#i’m being dramatic but UGHH

[sscrambledmeggss]

girl help, selling your house and being a college student is not easy. ALSO having ocd while having people you don’t know (who you can’t even see), go into your room and walk around and touch shit, this is actually awful

[ivy-and-ivory]

Why hello, inevitable-moment-in-a-writing-project-when-I-convince-myself-I-am-a-talentless-hack-of-no-consequence, we meet again. My beloathed. Please kindly go the fuck away :(

[bebe-writes-stuff]

Hey lovely!! I love your work and I was wondering if you can do a baji x reader smut with like a friends to lovers where he gets jealous when one of his friends make a move on you as a joke but he can’t take it seeing y/n all happy’ with a. Anna that’s not him and can u please include where someone walks in on them at the end and he says something about how they became a couple like someone walks in and he he’s like “ can you ye out I’m trying to help my girlfriend clean up!” I LOVE YOU SO MUCHHHHH I have read so much of ur stuff BbBbdbdbbdbd

Ima be honest, I wrote this when I was high so like, idek if this makes sense

Jealous! Baji x Reader (Smut)

Annoyed by your lack of attention, he huffed and puffed, and you still didn't say anything,

"What are you even reading that you are so invested in?" He muttered glancing at your book before pouting and setting his eyes aside.

"Huh, you don't know?" You turned to him and showed him your book cover.

Romeo and Juliet

"Ew, what the hell. Who the hell even reads that in their free time." He cringed at your sappy choice of book taste.

"Shut up will you, it's for the Drama Club. It's the annual play, other schools come and parents also come. I auditioned for fun, but I got the main role, Juliet." You explained, before someone abruptly opened the empty classroom door, it was lunch time.

"Woah, Y/n, did you actually join the annual play?!" It was Chifuyu, he was breathing and seemed...flustered.

"Oh, yeah. how'd you know?" You asked, tilting your head a little worried.

"The flyers are literally being passed out everywhere, look!" He unrolled the flyer and then slammed it on one of the desks.

You took a peek before,

"Woah.."

"Huh?-"

It was you and Ryusei Satou on the cover. You had a dagger in your hand aimed high at yourself as you knelt on your dead lover's body, Ryusei was lying on the floor with poison that fell in drops from his mouth, the tragic fate of Romeo and Juliet. On the cover, you looked just so beautiful, you looked alluring. Your eyes were magnetic, drawing people in with a combination of elegance and genuine warmth. Baji understood why you would be Juliet, no one fit better, you were beautiful both in and out, gentle, graceful, oh he could go on and on about you. He never liked to admit it, he loved you too much. But why was that asshole Ryusei, Romeo, he thought angrily.

The next couple of weeks, Baji has barely seen you. So imagine how he felt when he heard that the entire time you were with Ryusei practicing for the upcoming play. Almost as if you cheated on him, not like you were dating anyway. He didn't mean to stop, he really didn't. But when he heard your voice from outside the theater room, he stopped to listen. Even your voice made him flushed and nervous. However, he froze when he peeked in and saw how Ryusei had you in his arms as he performed dramatically. You were smiling and laughing even. You looked so happy with another guy, it broke his heart. He felt like punching him, or anyone at this point. It was now after school, Chifuyu stopped by Baji's apartment to study for upcoming exams and projects. Then he asked when he noticed how Baji seemed more angry than usual.

"Are you upset that Y/n and Ryusei are gonna kiss?" he shouldn't have said that.

"WHAT, THEY KISS?!" He shouted

"Ohh, I shouldn't have said that..."

"She can't- No- UGHH CAN SHE QUIT THAT STUPID PLAY ALREADY?" Baji groaned, throwing his books to the side before slamming his head on his desk.

"This is so stupid." He pulled onto his hair. He stopped and turned to Chifuyu, who muttered something.

"You got something to say?"

"Baji, she was gonna ask you to do the auditions with her but you turned her down for the gang, Also the play is in a couple days so I think it's too late to pull out now." He repeated himself, a little anxious.

Wait, he thought, was it that one time? Shit, he does remember when he turned down your request, you looked so sad and he promised to make it up to you, which he forgot to do. Fuck.

Now, it was Chifuyu's turn to be worried because of Baji's sudden absences. He couldn't be that affecting because of a silly play, right? C'mon that's Toman's First Division Captain, he can't be acting all childish and clingy when it comes to you, right? Wrong, he was in his room walking back and forth, whining about it.

Baji stayed home the day of the play, until he got a text from Chifuyu.

-- Holy shit, there's so many people at the school dude!"

He groaned and put his phone down, obviously people came. You were too unreal, too siren-like. He heard a knock on his door, it was his mom.

"Chifuyu told me what's been going on. I'm not here to talk to you because in truth, I think you deserve it. You had a chance and you wasted it and made her wait. And you know worst of all, YOU DIDN'T EVEN MAKE IT UP TO HER, and here you are being all childish and sad about the consequences to your own actions. If I were you, I would take my ass there and make it up to her." She scolded him, maybe it sounded harsh, but it was out of love, she was sad that he was putting himself through this.

"yeah, LIKE I KNOW HOW. AT THIS POINT, just let them be." He sighed defeated,

"Don't give me that bull. You know how Kei, I know what you've been doing." She said in a smug motherly tone.

He felt his face grow hot quickly as he glanced at the copy of the play he had read.

Stupid, he thought

He heard his mother's footsteps fade as she walked away once their conversation died out. She was right, Baji knew what to do, and he was gonna make it up to you, tonight!

Backstage, you were nervous, shaking even. You were wearing a silky and fancy long nightgown. It was a scene where you are on the balcony of your room confessing your love to the hidden Romeo as he listens to your heart-filled speech. The play was nearing its end, which meant it was closing to where you had to kiss Romeo or more specifically, Ryusei. Which you found extremely awkward. You noticed Chifuyu in the crowd earlier in the play, he was waving and cheering. However, it saddened you how Baji didn't come, he probably had another important gang meeting, you thought. It was the final scene now. You were getting ready to step on stage before you heard some ruckus in the background, before you had time to figure out. The play started and you stepped onto the stage. You talked clearly and passionately, You called out to your lover, this is when Ryusei was to step out and capture you in a breathtaking kiss after some sensual words. You waited, but no one came out. You called out again, nervously.

Suddenly, from the opposing curtain, he walked out. The stage lighting made the moment feel unreal, wait am I imagining this? Why was the one that stepped out of the curtain, it was Baji, it was really Baji. You gasped before you continued with your act. it was subtle but you glanced at Chifuyu who seemed also equally confused. Finally, the play was gonna end, the last scene was a recreation of the Flyer. Romeo and Juliets end. You stabbed yourself with Romeo's dagger as you fell onto Romeo's poisoned body. The crowd roared with 'woos" and cheers as they applauded loudly. You felt hands grip your waist, Baji whispered,

"Y/n, meet me in the costume closet after this. It's important."

What the hell was going on? you thought, first, Baji is distancing himself from you, then he shows up randomly in the play you in AND KISSES YOU. and NOW, he wants to talk to you alone after the play. But if you wanted to find out, you'd have to confront him. It was later after the show now, you were in front of the costume closet, no one was back there. You took a deep breath before entering, Baji was waiting, leaning against the wall.

"Hey Baji, what's up?"

"Keisuke, My name's Keisuke."

"Ookay...Keisuke."

He hated how awkward you seemed around him, he wanted you to laugh and smile like how you were with Ryusei. He sighed as he stood up and approached you, suddenly you were pushed against one of the walls.

"Y/n, do you hate me?" He whispered, coming in closer, leaving little space between your lips.

No, quite the opposite actually, you thought, but you couldn't say that. You just looked to the side avoiding his gaze. He gritted his teeth harshly

"Look at me damnit!" He growled as he forced you to look at him directly.

"Tch, you like this don't you?" He smirked as he toyed with you. He grabbed your face, roughly and chuckled. You glanced at his lips as you both closed in on each other, your eyes locked in an electric gaze, anticipation hung in the air like a delicate melody. The world seemed to pause as your lips met, creating an intimate universe where only the soft whispers of your breaths and the tender exchange of kisses existed. His hands delicately cradled your face, and your fingers entwined in the strands of his hair. The kiss unfolded like a choreography of emotions, starting with a tender exploration and building into a passionate crescendo. Time seemed to slow down, allowing you to savor every fleeting moment of this shared intimacy. Your breath hitched as you felt Baji placing soft kisses and even nibbling on your sensitive neck. The warmth of his lips, coupled with the gentle pressure and softness of the kisses, created the obvious tension and the sense of both of your intimacy and arousal.

