? I don’t know how to tell Rin though, I’m not sure how he’d react.” You nearly began to rant. You probably would’ve had his mother not calmed you down.

“Relax, it’s okay. I know how you feel about my son, dear. I can tell you like him, if you think this relationship isn’t right for him you should tell him. He’s your best friend, he’ll understand.” She smiled as she squeezed your hands in hers. You couldn’t help but smile back. Suna’s mother always felt like a second mother to you, and you couldn’t help but love her for supporting your feelings for Suna.

“Okay. I’ll talk to him on the way home.” You said as she nodded in satisfaction. If his mother thinks it’ll work, what could go wrong?

“(Name) you ready to go?” Suna said suddenly as he approached the two of you with a tired look on his face, more tired looking than usual. He also took a bit longer than usual… Could it have been Rei? No, that’s not any of your business.

“Yeah let’s go” Hugging his mother goodbye, the two of you made your way out the door and towards your house. The walk was silent for a bit until you decided to finally talk to Suna.

“Hey Rin?” You looked up at him as he looked back at you

“Hm?” He hummed back in response.

“Can I ask you something? About Rei..?” The blocker tensed up at this, why did you want to talk about Rei? You hardly ever talked about her.

“What is it?”

“I just… I don’t know if she’s right for you.” You curse at yourself immediately once you finish your sentence. You knew you shouldn’t have worded it like that but it just came out like word vomit.

“Excuse me?” He sounded offended, rightly so though.

“Shit— I’m sorry Rin I didn’t mean it like that” Your eyes went wide at his tone, you immediately try to apologize but he just shuts it down.

“What is that supposed to mean, (Name)This is my relationship, not yours.”

“I know that I’m just trying to warn you—“

“Warn me about what? Fucking hell (Name! you’re like a toddler, you don’t know when to leave me alone. Can you just butt out of my business for once?”

“Butt out? Rin I’m just trying to help you! I don’t think you’ve noticed, but Rei has been so controlling of you! We miss you, the team misses you, I miss you Rin. I just want my best friend back!”

“Yeah, butt out. I want you to mind your own fucking business. So what if you think Rei is controlling? Whether you like it or not Rei is my girlfriend, she’s my top priority. So I’m sorry if I’m not paying attention to you like I used to but I actually have a life.” Ouch. His words stung like salt on an open wound. He knew how to hit you where it hurt.

“Rin that’s not all I’m trying to say.”

“Oh my god (Name) what part of butt out do you not understand? You’re so fucking annoying. I’m sorry that no one wants you but just cause no one wants you doesn’t mean that you have to come and mess with my relationship! What Rei and I do is none of your concern so I’m sorry if you’re unhappy but you get no say in this.”

“Rin do you hear what I’m saying right now? I’m not saying I should have a say in your relationship, I’m trying to warn you. Please just listen to me, you have no idea what I’ve heard about Rei on campus and—“

“You don’t even know Rei, (Name). You’ve put in no effort into talking to her and now you’re just coming at her for no reason!” He got you at the first part. However he was still partially wrong. You tried talking to her at first, but she turned you down and whenever you’d try she looked as if she was going to murder you so you just stopped trying.

“Oh my god Rin why are you always defending her? She’s not always the victim, y’know what she said to me before we left Hyogo?” He seemed confused so he stayed quiet.

“She told me to stay the fuck away from you cause you want nothing to do with me!” He rolled his eyes at you.

“Oh like hell she did! She wouldn’t do something like that, (Name) you’re just insecure and you’re such a fucking cry baby. Can you just grow up?”

“Grow up? I am growing up, Rin. I’m here trying to be the bigger person and help you but you won’t fucking listen to me!” He only scoffs at you

“I don’t need your help, You’ve never done anything to help me.” That was a lie. He knew it was.

“Shut up Rin. You have no idea what you’re talking about. I have been here since day one, through thick and thin and you’re saying I’ve never helped you? I moved to Hyogo with you so that you wouldn’t be by yourself, I made sure you were healthy and on top of grades, I was always there whenever you needed me.” He knew all of this. He knew how much he owed you but he didn’t want to admit it.

“I didn’t ask you to be there.” He shouldn’t have said that, he knew you were there because you wanted to be, he didn’t have to ask you.