"Y/n, I'm gonna fuck you now." He already had his hand in your costume.

"Fuck, your this wet because of me, you're not scared of being caught, You little slut." You whimpered as you rode his fingers,

"K-keisuke, wait- I-" You tried to formulate a sentence but your moans cut you off.

"Uh, Y/n! Baji! Are you guys here?" You gasped as you put both your hands on your mouth, controlling your moans.

"Huh?! What you want, Chifuyu! Can't you see I'm helping my girlfriend change out of her costume, go now!"

Embarrassed, Chifuyu runs out, He sighed,

"You were right... Ryusei."

"Told ya." He smirked as he knew, the only way to get Baji to make a move on you was to make him a little jealous. 

[nattinatalia]

Jack Harlow x Reader : CRAVINGS AND ARGUMENTS

This pregnancy was different from your first to say the least. The first pregnancy you had no cravings, so when you woke up today craving some weird food combinations you had a plan set in motion.

The only problem is? Your husband hasn’t left your side since he got home two days ago. He doesn’t let you drive and he doesn’t let you be alone for more than five minutes.

If you had to go to the restroom he made sure to be outside the door to hear in case you fell or something. He was every bit dramatic and worried, you loved that about him. But after two days, you were growing annoyed.

You were putting your sandals on when Jack walked into the living room.

“I know you’re not going anywhere right now.” He crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow . “I see you have your purse and keys, were you sneaking out?”

You groan. “You and Mia were taking a nap so I was going to make a quick run to the store.”

“Absolutely not, I told you-“

“Yes, yes, I know Jackman.” You roll your eyes.

“Okay first of all, calm down.” He goes to hug you, rubbing circles on your back. “Second of all, hand me the list and I’ll go for you.”

You shake your head. “Jack, I want to go. I need to get fresh air.”

“Go outside then, I finally built your swing.”

“Ughh, okay okay. Just go.” You plop down on the couch. “I’ll text you the list.”

He bends down, lifts up your chin so you can look at him. “Don’t be moody baby.” He pecks your lips and smiles. “I’ll be back.”

******

It was thirty minutes later that Jack was walking back inside the house with two bags in hand.

You’re immediately confused. “What’s wrong? Did you forget your wallet?”

“Huh? Oh no, I’m done.” He says, walking into the kitchen. You quickly follow behind him.

“Babe, you usually take forever at the store when I send you with a list. No way you’re back this fast.”

He starts taking out the groceries from the bags and you look at the stuff in confusion. “What’s all this?”

“Your snacks and food.”

You grab a bag of green beans, “This wasn’t on my list.” You look at the peas, the wheat thins. “I definitely didn’t put this down.”

Jack doesn’t say anything. “Jack, where are my pickles? My hot Cheetos, my Dr. Pepper?” You dig through the stuff he brought home. “Most importantly, where are my spicy noodles?”

He scratches his neck. “About that.”

“What?”

“Baby, that’s all unhealthy stuff. You need to watch what you eat for the baby.”

You glare at him. “Jackman, please tell me you’re pranking me right now. Because if you didn’t bring me what I asked for, you’ll be sleeping on the couch.”

“Okay so I didn’t bring- wait before you get mad.” He goes up to you. “There weren't any noodles and babe, Dr Pepper with creamer? That’s gross so I’m saving you the disgust.”

“You don’t see me give you shit about your chicken and peanut butter.” You glare.

“Wait, that's not fair. Mia actually likes my chicken with peanut butter.”

You chuckle. “News flash, she doesn’t. She hates it and throws it to the neighbor's dog.”

He gasps. “Wow, what a way to shatter my heart.”

You glare at him and walk out of the kitchen and make your way back to the living room. You snatch your phone and sit down.

Jack follows behind you, smirking “What are you doing grumpy pants?”

You ignore him, continuing to scroll through your phone.

“Babe, are you really going to ignore me?” You stay quiet again.

“So what snacks do you want from the kitchen? I’ll cut you some veggies and fruit.”

You glare at him. “If you come near me with those wanna be snacks, I will hurt you.”

“Babe, stop being dramatic.” He chuckles, placing his hands on your bump.

“I’ll be whatever I want to be right now.” You push his hands away. “Don’t touch me.”

“What? What’s wrong?”

You roll your eyes. “You offered to go to the store for me, the least you could’ve done was bring me what I asked for.”

“That is what has you so mad?” He shakes his head. “Babe, I’m just looking out for you.”

You hum, but continue scrolling through your phone. “Who are you texting?”

“Gerald.”

“What did he say?- WAIT WHAT?” He snaps his head towards you. “You’re texting who?”

“Maybe he’ll bring me what I actually ask for.”

“Stop being petty.”

“Who said I was being petty? You can’t give me what I want, let me go ask all the guys who are in my dms begging for scraps.”

“All this pettiness over fucking food?”

“YES.” You yell. “You know I don’t play about my food, especially with this pregnancy. I crave weird things, you think I’m happy about that? I watch what I eat every other day but god forbid I get a weird craving, don’t blame me if your son comes out with a cone head.”

The doorbell rings and you get up as fast as your belly lets you and head to the door.

You grab the bags and close the door.

“Who dropped that off?”

“Gerald.” You snap at him.

Trying to head to the kitchen but he takes the bags from you. “Quit fucking playing.”

“Maybe you should’ve brought me what I asked for.” You shrug and start unpacking the bags.

You smile at what he dropped off. “He’s the best.”

“Who dropped these off? Because no way delivery got here this quick.”

“My favorite Harlow.” You bite into a pickle and do a little dance at the juicy flavor. “Your brother knew you’d pull some shit so he asked me to send him my list.”

You grab the monitor from the counter to double check Mia was still down for her nap. Once you see that she is, you continue to unpack the groceries your brother in law dropped off.

“Okay, I get it but I was only looking out for you.” He groans once he sees the pack of noodles. “I hate when you eat these.”

You shrug, “That sounds like a you problem.”

He nods and scratches his beard. “Do you need anything else ?”

You shake your head. “Oh no, I’m good, wouldn’t want you ruining anything else.”

“I’m going back to bed with Mia.” He kisses the top of your head. “Sorry for all of this.” He mumbles quietly and walks out.

You pick nothing up on his tone so you continue with putting away the groceries that you weren’t going to use right now.

In a plate you placed two pickles, baby carrots, and peanut butter. You filled a glass cup with ice and poured some Dr Pepper with creamer.

You made your way to the table, grabbing the black bag of hot Cheetos. Once you take a few bites of your snacks, dipping your pickles with peanut butter. You get a wave of emotions crashing in on you.

You can’t help but let the tears out, you push away your plate. You were about to head upstairs but you came face to face with Jack.

“What’s wrong.?” He asked, scared.

You hug him. “I’m sorry, I was being a bitch and you didn’t deserve that. I know you’re looking out for me but I just get annoyed so quickly and I hate it that I take it out on you.”

“Hey, hey.” He rubs your back. “Deep breath’s baby, you’re okay.”

You shake your head. “But I’m not, I shouldn’t be so mean to you, over snacks and food. That’s so silly.”

“I should’ve brought you what you asked for, so it’s on me.” He hugs you tighter against his chest.

“Why couldn’t you get the weird cravings again this time?” You joke, remembering how when you were pregnant with Mia, it was him with the mood swings and cravings.

He laughs, “That was a crazy time.” He pulls back a bit so he can look at you. “We’re okay baby, I understand you feel different this time around. I shouldn’t be pushing your buttons about it either.”

“I’m still sorry though, I know you’re trying your best.” You get on your tippy toes and kiss his neck. “You’ve been amazing and I’m just bitchy and moody.”

“Baby relax, everything is okay.” he places his hands on your round bump. “Let me help you”

“I’m going to hold it for a little while, is that okay?” You nod, as he quickly places his hands under your belly, lifting it up a bit.

You lean back on his chest and leave out a deep sigh. “That feels good.”

He kisses your neck, “Little man is really kicking at your side right now.”