“You didn’t have to! Rin you’re my best friend I would’ve gone through hell and back just to make sure you’re okay! I care about you Rin. All I’m asking of you is for you to listen to what I’m saying. I don’t want to see you hurt.” Your heart was aching and your head was throbbing. This conversation was giving you a migraine.

“Can you shut up? I don’t need you nagging about my relationship when you’ve never even been in one. I get it you care or whatever but I could care less, I said it already but I don’t need your help. Can you just accept the fact that you don’t need to be constantly in my life and you don’t have to be butting around all the time? You say Rei is controlling but do you see yourself? This is why I chose to be with Rei instead of you, she doesn’t always bombard and nag me, she actually— “ This was your breaking point. You could bear to hear him belittle you and compare you to someone you’re nothing alike. He doesn’t even know why he was still talking, its like he can’t control his own mouth.

“You know what? I’m done. I’m not doing this anymore, it’s a lost cause because clearly you don’t want to hear me out! I don’t need you comparing me to her. Just leave me alone Suna.” That’s all you said as you walked away from him. He didn’t think you were being serious when you said that last sentence, he didn’t think this argument was enough to end your friendship, but clearly he had no idea about the impact of his words.

When he returned back to his house, he acted as if everything were normal. The two of you have argued before and he was sure it would go back to normal. He had no idea how wrong he was.

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School wasn’t the same since.

Some things were the same though, he was still with Rei, you were still a manager. But the main difference, is that you two aren’t friends anymore. He didn’t think you were being serious. He thought that you two would just take a break and then you’d go back to normal, but clearly that wasn’t going to happen. It seemed like you truly had no intent of speaking to him again.

In fact, it’s been 2 months since the two of you last spoke and his relationship was going down hill rapidly. Everyone on campus could tell something was up but no one dared to ask. All they knew is that you and Suna were no longer friends, and it ached his heart knowing that it’s his fault.

He tried texted you, but you never answered simply just leaving him on read.

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rin: I’m sorry (12/24/12) 11:30 pm

rin: Please pick up(12/25/12) 10:30 am

rin: (Name)?(12/25/12) 10:32 am

rin: Are you okay? (12/25/12) 10:35 am

rin: I know I fucked up just please answer your phone (12/25/12) 10:39 am

rin: (Name)‼️‼️ (12/25/12) 10:42 am

rin: (Name) if you dont answer the phone. 10:49 am

rin: Yk what fine I’ll leave you alone (12/25/12) 11:13 am

rin: I miss you, I’m sorry. (1/26/13) 12:47 am

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Suna’s thoughts

“I miss my best friend, but it’s my fault she’s even gone in the first place. I’m sure she hates me, but thats my fault too. I’m sorry (Name)”

Every day he regrets that night. He see’s you in the hallway every day and he can’t help but wish he could just go back in time before he said all of that shit. He feels like a total asshole everyday. He knows for a fact his younger self would have hated him for driving you away. When he sees you, he wants nothing more than you hug you just like he used to. He misses seeing you walking happily around his apartment while you two wait on the food you ordered.

He should’ve listened to you and he knew that. He let his anger get the better of him and he blew up on you.

You warned him and he didn’t listen. He wanted to blame Rei for this, but it wasn’t her fault. It was no one’s fault but his. It’s his fault you don’t want to talk to him anymore and he has no one to blame but himself.

Suna Rintaro is a man of many regrets, but hurting you is his greatest regret.

“I don’t know if she’ll ever want to be friends again. I doubt she does, but I’ll be waiting for her anyway, for as long as it takes.”

Or at least thats what he thinks.

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(Name)s thoughts

“Even though I miss him, I need to heal first. I’m not ready to face him yet, but there is no way in hell I’d ever throw away our friendship. We just need time. I asked him to leave me alone and he’s learning to respect that.”

He thinks you hate him, but the truth is you could never hate him. Even if you tried you don’t think you’d ever be able to hate him. Yes he hurt you, but before he hurt you he protected you with all he had. When the two of you moved to Hyogo, he would walk you to school every morning and night just to make sure you were safe. You still see his messages, you haven’t blocked him, and yes it seems cruel but you just need time to heal. You told him not to talk to you again, but you know you’ll come back. Not any time soon, but when the time is right. It won’t be the same as it used to be, but you’d never leave him alone.

You’re upset he didn’t listen to you, but it taught him a lesson. Plus it’s only your second year of high school, high school isn’t forever. One fight isn’t enough to end your 16 years of friendship, in a few years it’ll only be an old wound that healed and turned into a scar.

You miss him just as much as he misses you, but you are waiting patiently for the right time for you to come back but for now, the two of you need time apart to heal.

“He has nothing to worry about, he’s my best friend and no one will ever take that place from him”

Fin~

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a/n: thinking about making a part 2 with a happy ending

[fanaticsnail]

Maybe it's just me, but I feel like tumblr has been eating my asks. I sent one to you a little while ago about an idea I thought was pretty funny, but if it's because you didn't feel comfortable answering or just didn't like it, that's totally okay. I won't be upset if you ignore this for your own comfort. I'm sorry if this is coming off as rude in any way, I'm not trying to come off that way, I promise.

The silly idea I had was, considering the beef between Kid and Beckman (probably one-sided all things considered), what would happen if Beckman had a daughter that fell in love with Kid? I'm imagining a "But daddy, I love him!" type of situation.

Reader: But daddy I love him! 🥺

Beckman: 💀 *thinking about buying 20 more packs of cigarettes*

Shanks: *dying of laughter*

Beautiful, darling anon.

Firstly, I swear to you that Tumblr has not eaten your ask. It's sitting very comfortably in my ask box while I covered my hands and muffled the initial scream of joy in my palms. The cogs have been turning ever since, and it's one of those fics that I simply cannot stop thinking about. I am consumed with it so much that I can almost think of nothing else.

Secondly, I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS PROMPT. I TOLD MY MUTUALS ABOUT IT AND I AM PHYSICALLY IMPLODING.

@jintaka-hane - here's the synopsis 😏

I have made an outline, set up several events, and attempted to make it a one-shot to no avail. It has gotten really angsty really quickly, but I am slowly but surely chipping away at it.

Here is the playlist for "But Daddy, I love him." Synopsis below the cut.

Synopsis:

Shanks always knew the risk he took in claiming a single father as the first-mate to his crew - but not ever did he anticipate an experience such as this.

Having you as Beckman's daughter, and apple of his eye, aboard the Red-Force was always a joy. Seeing the growth from a small child in infancy to a woman of such strength and courage was one of the few rays of sun against the storm clouds gathering in the raging sea.

As assistant to Hongo, the doctor aboard the ship, you opted to remain behind to seek and source out medical equipment for resupply while your father and your crew set sail for a month. Two weeks before they were due to return, you adventure to port where you witnessed the sight of a masked man dragging an unconscious, hulking redhead over his shoulder, with blood and bone breaking away at a mutilated and partially decapitated arm.

Immediately snapping into medical survival mode, you usher the two men to your lodgings and begin the horrible task of claiming the rest of this man's arm and suturing up the rest of his scarred flesh. Slipping in and out of consciousness, his tongue and lips would sing nothing but your praises each time he awoke. You bully him, yelling at him to stay put and keep still - and he flirts with you, telling you "yes, ma'am" and "no, ma'am" with as much of a grin as he can grimace through the pain.

When he finally gains full consciousness, you feel safe enough to tell relay to him the exact amount of damage done to his arm. You tell him you recognise the wound as a haki-infused bullet - something you know of intimately well. You know the treatment, you know the damage, and you know how much pain they can bring to an individual far into the future. He gruffly utters his thanks, asks you how much he owes you for treatment, and you simply roll your eyes and leave.

Before you have an opportunity to leave, he tugs at your hand and urges your faces ever closer together, looking up at you through his eyelashes and claiming your lips atop his. The kiss sparks passion, his injured state prompts your actions to remain careful but longing. He ushers you into the bed beside him and shows you just how much passion he can muster with only one arm and his partial strength.

By the end of the fortnight, you're hopelessly in love with one another. He offers you a place on his crew, and you inform him you already have one. As he reaches the pier where his ship is being repaired, you see your vessel on the horizon. He hooks his arms over your shoulder, first narrows his eyes before immediately widening them in shock.

As you point out your vessel to him, his lips part in shock. He has not only slept with a pirate rivalling his crew, but he has slept with the daughter of a man who claimed his arm from him. And he was in love with you. Desperately and unapologetically in love with you.