“You know he does that whenever we fight or whenever he hears your voice.” You close your eyes as he starts swaying you both side to side.

“He’s going to be good at soccer.” At those words, you feel a big kick on your side, you and Jack chuckle at that.

“We’re good baby boy, just mommy and daddy having a disagreement.” You place your hand where he kicked.

“We’re more than okay little man.” He whispers. After his words, your son kicks again making you and Jack smile and shed a few tears of happiness.

This pregnancy wasn’t easy by any means but Angel “Ez” Harlow was worth it.

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[catch1ngmoths]

quackity x mom!reader

୨ৎ˙⋆AFFECTION.˚ ᡣ𐭩

Summary: quackity x mom!reader

Note: YESSSS!! annon coming in clutch 🙏 thanks to whoever requested this, I LOVE YOU AND THIS REQUEST!!

❀˖°𓍼♡ ❀˖°𓍼♡ ❀˖°𓍼♡ ❀˖°𓍼♡ ❀˖°𓍼♡ ❀˖°𓍼♡

ᰔᩚ. I know Alex is always talking about how much he hates kids but…

ᰔᩚ. ME WHEN I LIIIIEEE!!!

ᰔᩚ. Of course some kids are obnoxious and he thinks he hates kids but once he meets yours for the first time, he falls in love with them

ᰔᩚ. They’re just so adorable! They look just like you, they have your soft features and he loves it

ᰔᩚ. The first time he found out you had a baby, he’d be a little nervous about it.

ᰔᩚ. Taking care of a child is hard work and he definitely wants a relationship to last so he’s not just there for a fun time.

ᰔᩚ. He’s there for a fun time AND a long time, baby boy is so sentimental

ᰔᩚ. He would gang up with them against you :,)

ᰔᩚ. Ughh you hate it so much (you secretly love it, and he knows it)

ᰔᩚ. Like your child will start playfully being mean to you and Alex will just jump in and bully you with your child while you dramatically fake cry

ᰔᩚ GUYS LISTEN UP!!! HE CALLS YOU MAMI!! HE CALLS YOU MAMI!! HE CALLS YOU MAMI!! HE CALLS YOU- *implodes*

ᰔᩚ. Speaking of…he’d definitely give your child Spanish nicknames!

ᰔᩚ. Like, “mija/mijo, Chico/chica, nene/nena”

ᰔ��. HE’D GET HELP OF YOUR CHILD TO DO ROMANTIC THINGS FOR YOUUU!!

ᰔᩚ. He’d make you breakfast in bed and get your kid to help bring it to you!

ᰔᩚ. He’d go all out on gifts for your kid, like birthdays, Christmas, VALENTINES DAY? HES GIVING THE BEST PRESENTS AND LIL TREATS

ᰔᩚ. He just wants your child to feel loved and appreciated!

ᰔᩚ. His love language is definitely physical touch so he’d kiss their forehead/cheeks, hug them when he hasn’t seen them in a while, give them piggy back rides, exc

ᰔᩚ. HED BE THE BEST FATHER FIGURE, your child would love him so much, like so much

ᰔᩚ. Once your kid was older and in that bratty stage, he wouldn’t hesitate to jump to your defense immediately if your child went to far

ᰔᩚ. You and your baby were arguing because you said they couldn’t do something and they were just like, “ugh! I hate you mom!”

ᰔᩚ. Bro would be like, “c/n wha-?! don’t say things like that about your mom! Cant you see she’s just trying to protect you?!”

ᰔᩚ. EAUGHHH

ᰔᩚ. Anyways going back, when you’d cry in his arms, Becuase being a mother is a fucking hard job

ᰔᩚ. His heart would break, like brooo

ᰔᩚ. He just be like, “shhh mami, everything’s gonna be alright. It’ll be okay mi amor.”

ᰔᩚ. He loves you and your child so so much, yall are like a home to him. His home.

ᰔᩚ. You’d come home and see him playing dolls with your child, making a girly voice

ᰔᩚ. He’d definitely be the type of boyfriend to roughhouse with your child, like swinging them around and shit LMFAOO

ᰔᩚ. He’d gift your kid his old Beanies from when he was 16/17 (I’m convinced he’s kept all of them)

ᰔᩚ. Overall, he’d be the silliest, kindest person to your child and could love them no matter what!

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[featherstreams]

Twice the Tricks, T-Poses, and Tickles

Notes: Thank you so much to the anon who requested this and for the kind words!! This sounds adorable, and I'm so glad you liked my first one! I hope you like it!💚 Todoroki is a sweetheart and deserves to smile more. (Also, sorry for the long build-up to the tickling part and the lame ending) (Second Note from rewrite: I rewrote half this fic from memory before the lovely anon who requested this reached out to me with the fic saved! I decided to leave in a lot of the changes to hopefully improve my writing a bit! Thank you so much to that anon and I hope you all enjoy!)

Lee: Todoroki

Ler(s): Kirishima, Kaminari, and Midoriya

Word Count: 1,534

Warnings: None!

Summary: After a successful prank on Bakugou using the T-pose trick they found online, Kirishima and Kaminari decide to move on to another victim during a boring lull during class. Chaos commences.

~ Part One ~

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“Ughh, I’m so boredddd…”

"Shut up, Dunce face." Bakugou snapped from his place at his desk where he was fiddling with his pen.

“But Kachaan~!”

“Call me that again and die.”

Kirishima chuckled from is own place at his desk. Bakugou had been giving both he and Kaminari the cold shoulder ever since their prank a few days ago, aside from little quips and banter like this. He was surprised their explosive classmate hadn't enacted his revenge on them yet, but he wasn't complaining. Being on the receiving end of Bakugou's revenge, especially when it came to tickling, was... He shuddered at the thought.

Redirecting himself back to the present, Kirishima stood from his seat and walked over to Kaminari's desk, clapping his friend on the shoulder. "Why don't you play a game on your phone or something?" He suggested.

“Aizawa-sensei took my phone away,” Kaminari whined, dropping his head on his desk dramatically. “I won’t get it back until the end of the day.”

“You can use mine if you want,” he offered, rummaging through his back pocket.

“No, you don’t have the games I like. And I won’t have any of my saved progress, anyways,” Came the muffled reply from the blond, who didn’t bother to lift his head from his desk.

“Stop complaining so much if you’re just going to turn down everything you’re given to help.” Jirou called from where she was sitting on Mina’s desk her phone in her hand as she softly played some sort of tune for the alien girl.

“Speaking of sensei,” Midoriya piped up from his own seat, interrupting Kaminari’s defensive response, “I wonder what’s holding him up.”

It was Tuesday, and the entire class was in their usual classroom for the day. They were supposed to be working on some sort of training assignment, but indeed, their sensei, Mr. Aizawa, had been called away around ten minutes prior by another teacher for help with… well, none of them were quite sure what. He’d told them to sit tight and not cause trouble before leaving to deal with whatever the situation was. It hadn’t taken long for the majority the class to melt away from their assigned seats and group up in their usual cliches. The responsible ones of the class- the usual suspects, Iida, Momo, Bakugou- had taken this free time of sorts to work on their homework, but many of the others- Like Kaminari- were growing bored and restless.

"Oh, oh! I know!!" Kaminari exclaimed suddenly, lifting his head from his desk to grin at Kirishima in excitement. He lowered his voice then, glancing around as he spoke. "The prank! We should do the prank!"

Kirishima grinned, crossing his arms. "Hell yeah, man. I'm sure that'll be great entertainment. But who should we do it to?" He asked, now joining the blond in scanning their classmates for possible victims. "Sero and Mina likely know about the video already... Actually, I think we should avoid the girls in general. That wouldn't be manly to trick them into being helpless without their permission."

Kaminari rolled his eyes. "Always the gentleman."

"Midoriya would figure it out too fast.” Kirishima continued, ignoring the quip. “Iida would never let us..."

"Todoroki!" Kaminari exclaimed, already standing up. It was the perfect choice, after all; what did the half and half hero know about social media? Nothing, as far as they knew. Content with their decision, the two boys approached their target, who had been engaged into small conversation with Midoriya while Kirishima and Kaminari had been talking.

"Hey, Todoroki! Wanna try out this test we heard about?" Kirishima asked with a smile as they stopped before the pair. Todoroki, who’d been mid conversation, stopped and turned to look at them, curious.