And you were none the wiser, only seeing your dad and your family sailing into bay to take you on their next journey.

IT HAS BEEN ON MY MIND EVER SINCE, AND I WANT TO KNOW MORE BEFORE I EXPLODE.

Anyway, that's just me. Thank you for your beautiful prompt, I am chip chip chipping away 🖤

[rizzanon]

stop I just though of this as I was drawing fanart but since the readers old batgirl outfit was just Barbara’s batgirl suit that she stole borrowed, i feel like the media’s first reaction to seeing batgirl comeback randomly and just suddenly have a whole new hair color would be just them questioning if either

A.) batgirl took a break and just decided to change her hair color

or

B.) it’s a new person under the mask

Idk I just found this funny while I was drawing 🤷 because imagine just being a random bystander and suddenly seeing batgirl make an appearance and they’re left shocked (which is reasonable since girly hasn’t made an appearance in a good MINUTE possibly almost a decade after the joker incident) because she has a whole new hair color and different eye color (unless you’re a redhead and have the same eye color as Barbara as well) and going “what the hell”

sorry if this doesn’t make sense I lowk can’t process what I’m yapping about rn

- 🌘

HELP WAIT. gothamites definitely thought batgirl just took a break and changed her hair colour for like the first few months when reader took up the mantle. that is, before cassandra showed up and also became batgirl. that’s when some gothamites realise that there’s more than one batgirl, though (many) others firmly believe that batgirl is just going through a lot of costume changes 💀💀

when cass shows up, many people still firmly believed that there’s only one batgirl because you never ever see batgirl!cass out at ALL. so for the people who do see her, they just think that’s the same batgirl, but in a different costume. IMAGINE:

Cass: (saves a random civilian from a mugging)

Civilian: (panting, after being saved) Yo, Batgirl! Decided to go for a new look?

Cass: (tilts head, clearly confused, then shrugs)

Civilian: (nodding, completely convinced) Yeah, makes sense. Gotta keep it fresh for the fans, huh? Bold choice with the ninja vibe!

Cass: (blinks a few times) …Okay.

Civilian: You’re still kicking butt though. Love the fit!

Cass: (looking even more confused, but gives a thumbs-up and grapples away)

batgirl!reader: (helped a group of crime alley kids out)

Kid 1: Aw, man! I was hoping you’d show up in the new suit!

batgirl!reader: (pauses) Huh? What new suit?

Kid 2: (excitedly) The all black one! Like Batman’s! It’s way cooler. Why’d you go old school again?

batgirl!reader: (deadpans, slowly lowering the batarang) …Oh, give me a break.

Kid 3: (shrugs) I dunno, the cape’s nice and all, but you could try something new, you know?

Kid 4: Yeah! Mix it up! Batgirl’s gotta stay trendy!

batgirl!reader: (muttering to herself) wow.

[livelaughlovesubs]

I need to vent amongus Boothill hngg 😩 I've been down bad since the leaks like seven plus months ago hnggg please plEASe 😩

I'm a slut for cowboy characters hnggg I love his drawl literally told my partner before his voice was released if he didn't have an accent then what was the point

Please he's so pretty and shdbdhdh he makes me giggle and kick my feet I know he'd be the Roger Rabbit to his lover (or like Hosier when he tweeted "my girlfriend is made at me I want to die") he's such a devoted hunk of man 😤 listen he's the lock in kinda hoe ya know when he's in a fully committed relationship he's the biggest sluttiest sub, he doesn't half ass his relationships ok

I know a lot of people debate on if he can feel or not with his body but I raise: we literally have VR sensors to detect touch IRL rn so I'd say with some effort absolutely but typically if he's working it's probably best they're not as active

Country boy, I love youuuuuu 😘😘😘😘

I don't care what biology or society says I'm gonna make him my bride and impregnate him even if I have to get Ruan Mei's help (she'd absolutely do it out of curiosity fr fr).

-🐇

Pls, when I first saw leaks of him I thought he was very ugly 💀 I DONT KNOW WHY, I LOOKED AT THOSE LEASK AND WAS LIKE: WTF IS THIS MAN? And all the comments were simping over him, while I sat there thinking, ‘damn, ya’ll simping over such a random ass cowboy? Why.’