"Test?" He echoed, tilting his head.

"It's a strength test!" Kaminari said cheerfully. "Bakugou even tried it the other day!"

A glance at the hero in question showed that the blond was now looking at them, stunned and furious. Don't rat us out, please... But Bakugou only let out an indignant sniff and said nothing, returning to his classwork.

"Oh... Sure. Okay." Todoroki said evenly, standing up from his seat on Midoriya’s desktop. "How do I take this test?"

"Oh! Let's see..." Kirishima searched for something they could use, scanning the room. Nothing, nothing… Shoot, maybe they’d been to hasty with this. But then Bakugou suddenly caught his attention when he moved, pointing to an area in the far corner of the room. Following his finger lead him to a bō sitting out beside the supply closet. Of course! From their karate-type lesson with Mr. Aizawa last week. That would be perfect!

Kirishima rushed over and picked it up, flashing a shark-toothed smile at Bakugou for the help- receiving only another indignant huff of dismissal- before returning to his friend and their new victim. Kaminari was in the midst of explaining what Todoroki was going to be doing as Kirishima stopped in front of them, staff held securely in both hands.

"Got a staff!" Kirishima said with a grin. "Go ahead and lift your arms up to the side- Yes, just like that!"

Todoroki did as instructed, standing like a statue with both arms perpendicular to his body while he watched Kirishima thread the bō, or staff, through the sleeves of his uniform jacket until it could be seen peeking out the other side.

"There! How does it feel?" Kaminari asked with a smirk. Todoroki calmly tested the staff, lightly pulling on his arms, which barely bugged.

"Secure," He replied after a moment. Half the class was watching now, curious and interested. Was Mina recording on her phone? Oh, she definitely knew what was going on.

"Great! Now, try to get it out! You can't use your quirk," Kirishima added when flames licked at Todoroki's left fingers. The peppermint boy obeyed, fire extinguishing as quickly as it’d appeared, tugging on his arms and shifting his feet. His brows knit together as he focused on the task, but remained unsuccessful aside from getting his elbows in a few inches.

"I can't get out," he said finally, blinking at the now-smirking two boys that had put him here. "Does that mean I failed?"

"Not exactly," Kaminari said, cracking his fingers. "You see, the strength test wasn't about your arms, exactly. It was about how long you can last."

"How long I can last? Last wha-AHAT! H-Hehey!" Todoroki's question was cut short when Kirishima jumped forward and squeezed his sides. The half and half hero pinched his lips together, jerking a few steps backwards only to run into Midoriya and his desk.

"Clever, you two," Midoriya commented, giggling as he looked up at his tense friend.

"Thank you!" The boys chorused together, both poking their way around Todoroki's sides and tummy.

"Come on, Todobro~! Tickle tickle tickle!!" Kirishima cooed. Giggles spilled through Todoroki's pinched lips, his cheeks pinkening from the teasing. "Awww, listen to those giggles! Who knew stoic Todoroki had it in him?"

"How adorable," Kaminari agreed with a smile, pinching his way up Todoroki's right ribs, earning a soft squeak. He had no hope of containing his reactions when caught so by surprise on top of having two ticklers. He was squirming now, trying to twist side to side as his arms remain stubbornly up and useless due to the staff in his sleeves.

He was squirming enough that it was growing exceedingly difficult for both Kaminari and Kirishima to tickle him, struggling to stay out of each other's way while also maintaining contact with Todoroki's wiggling torso. This became tricky enough that the redhead finally paused, pursing his lips thoughtfully as he evaluated the situation.

Then there were arms snaking around Todoroki's hips from behind, causing a surprised sound to erupt from the peppermint hero. They belonged to Midoriya, who pulled Todoroki towards him, keeping him secured against the desk and himself so he couldn't struggle away anymore. His own thumbs could be seen gently digging into the divotes of Todoroki's hips, and a snort erupted from the boy as he doubled over.

"Have at him, guys. His armpits are the worst for his upperbody," Midoriya supplied helpfully, a smile evident in his voice as he held Todoroki in place for the other two boys to play with to their hearts’ content..

"Mihidoriyahaha!!" Todoroki protested through his hysterical giggling.

"Todoroki-kun!" Midoriya echoed back teasingly.

Kirishima, not wanting to overwhelm the stoic half and half hero with six tickly hands, decided to stand back and watch this time, as most of the rest of the class was doing by this point. Most of the girls could be heard cooing, with Mina recording the entire thing on her phone, and even Bakugou was watching, smirking at Todoroki’s situation in a way that only someone who’d been in that position could.

Kaminari drilled back in on Todoroki's ribs, needing no other encouragement to continue. The victim let out a shout of laughter before delving into hysterics at the combo tickling he was being subjected to.

"Guhahahaha-guys! HAHAHhahahaa Ohohokay! Hahahahaha! Plehehease!! K-Kaminari, Midorihihi- Aaahahaha!! NONONO!" The uncharacteristic squeal shot from Todoroki's mouth when Kaminari scribbled his devious fingers under Todoroki's arms. The struggling attempts to get away doubled as Todoroki's adorable shrieking laughter filled the classroom. It was so... High pitched, and adorable, and just so genuine from such a soft spoken, neutral guy. Kirishima nearly awwed. He was not alone, though others seemed to have failed in holding the sound in.

The poor peppermint boy's legs were trembling, and it didn't take long before they gave out on him, and his weight was fully leaning into Midoriya.

"P-PLEHEHEHEASE!! NOHOHOHAHAHA NO PLEASE NOHOHOT THERE!! I- EEK- I CAHAHANT!!" Todoroki cried out between his sweet laughter. This carried on for another unspecified amount of minutes, Todoroki’s desperation being dutifully ignored in favor of listening to his adorable laughter, before a voice cut through the noise, causing everyone to freeze.

"I leave to deal with a quirk emergency for fifteen minutes, and I come back to this?" Aizawa drawled from where he was standing, arms crossed, in the front of the room, eyes trained on the frozen scene. "I could hear you from three classrooms away."

Todoroki, who sat blushing and panting in what was practically Midoriya's lap by this point, turned red enough that his scar nearly disappeared. "S-Sorry, sensei." He mumbled as an almost equally embarrassed Midoriya quickly lifted his hands from Todoroki’s body in surrender, unable to stand due to being pinned down by the victim of their antics,

"Kaminari, Midoriya, detention." Mr. Aizawa merely said. The loud protests of "What?!" and "It was Kirishima's idea!" ("Hey bro, not cool!") that followed from the electric blond went ignored as Kirishima helped Midoriya remove the staff from poor Todoroki's sleeves.

As the three boys fussed over a tickled-out Todoroki, in which Iida and Uraraka joined in, no one noticed the smile or the chuckle that rasped out of Aizawa as the man closed the classroom door and set up to continue their lesson for the day.

[hazbinroomservice]

Velvette my beloved, I’m on my hands and knees begging you to sit on my face. Please????

꣑୧ there’s a clutter of noises in the background, Velvette is distinctly heard yelling at her models to fix their posture, and for her designers to come up with something in this century. Her sighs fill the air dramatically, her next words are cut off by a ding, a message, for her, good timing, she was hoping for some sort of distraction before she blew her fuse.

What, you want to what now?? I don’t know whether i’m disgusted, complimented or mildly turned on. Really? i guess this is what i get for expecting some dignity from the living.

ughh, at least you know you’re place is under me, and you said please, so there’s still time to shape you up into something useful to me. Tell me, will you run errands for me too? maybe shine my fucking shoes?

i didn’t know that people who were still living had such balls, or, maybe just stupidity.

꣑୧ she stops typing, a grin nestles onto her face. internally she is flattered that people want to voluntarily be beneath her, the boldness of it all just took her by surprise. The teeth that had been biting down on her bottom lip lessen their pressure, she finds being desired on the internet an ego boost, and like a balloon, her stress slowly deflates. Maybe receiving messages from the outside world wasn’t a complete bore.

creds: saradika-graphics, cafekitsune.

[cxhleel108]

LITG S8 Thots for this week: What a great day!

• Girl this compatibility test kinda made no sense like I’m just answering questions that so obviously correlate to Oakley or Shawn what is the point???😭

• And what guy would that be exactly?…

• Oakley being most compatible with me AHA! y’all are never tearing us apart idgaf😛

• She’s so me like why I’m kinda in love with her.

• Outfit time un!

• Ok um…roaring twenties!

• This is so Emel coded. Aw I kinda miss her a lil.

• That poem chile…Max you gotta go😭😭😭

• Claudia toying with Liam and Max lame asses ughh that’s my muva DOWN.

• Team Shawn and Kyle actually cuz Liam and Max fucking suck omg. Also yes Kyle romancers you’ve converted me a little bit, he’s cute.

• Pushing Liam in the pool wasn’t enough tbh like he needs to drown I’m sorry.

• “I can’t stop thinking about last night” You mean when I kicked you out and slept alone Shawn? Ok.

• Bro this same shit happened last season what the fuck did I need to put on a dress for just to go speak to niggas??? Fusebox will do anything for a bag😭

• Anyways, outfit time deux!

• Werk!

• Great! Now I have to deal with Liam for the rest of the season🙂

• Being forced to bring a boy back is actually so dumb. What is he gonna be there for other than to watch me ride Oakley’s dick constantly?

• As she should! Let’s not act like Theo wouldn’t JUMP at the chance to taste this coochie if I let him, please.

• Me just having the option to leave Shawn behind back at the Villa god I feel so bad. I still did it tho😛

• AHHHHH EXACTLY BOO EXACTLYYYYYY!!!

• PFFFFFFTTTTT BE FOR REAL BRUH🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

• BAD BITCH PARTY OF ONE! BAD BITCH PARTY OF ONE YOUR TABLE IS READY!

• I’m sorry but-

• So glad I get to let Shawn know right away that I’m a girl on a mission and he’s just gonna have to be okay with that.

• Bitch don’t make my girl already have to slide yo ass after being back for three minutes.

• The daybeds chat ughhkdkdksns just give him back to me already like y’all keep playing with me!

• Ok first off, I looooove Hazel already she’s so cutesy and fun and girlypop. Second off, I really don’t give a fuck what happened while I was gone cuz at the end of the day…Sienna is NOT badder than me…like at all.

• Outfit time trois!

• Cheetah print so I can show this ho just how fast I can reclaim my man oh exactly!

• Bea sis I love you but you can’t be mad at Liam for being an ignorant fool when you brought said ignorant fool in here like…

• Ooo wait this different scenario options for different LIs gave me Choices tease for a second…why they can’t do this more often???

• This shit had me giggling and kicking my feet god I love this man.

• Hazel and Hari are lowkey goals I love this.

• LMAOOOOOOO LAME ASS🫵🏽🤣

• Uhhhh Luna don’t be mad just cuz I got the attention of four niggas in here and you only got the attention of one. We may have made up but TRUST I got enough smoke for you and Sienna!

• Everybody just watched Oakley and I share this romantic ass, dramatic ass, chick flick ass kiss but they still gon act like there’s a chance I want somebody else I hate it here.

• Course it was Liam that started the big blow up.

• How dare y’all assume I’d rat my bestie Claudia out omg?

• Them bringing my name up in that argument between Theo and Claudia just for it to not even mean anything…like I said earlier anything for a fucking bag.

• You’re telling me Jin and Luna were actually able to end their pointless arguement in a time frame of under two minutes this time? Wow shit really is changing around here.

• AHHHHH YOU MAD🫵🏽😝

• Oh brother can we just tell Oakley that we’d never cheat on him and get to fucking already jesus why do we have to wait for that AGAIN???

[dreamingofep]

Guys I’m having such writers block with this epilogue😫 I think it’s because my brain is sad the story is over and I don’t want to admit it’s over yet! Ughh! I know I’m being so dramatic about this and my silly little story but man, I’ll just always love vampire Elvis to an unhealthy amount!🤭😝

[soaps-mohawk]

Ok anon asking what would happen if another omega came in ur a genius

bc now I’m wonder what ur take is on hypothetically what would happen if they had another omega into the pack?

because Price was the one who claimed reader first, he’s technically “her alpha”, so would the new omega technically be assigned to be claimed by Ghost first to become “his omega” or would John also claim her, being the pack alpha?

furthermore, what would sharing look like? Would it be evenly distributed? I image the boys (for the sake of keeping things calm) would try to make it so, but I imagine it can be hard.

because what omega wouldn’t be possessive of their pack when a new omega (a tank who’s made to be loved and doted on by alphas) is coming in? (I know I would 🙋‍♀️).

If the New Omega is coming from an institute like reader, which I assume would be the easiest supply of omegas for adding into military packs, I image she would also be relatively damaged and need a lot of attention to heal, just like reader has (she’s nowhere near healed ofc, but we’re getting there)

If we’re going down the angst route, just imagining the tension and irritation of having to share your bed and your alpha and your beta with some newcomer, having to watch them get attention that was previously just on you, UGHH I can feel it and IRS NOT EVEN REAL

and that’s how you get a depressed omega WHOOPS

I imagine everyone in the pack would have to work REAL HARD to make sure reader never gets left out despite the newcomer, that she still always has access to her alpha’s support whenever she needs it, and that she doesn’t feel any less loved than before.

my raging jealousy issues COULD NOT I would throw a hissy fucking fit

(Honestly that’s the fun thing about a/b/o. There’s so many different facets and factors that plug into everything that any new scenario you introduce can be worked into the world building and it makes it sooo much more rich and dramatic HRG I LOVE IT)

— 🌘 !

So, I think if they added another omega, it would be for Simon (and by extension Johnny) to have an omega. It would offer more of a balance, one beta and omega for each alpha. So Price wouldn't necessarily need to claim the second omega, because Simon could be the one doing that (if they found an omega he would be interested in).

Price could claim the new omega too, depending on how the relationships develop, but he wouldn't necessarily have to since it's pretty common in larger packs with multiple alphas for each alpha to claim their own omega. They do occasionally share and two can claim one omega, but typically each alpha has at least one omega they've claimed.

That being said, I don't think there would be a lot of jealousy from the reader if they did bring in a second omega. It's a very common occurrence, and even though the reader came from a small family pack, she still knows that's a reality and to a degree prepared for the possibility of being chosen and claimed by an alpha in a larger pack. The 141 is slightly different in their structure than larger packs (given there's only five of them), but adding a second omega would kind of smooth that out a bit.

There might be a little jealousy at the beginning during the adjustment stage as the others attempt to bond with and make the new omega more comfortable. If that omega came from an institute, however, I think that would only serve for a bonding opportunity for the reader and the new omega. Shared trauma and all of that. Only they really would know what it was like, and so having someone there who you can talk to who understands would be a great way to open up and get closer to each other.

Pack relationships can be pretty fluid so I don't think the new omega would stand in the way of the reader and Johnny's bond, or even Simon, just as the reader wouldn't really stand in the way of the new omega bonding with Gaz or Price. They need those bonds to be a cohesive and stable pack, and they wouldn't necessarily have to be romantic or sexual in nature. Platonic bonds and familial bonds are just as strong as the others.

Honestly, the omegas would be spending a lot of time together and I think the only jealousy would be from the guys because they would get so close so fast lol. They would definitely use it against the guys too, laying the "sweet little omegas being cute together" on thick to get what they want. They'd probably become the closest out of the entire pack, because as I've said before when I discussed jealousy, only omegas know what it's like being omegas. They don't have it easy and they have a lot of shared experiences regardless of their backgrounds, and so they don't really see each other as competition or a potential threat. They tend to bond pretty quickly together, when it's allowed, because there's a lot of empathy and sympathy for each other.

So yeah, that's kind of how that would play out. Jealousy isn't really a thing, unless an alpha is purposefully neglecting an omega in favor of another, which just wouldn't happen in this situation because that causes some serious disruption in pack bonds and stability, and the 141 needs to be a very cohesive and stable pack in order to function efficiently and effectively. Plus, I just don't see the guys doing something like that. They'd definitely make sure both omegas feel loved equally.

[betterwithbooksthanwithpeople]

incorrect spectrum club 7 quotes

(things my neurodivergent siblings have said edition)

Drew: “Imagine being in the top 5% [on this test] in the country and not caring.”

Marideth: “Gotta love the Bolivia Salt Flat that you can see from space.”

Caroline: “Ughh, my glittery soul.”

Jessica: “That hurt so bad, but for dramatic effect it was worth it.”

Mel: “I am indifferent, as I am to many things.”