Now I’m such a whore for him on god, I came back to the game just for him and have 200 tickets prepared for him 😭😭 mind you before I came back I had zero (cuz I took a break after losing on balde’s banner again) prefarmed all his shit and got artefacts ready for him too. Also build my other characters, grinded till I got to 300 tickets to get an exclusive bronya for him etc etc. How twisted fate is uff.

Anyway, boothill as a slut/ whore is such a hot thought. Him being a teasing bottom, who almost seems like a power bottom would be so sexy. But after I saw his ‘shy’ expression I must say, an inexperienced, all talk no bite and shy boothill is >>>>

HIS BLUSHING FACE IS SOOO CUTE I ALMOST DIED ON THE SPOT, I ALMOST CRIED.

Just imagine him being cheeky, until you touch him, praise him and stroke his hair. How his eyes widen and his lips tremble due to the embarrassment. His body must be overheating again, otherwise he doesn’t have a plausible explanation as to why he feels so hot. Avoiding your gaze at all cost as he put on big airs again, only to squeak and whine when you kiss him so tenderly <33

[hihhasotherfixations]

Kinktober Day 16: Bath/Shower sex - Price x Reader

Kinktober Masterlist

CW: fem!reader, shower sex, lube, fingering, p in v

I really need to learn to start making drabbles instead of oneshots cause at this rate I’m never finishing kinktober. Heck, we’re even with days in December now 💀

I’m gonna try to keep up now so that this ca finish this month :)

Word Count: 2129

“Come on.” John ordered as he stood beside the couch, his arms crossed as he looked down at you.

“No, I’m busy.” You replied, making the man narrow his eyes. “I took a shower when I got home last night, I’m fine.”

“You need a shower.” The man argued back and you lifted your head, glaring at him.

“I know you want me to take a break, but this is not the way to do it.” You said pointedly and John looked off to the side, trying to hide the embarrassed flush on his cheeks.

For the past half an hour he had tried to get you to take a break, unhappy with how little you took care of yourself and refused to take moments of rest. It started with just asking, then escalated to offering food and drinks, then going a step further to him saying he needed fresh air and wanted you along, until now, where he was just accusing you of reeking when you very much didn’t.

You’d gone right back to work, ignoring his presence while he was standing there, the stern expression on his face which had most men cowering only making you yawn.

It was infuriating.

“Y/N, for the love of god, stop being stubborn.”

“You’re not religious, that phrase holds no power.” You mumbled without looking up and that was the last straw.

Without warning, John swiped you up, leaving all your stuff to clatter onto the couch.

“Jonathan!” You cried out in despair but he didn’t care, carrying you with him even as you struggled, his years of military training making it so you stood no choice against the bulging muscles barely hidden underneath his tight turtleneck.

“If you don’t need a shower, then fine. But I do.” He rumbled, keeping a hand firm on your ass as he moved to the bathroom, plopping you down on the bath rug after closing the door.

“John-“ You warned as you tried to step past him only for him to step into the way. “You don’t need me in order to shower!”

“Yes I do.” He smiled back, a cheeky glint in his eye. “How can I ever reach my back after you broke the back scrub?”

At that, you narrowed your eyes. “Your stubborn ass never used that thing. I’ve seen you writhe like a snake to reach and scrub your back with your hands.”

Chuckling lowly, John then stepped up, cupping your face.

It had your eyes softening - especially when he held such a loving gaze as he looked at you, a soft smile playing on his lips.

“Do this for me?” He asked quietly, almost in a whisper. “You need a break, my love. I don’t care whatever excuse I have to come up with, so long as it gets you to take a moment for yourself.”

At those words, all the fight left your body and you sighed gently, looking up at Price with a soft smile. “You’re a way too loving pain in the ass, you know that?”

Chuckling, John nuzzled his nose against yours. “Good. Now get your pretty ass in the shower before I make you.”

Lovingly rolling your eyes, you started to strip, same as your husband. Though as you did, you noticed his eyes very intently focused on you, making him finish undressing at the same time as you - while he usually finished way faster.

“You’re staring.” You smiled and the corner of his mouth quirked up.

“Can you blame me?” He questioned before putting his hand on your lower back, gently guiding you into the two person shower which he’d installed himself.