Tommy: “Okay, I got us lost because I didn’t know where we were going.”

Remy: “That’s not a throwback. That’s me right now.”

bonus - Ashley: “I’m unemployed and uneducated. Nothing touches me.”

[prettyboysun]

a love that always feels like summer

chapter 1 | chapter 2

choi yeonjun x f!reader | the rest of txt are in here too lol | set in the mid 2000′s | fluff, angst, non-detailed smut | wrote this to satisfy my yearning of a teenage summer romance in the 20th century lol

warnings/tw: mentions of underage drinking and alcohol, police, cursing, mentions of drunk driving (and someone’s death bcus of it)

word count: 2.5k

“take this!!” the water shooting out from the nozzle of the water gun glimmered in the sun, some of it partially entering jisoo’s mouth, which resulted in Karina being tackled into the water. You sat on land, observing the scene before you. upbeat music played while young adults and high schoolers littered in the lake’s water, on the benches, and some on flamboyant donut shaped and polka dotted pool floats. you took a break from residing in the water and resorted to sitting in the sun, the water droplets on your body quickly drying up with the blazing heat. the watermelon you chewed on tasted sweeter than ever and your feet felt nice buried in the sand. “y/n stop being a bore! It feels nice in here!” jisoo yelled at you from in the water. you rolled your eyes at her calling you a bore. “after I’m done!” you showed her the half eaten piece of watermelon in your hand. “ahhh!” a powerful stream of water hit the back of your head. ‘Who the hell-‘ you immediately recognized the sound of laughter, slowly turning around to be met with beomgyu bending over in laughter, water gun in hand.  “ha ha ha. Very funny beomgyu.” You said sarcastically with a deadpan expression. Soobin stood beside him trying to hide the smile threatening to show on his face. ‘That means yeonjun’s here then.’ Too occupied with the realization—because you were waiting to see him —you tried to discreetly glance around to locate him, still facing beomgyu. your eyes caught the sight of yeonjun approaching, with Luna by his side. They smiled together and waved at their group of friends, exchanging greetings. beomgyu frowned at your lack of attention to him. “ughh you fucker!” You felt another stream of water hit your face and decided you had enough of beomgyu. You grabbed at his leg in front of you and tugged at it, hoping to make him fall onto the floor with you. yeonjun looked over from chatting with his friends and saw you trying to perform a WWE move on beomgyus leg while he begged for soobins help. He let out a small chuckle. ‘cute’ he thought and dismissed himself from his friends. he walked over to soobin and wrapped an arm around him, laughing together at the mundane sight in front of them. Too much in rage over beomgyus action and still getting him to surrender to you, you had barely noticed yeonjun standing in front of you. “y-yeonjun.” You had froze in place, hands still gripping onto beomgyus long mop of a hair. you mentally facepalmed yourself at the stutter of his name that you let out. “hi y/n” he had simply replied, pretty smirk on his lips. You had pushed beomgyu off of you when yeonjun offered his hand for you to stand up. You meekly grabbed it, muttering a small thanks. beomgyu still laid on the sand dramatically, acting as if he got shot. “So when yeonjun comes around you wanna act all different huh” he scoffs and rolls his eyes. You glare at him and before you can retort your three friends approach. “Hey guys! How’s it going?” Jisoo asks.  ✬ how you got into this current situation was something you imagined to never happen. “wahhh!” Karina’s scream could be heard after jumping off the cliff into the water below, followed by a splash.

“Soooo…” you, kai and yeonjun look over to beomgyu tapping his foot with his arms crossed. “ladies first.” He gestures to the water below with a grand smile. “shut up beomgyu stop being a wuss and jump already.” You say with playful hostility. Kai and yeonjun agree with nods and ‘yeahs.’ “wuss?! Me?!” He bends over laughing, a hand to slap at his knee. “The three of you should look at yourselves!” It was like telepathy the way the three of you on the receiving end of beomgyu’s banter knew what to do. A short of exchange of eye contact and a consensual feeling of being done with beomgyu threw the three of you into action. Yeonjun was the closest to him and the first to take hold of his arms, kai also aided in grabbing hold of him and dragging him off the ledge—of course with the loud protesting screams and words of beomgyu. You were the icing on the cake when you had given the final push to beomgyu’s back. “bastardssss!” The figure of beomgyu descending along with a loud splash had the three of you evilily chuckling. kai was too engrossed in laughter near the ledge, it had surprised even you when yeonjun had suddenly pushed him off. “hyung!-“ kai yelled in betrayal. you could hear beomgyus loud laughter from below more than anything else. Along with a quite “serves you right.” you had taken a few steps back, a hand over your mouth in shock, amusement and horror. You just hoped yeonjun was kind enough to not push you off like the two others. “please… spare me.” You weakly held two hands out in front of yourself for defense. yeonjun laughed at your playful actions. you couldn’t help but the notice the way his bare torso flexed at the action. The way his hair was attractively slicked back from getting wet earlier and the way his skin shone in the sun with the layer of sunscreen, also the moles on his body— oh, and the way he held out his right hand to you accompanied with a small smile and nudge of his head towards the water. “together?” He was asking to jump with you. you slowly nodded and put your hand in his warm ones. The two of you took a few steps back to get ready to run for it. 

“I’m saving you once again y/n” 

you scoff and roll your eyes at his words. “more like I’ve been forced into this.” 

“you know you love your knight in shining armor.” he says matter-of-factly with a smirk tugging at his lips. 

“I’d love it if my knight in shining armor could jump off this damn cliff already.” you shut him up and he lets out a chuckle in response. “1….2….3!” your shouts of excitement mixed together and your hands stayed connected even once reaching the water. Yeonjun had flicked his head up from the water with an attractive comb of his hair to the back. The water droplets cascading down the sharp features on his face had you mesmerized. but the best part was the wide smile he gave you while looking directly into his eyes. Damn, you were down bad. ✬ how you got into another situation YET again, was something you also imagined to never happen. “Cops! Run!” A random dudes voice was heard yelling. Underage drinking, smoking, and cliff diving were things nobody wanted on their records. A collection of ‘oh shits’ and other hasty words surrounded you. luckily you were on shore already and easily grabbed your bag and belongings. The problem was that your friends and also your ride to escape was nowhere in sight. You spotted your friends in a group together in a distance and planned to run to them. “y/n.” You felt someone grab your arm, causing you to spin around to see yeonjun. He also spotted your friends in the distance. “Come with me.” you took a quick glance back at your friends who only seemed to be moving further in the distance. you gave yeonjun a nod at the offer and let him drag you to wherever his car was. Tons of other young people your age scrambled around to collect their things and leave the site. once you reached his parked car he had opened the passenger door for you. Before you could reach to put on your seat belt, his figure hovered over yours, long arms easily putting your seat belt on for you. You locked eyes with him and muttered a ‘thanks’, still stunned at the unexpected action. He shut your door before jogging his way over to the drivers seat. after the rush the two of you calmly drove along into the town again. "cute plushly" you referred to the small plushy of a cat hung from the rearview mirror. "thanks. it was a gift." he looks over at you for a second. you remain quiet for a bit not knowing what to say.

"you can play some music if you want." your gaze flew over to the stereo. "can i look through your cd's?" you ask after seeing one in his cupholder. "anything for you babe." he opens the center console in his black tank top. you give him a disgusted look at the nickname which causes him to smile at the road. "sure, yeonjun." you say his name with emphasis and roll your eyes playfully. you look through the stack of CDs he stashed away. some labelled with only numbers such as CD #01 or categorized by artists such as "bees gees and the smiths" on others. you inferred that yeonjun was definitely the type of person to not even hesitate on how to fill 90 minutes of a CD--just like the other many things he was confident in. a clear cased CD sported with colorful jewels labelled "for YJ <3" caught your attention. you thought it was from a younger sibling or relative because of the child-like writing and decorations. you mindlessly put the CD into the stereo and immediately a familiar tune starts playing, 'kiss me' by sixpence none the richer. you lightly gasp to yourself, "i love this song! didn't take you as the type to listen to it." you look over to tease at yeonjun. he just looked forward with an unreadable expression, right arm gripping on the steering wheel tightly. it was only a moment after he looked over at you with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "i don't." he plainly says. "can you play a different CD?" he looks back at the road. "oh... sorry." you look away baffled by the sudden change in atmosphere. 'it's just a song' you think to yourself, wondering why he had to get so offended. you changed the CD to a random one you picked up inside the center console. a few minutes pass and you sit awkwardly in the passenger seat of yeonjuns car, especially after remembering that luna had just sat here hours prior, to which was mentioned in a simple conversation when yeonjun had just arrived to the lake. "where did you want me to drop you off?" yeonjun asks as you begin to enter the town. he notices you've been biting at your bottom lip for a while already. "I'm going to karinas house. turn left at the next light." ✬ you arrive at karinas house and grab your bag at the bottom of your feet. yeonjun is already at your side of the car and opening the door for you. the atmosphere between the two of you had significantly gotten better after 'how deep is your love' came on in the car and the both of you sang the lyrics together. you discovered he also enjoyed the song and bee gees in general. you stepped out and thanked him. "soo..." the two of you stood facing each other. "i'll see you when I see you?" you ask him expectantly. "you can see me whenever you want, I'm your knight in shining armor remember?" he stands up straight taking off his leaning arm from his car and smugly crosses his arms with a cocky tilt of his head. "my knight in shining armor doesn't even let me play the songs I want." you dramatically sigh and shake your head, looking to the ground in disappointment. he laughs at your attack before saying "just call me whenever you want to see your handsome knight." with a pretty smirk. “but I don’t have your number.” yeonjun reaches behind you, swiftly pulling out your flip phone that was tucked into the back pocket of your denim shorts. He flips it open, quickly pressing the buttons of your phone, the sounds creating a short melody. “Now you do.” He satisfyingly flips it close and slides it back into ur pocket. “Call me” he  gestures with his hand while taking a few steps backward. that signature smirk tugging at his lips. he turns around and speeds off in his car. oh how you wish you could wipe that audacious little smirk off his pretty pair of lips.  ✬

"y/n!" your three friends immediately crowd around you in worry. "damn we thought you got arrested or something" jisoo mentions.

"who dropped you off?" karina asks.

"yeonjun." you try to say as nonchalantly as possible but of course your friends are hooting and hollering and making a big deal out of it.

"that fiend! omg did he touch you?" jisoo asks in horror and grabs you by your shoulders to inspect you. the other two girls also let out horrified gasps in a chain reaction. Of course, no matter how attractive he was they couldn’t forget his reputation.

"of course not! he's actually really chill and nice..." you feel a bit embarrassed defending the trademark fuckboy yeonjun.

"yeah they all are before they get into your pants!" ellie yells out.

"can we please go sit down first?!" you yell back at the girls who had you cornered against the front door.

eventually the the four of you make yourselves comfy on the couch with a few snacks and beverages, you catching up jisoo and karina about your previous experience with him at the party and then explaining the situation that happened in the car.

"yeonjun's never actually been exclusive with a girl before." karina mentions. "and Luna's initials definitely aren't HN."

"ooooh...." ellie gasps into her hand with wide eyes. "a secret ex maybe?" her eyebrows quirk up.

"wait a minute, didn't he have that one best friend freshman year? the one every girl would hate on because they were super close." jisoo tries to recall.

"that's right!" a light bulb goes off in karinas head while she points towards jisoo. "i think her name was hanni? or hanna? that's luna's sister that passed away."

"no way." you're shocked at the connection. "the drunk driving victim from our freshman year? holy shit..." you didn't know the victim personally because they didn't go to your school and you definitely didn't know their relation to yeonjun.

…

it’s been months but I’m immensely grateful for the support everyone has been showing! I just decided to drop what I have so far bcus life has been getting the best of me lately 😭

[hangeslovers-world]

AHH I LOVE YOUR NERD HANGE HC BUT THAT GAVE ME AN IDEA YK HOW YOU SAID THAT THE ONLY CLASS THEY FAILED WAS ART WELL IM AN ARTIST SO CAN I REQUEST NERD HANGE X ARTIST READER<3<3

(Did not release I typed all that in caps but I can’t be bothered to re type it now)

PAINT FOR ME

Synopsis- hange has never had too ask for a study buddy…except in art.

A/n- IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG forgot it was in my drafts

Proof read?- absolutely not.

Hange groans as she waits for you too arrive thinking about how they ended up in this situation. They were forced to take a art class since there the science elective was filled and now they’re failing hange snaps out of their thoughts as they look up at you a smile cross their face.

“My love” Hange whines like a child into your arms “hello too you too hange let’s get started” hange sighs which makes you giggle as you reach into your bag and grab out a some paper and a pencil. “Ok so the assignment is simple just draw what you think love feels like!” You grinned as hange pouted “so like a heart?” Hange asks as they grab the paper and proceed to draw the worst looking heart…ever “well that’s a start.”

After being in the library for over 3 hours hange still doesn’t get it what does drawing love mean??? Hange is a logical person drawing love should be a heart easy yet “UGHH I’ve failed I should drop out of school” hange groans dramatically and falls out her chair causing you to sigh “ok ok look just when you think of love what do you imagine”

Hange ponders thinking before grinning widely as if they had a light ball above them “I GOT THIS” hange smiles as they start too draw you get worried what was hange doodling…

“Tada” hange smiles at a porrly drawn picture of… “me???” You ask confused causing hange too whine again “this was my best one yet…I’m destined too fail” hange SIGJS as your hand rubs her head “there there we have all school year ok? We will get you that A+” you smile softly and hanges worries all melt away

“LETS GO AGAIN!!”… “but hange we just finished-“

[leosmasktails]

Hey y’all :)

I have another fic for you! This one got kinda angsty but I still included some sibling fluff in it :)))

(This one got me in my feels because I’m at college and I miss my siblings, aka my best friends-)

Disclaimers: This is a tickle fic so if you don’t like that please just scroll :)

Warnings: Angst and fluff :)))

Word Count: 2,394

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It’s Not Your Fault

“I am so tired-“ Mikey yawned as he relaxed in his bean bag chair.

The battle with the Kraang had been almost a week ago, leaving everybody exhausted, especially Leo.

Seeing as he had faced the leader of the Kraang head on, Donnie had forced Leo to stay in bed for a minimum of three days before he allowed him to go out.

As much as he hated staying in bed for days, his body desperately needed the rest. He was lucky there had been no permanent damage done to his shell.

“Yeah…” Leo yawned as he turned his head to look at Mikey, “I think I’m about to turn in for the night too- Ughh but Donnie told me I had to come see him every night before I go to bed-“ Leo whined, placing his Jupiter Jim comic down.

“He just wants to make sure you’re healing okay, little bro.” Raph didn’t take his eyes off of the Jupiter Jim comic he was currently reading, “You did get a pretty good beating.” Raph’s voice quivered at the end of his sentence.

Mikey and Leo made eye contact with each other, their hearts sinking.

They all knew how much Raph had blamed himself for something that wasn’t his fault in the slightest. In his mind, he wasn’t able to save all of his younger brothers from harm even though it was Leo’s choice to sacrifice himself.

Leo stood up from his bean bag and walked over to Raph, swinging his arms around his oldest brother’s neck.

“It’s not your fault, big bro.” Leo sighed, hugging Raph tighter when he felt him lean into his touch.

“I know, but-“

“Raph-“ Leo cut him off before he could start blaming himself for anything, “It’s not your fault.”

Mikey stood up and took the Jupiter Jim comic out of Raph’s hands before climbing into his lap.

Raph wrapped an arm around Mikey and placed the other on Leo’s arm. If only Donnie was here, then Raph would feel like this hug was fully complete.

He hadn’t seen Donnie in hours now that he thought about it.

“Thank you guys,” Raph sniffled, a silent tear escaping down his face.

“I don’t mean to interrupt anything, but I need to see Leo-“ Donnie appeared from the sewer tunnels, furiously typing on his mystic arm band.

Speak of the devil. Where had he been all day? Or a better question, where had he been for days?

“I guess that’s my cue,” Leo gave Raph one final squeeze and ruffled Mikey’s head, “¡Buenos noches mis hermanos!” Leo made his dramatic exit behind Donnie as they entered the darkness of the tunnel.

“Alright, Nardo,” Donnie kept typing on his arm band when they entered his lab, “I just need to do a basic check-up to make sure you’re in the final stages of the healing process and then you’ll be out of here.”

“Donnie, I’m fine, really-“ Leo argued, “You did a great job fixing me up the first time!”