Stepping in, he closed the shower door before turning you around to face himself, his hands landing on your hips as he looked at your eyes before leaning in, kissing you.

Closing your eyes, your hands reached up to land on his shoulders, smiling against his mouth as he kissed you deep, gently moving his lips in tandem with yours before he broke it - keeping his head right up against yours. “That’s my girl.” He whispered against your lips before kissing you again, pulling your stomach into his as his right hand left your hip to turn on the shower.

Your breath hitched against his lips as the water rained down, yet John quickly crowded you into the corner of the shower, not particularly keen on having either of you be sprayed with ice cold water as it took a second to warm up.

You softly laughed as he broke the kiss, your voice turning into a hum as he then trailed his lips down your neck.

“Have plans, do you?” You teased, getting a squeeze on the hips in return.

“For you? Always.” He murmured against your jugular before stepping back under the shower head while pulling you with him, letting the now warm water fall down onto you both.

Groaning in delight at the feel of the warmth, you barely had any chance to silently enjoy it as John started back up on your neck, lightly biting at the sweet spot right where your shoulder met your neck, making you softly whine out.

“It’s time you truly relax, darling.” He whispered, his lips still pressed to your skin before he pulled back, the water having soaked his hair and beard, droplets running down his face, to his neck, before travelling down his chest where it tangled in the web of chest hair, running down his body.

“Eyes up here, sweetheart.” His deep gravel spoke as he placed a finger under your chin, lifting your head to face him.

“Can’t I look at the man I married?” You asked and John hummed, one of his hands travelling down to your ass where he lovingly squeezed.

“Not when said man has different plans for you.” He hummed. “All I wanna see from you right now, is your eyes closed in pleasure.”

Smiling cheekily, you ran your hand down his chest, feeling the grooves and dips of his muscles before you reached his happy trail, using your fingers to push right into the middle of it.

Feeling that, all the blood that hadn’t already - rushed to John’s cock as he became achingly hard, a little groan leaving him.

“Are you sure this is to see my eyes closed in pleasure?” You whispered and the man gave your butt another squeeze.

“Don’t see why it can’t be mutually beneficial.” He whispered before grabbing your chin and pulling you into a rough kiss.

Taking in a surprised breath, you felt John’s arms encircle your waist as he pulled you closer, his erection rubbing against your stomach while the water from the shower hit the back of his neck, streaming down on you as he kissed you, swiping his tongue across your lips.

Parting your lips without hesitation, you bucked your hips up into his, feeling him hum out a little groan, his cock twitching.

“You’re going to drive me insane.” He growled against your lips before continuing to kiss you, blindly reaching back to the shampoo rack.

Smiling into the kiss, you let your hands wander up and down his chest, slowly leading down to his aching cock again.

Gently taking hold of it, you angled it down to slide between your thighs and instantly, shots of arousal shot down your spine as you felt him buck his hips into you, his shaft rubbing through your labia, your arousal starting to coat it.

“Fuck, feel how easily I slide through, love.” John chuckled as he broke the kiss, continuing to thrust into your thighs a few times, your bottom lip between your teeth as that made him rub back and forth against your clit.

“John.” You whined softly and he chuckled.

Following your silent plea, you heard the sound of a bottle cap being flipped open, your eyes opening as you looked down, seeing John holding the lubricant in his hand that the both of you placed between the shampoo just for moments like this.

With the shower still raining down on you both, he squirted some onto his middle and ring finger, leading them down and starting to rub your entrance without hesitation.

“Hn-“ Stifling the little noise, you stayed put, feeling him teasingly rub back and forth over your slit, alternating between rubbing your clit and teasing your entrance.

With his cock still between your thighs, he slowly coated you in the lubricant, his fingers finally dipping inside, starting to spread the gel more while beginning to stretch you out.

“So pretty f’me.” He groaned softly against your temple, starting to lean his face down while his fingers moved further and further up inside you, his teeth grazing the shell of your ear right when he shoved his fingers in to the knuckle.

Whining, you held onto his biceps, your hips involuntarily bucking as you felt him curl his fingers inside you, the tips rubbing against your wall before he started to slowly move them.

“John-“ You whined and he let out a low chuckle.

“No, darling. Just sit pretty and take it.” He hummed, leaning in to press kisses to your neck before continuing. “I can’t taste you right now because if I try, I’ll drown, so this will have to do.” As he muttered that, his fingers started speeding up and you gasped, your fingernails digging into his arms.

“Fuck.” You whimpered, bucking your hips and John groaned, the friction to his shaft still buried between your thighs driving him insane.

“That’s it, beautiful.” He praised, lightly biting your neck. “Keep going.” As he said that, his fingers sped up, a third pushing in to stretch you further while his other hand shifted to the front of your hips, his thumb finding your clit.

A bolt of arousal shot through your stomach at the touch and you moaned, earning more praises from John as he steadily kept thrusting his fingers, bringing you closer and closer to release.

“Come on, darling, for me.” He muttered into your ear, his own hips starting to buck, only adding to the sensations for you. “I wanna see you come undone.” He growled, circling your clit in a gentle pressure that drove you insane.

“John!” You moaned, feeling your orgasm coming on.

“Eyes on me.” He whispered, kissing from your ear, down to your chin. “Let go, cum for me.”

Hearing the order, you nodded, your eyes fluttering shut as you clung tightly to him, your legs shaking as your orgasm wracked through you.

Moaning, your walls clenched around his fingers as you bucked your hips up, John continuing to rub your clit, making you whimper while you climaxed.

Revelling in the sounds you were making, John kept thrusting his fingers, prolonging your orgasm while you clung to him.

Panting and hot, finally you came down from your high and you shuddered, nearly sinking through your legs had it not been for your husband for you to hold on to. “Fuck.”

Smiling as he saw you, breathing heavily and standing on shaky legs, John wasted not a single second before slamming his lips to yours, pulling his fingers out of you as his arms encircled your waist.

Moaning softly into the kiss, you just closed your eyes, feeling his tongue delve into your mouth as one of his hands came up to the back of your head, his fingers sliding through your hair before he pulled your face even closer, leaving no room for anything but him.

Reaching up, your arms wrapped around his neck, and he groaned softly, his arm around your waist pulling your stomach into his, making your breath hitch as you felt his cock pushed up against your folds.

“I wanna hear you scream my name before we’re done, love.” He whispered as he broke the kiss and grabbed the lube once more, this time to rub onto himself before he positioned the tip at your entrance.

Grabbing his face, you just pulled him into another kiss, the both of you soaked from the shower as slowly you started pushing your hips down.

Groaning as his tip pushed inside, John grabbed your hips to still you as he then wasted no time, sliding in completely.

Feeling your walls clenching around him, John closed his eyes and breathed a little shuddering breath.

Holding you steady, he slowly began pulling out before thrusting back in, the lube doing its job as he moved.

Having been riled up for long enough already, John started up a fast pace, your breath escaping you as you moaned, your arms clinging to him for support as he began fucking you.

Safe to say, you were taking a thorough and lengthy break from work after this.

[quantumorquanta]

Can you do a Yandere Rhys x reader where she is half illyran half high fae who lives camp and he is with feyre but when when he meet reader he wants her instead not feyre anymore

Curious

Yandere!Rhys x fem!half illyrian!reader

Warnings: yandere themes, wing clipping, misogyny

Italics: speaking through the mind or bond

You had lived at that camp all your life. It’s where you were born, a fae male had visited and got your mother pregnant.

The camp deemed it impossible for a home to not have a man to lead it so you resides with Lord Devlon. You had a small room in the back of his house. You kept his residence clean with other females. You favorite time of the month has come-when the High Lord comes. That’s when the misogyny temporally stops.

This time one of the females was out sick at the war house so you were cleaning in it. You could barely hear what they were discussing but Devlon deemed it fine since “females can’t understand war tactics anyway.”

While cleaning you had heard the High Lord brought his High Lady to the meeting.

You were currently stacking bowls of stew onto a circle pan to carry out into the meeting room. As you entered you started distributing the bowls out starting with Devlon. You started to approach the High Lord. You kept your head up, not showing fear and obedience as the others in the camp.

You looked up into his eyes as you set the bowl down. You saw his eyes widen as he took you in. Feyre looked at him, feeling his emotions through the bond. “Rhys?”

“Not now Feyre” He had never called her that. He shut down the bond.

He watched the female who held her chin leave the room.

“Rhysand did you hear what I said?” Devlon asked across the table.

“Tell me who that female was.”

(I accidentally closed my app and lost the next half💀)

You sat down the dirty bucket of water and found a stool to sit. Feeling light headed and cuts all over from todays chores

Two other females sat near you trying to get a break. You hear someone coming from the left, one sniff told you it was a male.

Your heads snapped left down the corridor. The other females stood and lowered their heads. You stayed in your seat, head up looking at the High Lord as he approached. “What is your name?”

“You already know.” You replies shortly.

He lifts his hand to your jaw, moving your head back and forth, “Who did this?” He asked.

You refused to answer to a male.

“Who?” His eyes darkened.

“Just from cleaning, why do you want to know?”

He did not reply, but he moved his palms to your arms, healing them. He looked at him confused. “You are coming with me. Back to my place.”

“What?” You watched him start to move out the door.

“You heard me.” He grabbed your arm. “I’m taking you away from this.”

To you, you thought he was saving you.

Well, to some degree he was.

He lead you gently outside. Were you really getting out?

He stopped abruptly. Pulling you behind him. “Rhys- who is this?” The High Lady.

“I-this is-“ he sighed. “You wouldn’t understand. She is-“

“She’s what?” Feyre demanded.

Rhys held you closer behind him. “The cauldron was wrong.”

“W-what?” Feyres broken voice asked.

What was going on?

“The cauldron was wrong Feyre. She’s mine.” He immediately swooped you up into his arms. Lost in confusion, your unshielded mind was taken over by him as he put you to sleep. You didn’t hear the rest of the argument, but you awoke in a different bed.

[sharksfrommars]

For your asylum ford au what is the arrangement once stan has returned and knows what happened to ford? I'm aware that stan and ford still use the stan o war 2 but was shermie rlly that willing to let ford (who he had witness break down many times) be out at sea alone w stan who had no experience? I mean obvs he trusts stan since they r brothers but was he not reluctant? I suppose he could call them frequently to check up but how does stan react during the lil breakdowns when alone? Yes bill was gone by then but u mentioned how bill left fords brain unstable so I'm interested to know if stan is able to care for someone after being alone in the portal for so long. this au is ADDICTIVE 💀

The truth is it takes a while. Stan and Ford want to immediately embark on their globe trotting adventure at sea, but it’s not that simple.

for one, Ford still has a therapist and parole officer to convince. It was hard enough convincing them to let him go to gravity falls. On top of that, Stan is legally dead. He can’t have a boating licence. Logistically, it wouldn’t work.

Stan and Ford tried to sneak off and steal a boat, but Shermie stopped them, insisting that they do it properly. Which first meant talking to Ford’s therapist, who refused to give approval unless Ford showed significant improvement. Stan not being dead helped a little, but they needed to work out a treatment plan that would work for Ford at sea. One Stan would have to prove capable of enforcing.

Stan’s ability was a real concern of Shermie’s. But stan was determined to get his happy ending. He tried harder than anyone else, and he got REALLY annoying to Ford about taking his meds. He learnt to handle Ford’s hallucinations, his breaks from reality. His memory problems. It was hard, especially at the beginning. Stan needed to develop coping mechanisms to deal with it. He also ended up in therapy for a bit himself, which was kind of shocking.

all that was about 6 months, but Stan. Was still legally dead, and Ford was legally not allowed to leave the country. They depended on the results of the retrial Shermie had pushed for, “in light of new evidence.” The fact that Stan was very much alive was undeniable, so after a lot of pointless arguing, they get it sorted.

over all, it took about a year for them to actually set off on the Stan o war 2. Ford still had to meet with his therapist every week, and Shermie called every other day just to make they’re alright. Of course they had bad days, and a lot of close calls, but they were both determined to make it work. And as time went on, it did. They started having more good days than bad days, had a blast catching up over everything that had happened the last 40 years. They call dipper and Mabel all the time, just to chat, and they spend the evenings watching all the movies Stan missed out on in the multiverse.

they learned to talk to each other, something neither of them had figured out over the last 40 years. They learned how to argue without fighting, how to listen without projecting. It was hard, yes, but they were living their dreams together. They had each other, so how bad could it be?