“I know I did.” Donnie agreed, “But that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t check up on you every couple of hours. This is the last one unless you feel any more pain after today.” He compromised.

“Okay, fine,” Leo shrugged, hopping up onto the makeshift table Donnie had been giving him his check-ups on for the past six days, “I didn’t know you cared about me so much, D.” He smirked.

“I don’t- he said jokingly,“ Donnie spat back, “I’m doing this for Dad, dumb dumb, not you.”

“Mmhmm.” Leo rolled his eyes, “You know you love me, D.”

“Unfortunately you’re right, Leon.” Donnie finally looked up from his arm band and motioned for Leo to sit up while he made the final inspection on his shell.

“Everything looks good to me Leon, so you should be able to go back to being your usual self by next week. Please just promise me you’ll wait to do anything stupid until then.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” Leo slumped over again, letting out another yawn.

“You’re free to leave Nardo,” Donnie unwillingly let out a yawn before sitting down at his desk and tinkering with something on his work bench.

It was only until now that Leo realized how tired Donnie looked. His eye bags were worse than they normally were.

“Donnie?”

“What is it Nardo?”

“When was the last time you slept?”

Donnie froze for a couple of seconds before returning to his tinkering again, completely ignoring Leo’s question.

Leo rolled his eyes at Donnie’s lack of response.

Donnie could be so stubborn sometimes, but he knew he couldn’t even talk. He was pretty stubborn too.

That’s why he wasn’t going to leave until he knew Donnie was asleep.

Leo sighed and stared at his twin brother in front of him, his black battle shell still attached to his shoulders.

Leo couldn’t help but wonder if that thing was heavy at all, plus Donnie had probably been wearing it for days.

“Leo, what are you doing?” Donnie momentarily paused his work when he felt Leo messing around with his shell.

“Relax, Don-Ton, I’m just taking off your battle shell. If you’re going to be awake you might as well not have this thing on your back.” Leo stopped and stared at Donnie, who took a deep breath and let out an audible sigh.

“But why-”

“-Donnie, you helped me, so now I’m going to help you.”

“Fine-“, Donnie caved in. He wasn’t working with anything dangerous at the moment so Leo won that argument.

The latches that held the battle shell to his actual shell clicked and Leo pulled it off, carefully placing it on the make-shift table he had previously been sitting on.

It did have some weight to it, but it didn’t seem like it was too heavy.

On the other hand, Leo could see Donnie become more visibly relaxed without it on.

“Soooo, whatcha working on hermano?” Leo walked up next to Donnie, folding his arms over his chest.

“I’m just trying to make upgrades on things, nothing too fancy.” Donnie sounded annoyed but answered anyway.

“Cool, cool…” Leo leaned against the desk, “So if it’s nothing too fancy why is it so important that you haven’t slept in days?”

Donnie stopped his work again and set his tools down, his eyebrows furrowing.

“Hey bro-bro, I’m just saying that because you forced me to stay in bed for three days while you haven’t gotten sleep in a week.” Leo threw his hands up in defense, “Sounds a bit hypocritical to me-“

“-Nardo!” Donnie lightly banged the desk with his fists and glared at his twin brother.

Leo wasn’t phased by this reaction, but he didn’t necessarily like when Donnie was acting out this way.

It was common for him to get really short tempered with people when he was tired, and he was usually only like this after a traumatic event.

Leo knew this was about the Kraang.

“Listen to me Donnie,” Leo stood up straight and softened his tone, “We defeated the Kraang, it’s over. Please just get some rest-“

“-But I didn’t protect you from getting hurt.” Donnie cut him off with a quiet, yet forceful, tone.

“Don-“

“-Having to sit there unable to do anything while knowing you were up there all by yourself was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to experience. I felt so useless just standing there in shock when I could’ve sent my tech after you or-or I could’ve created better tech that would have prevented the whole situation in the first place. I should’ve known one of us was going to have to do something dangerous and risky, but I let my feelings get in the way of creating something to prevent that. I didn’t even want to think about one of you guys getting hurt, which was stupid considering we had to use the Donnie Pods for the first time.” Donnie sniffled while Leo’s eyes widened.

“I could have done so many things, and yet, I did nothing. I’m supposed to be the smart one, and if I can’t create things to protect my family, why am I even here?” Donnie’s eyes filled up with tears when he looked at Leo.

Leo was speechless.

Leo knew Donnie had the tendency to overthink about his usefulness towards the team, especially after big battles, but this was the first time Donnie had opened up to him about it.

Donnie hung his head in silence while Leo tried to process the floodgates Donnie had just opened on him.

“D-Donnie-“ Leo stumbled over his brother’s name, “It’s not your fault.” He settled on repeating exactly what he had told Raph not even thirty minutes ago.

Donnie knew it was true, but his brain didn’t want to believe it.

It broke Leo’s heart to see his brothers blaming themselves for what had happened.

“I’m the one who decided to do what I did, and if you’re going to blame anyone for what happened, blame me. You’re not responsible for my actions.” Leo placed his hand on Donnie’s shoulder, “There is no possible way you could have predicted what happened. We barely had any time to regroup as it was, so why are you beating yourself up so much?”

Donnie let those last eight words resonate with him.

Why was he beating himself up?

How could he, the genius, completely overlook the small detail of simply having a lack of time? There were still several things he could’ve done better though.

“I mean, what would we do without you Donnie?” Leo asked him, trying to sound more light-hearted.

“Well-“

“Nope! I don’t wanna hear you being an edge-lord anymore!”

“Edge-lord?”

Leo turned Donnie’s chair to face him and placed both of his hands on Donnie’s shoulders.

“Without you, Donatello, we wouldn’t have the turtle tank, our phones, our security system, or our panic buttons, to name a few. Heck, we wouldn’t even be alive! You saved us with your Donnie Pods!” Leo poked him in the chest, making a small giggle leave Donnie’s lips.

“Leheo-“ Donnie stifled the noise as soon as he saw Leo’s massive grin.

“Do you want me to give you what you want? Fine-“ Leo continued poking Donnie’s shell, earning embarrassed giggles from his twin, “You are really dumb because- uh- because you wear the color purple!” Leo spat out the stupidest “insult” he could come up with.

“Whahat?” Donnie kept flinching from his brother’s random pokes, slightly sliding down into his chair.

“You heard me! How could someone with a genius level IQ choose to wear purple over a color like blue?” Leo switched from poking to lightly scratching Donnie’s shell.

“LEHEO!” Donnie couldn’t stop squirming, “That was soHO DUHUHUMB!”

“That was the point Don-Ton,” Leo rolled his eyes with a smile as he stood up straight to give Donnie a break.

Donnie let out his residual giggles before he let out another yawn.

“Looks like someone is tired,” Leo teased, earning another frown from Donnie.

“Oh- don’t give me that!” Leo flipped Donnie’s goggles over his eyes, “Come on bro, will you please just try to get some sleep? For me?”

Donnie sighed in defeat and flipped his goggles back up, nodding as he stood up from his chair.

“Wait- really?”

“Well clearly you’re not going to stop bugging me until I do, so yes. Just this once.” Donnie motioned for Leo to lead the way.

Leo grabbed Donnie by the arm and dragged him into the sewer tunnels, leading him to his bedroom.

“Thanks, Leo,” Donnie’s quiet voice echoed off of the walls in the tunnels.

“No problema hermano,” Leo continued to lead Donnie to his former room that Donnie had won from him during their last ‘Lair Games’.

Leo pulled back Donnie’s curtain and ushered him into the room.

“No funny business from you mister,” Leo pulled back the curtain again before pointing a finger at Donnie, “If I catch you working in the middle of the night again there will be a punishment.”

“Riiight-“ Donnie chuckled in amusement.

“Good, good, glad we had this discussion,” Leo nodded, “Good night Donnie,” Leo saluted him and exited his room.

Leo always knew how to get Donnie out of his mood, but he was nervous his brain wouldn’t let him sleep again.

He didn’t want to be alone.

“Hey, Leo?” Donnie called out, hearing Leo’s footsteps get louder.

“Yes, D?” Leo pulled the curtain back once again.

“Um- this is so embarrassing-“ Donnie felt childish even asking this question.

“Do you want me to stay with you?” Leo finished for him, an understanding smile taking over his face.

“Yes,” Donnie mumbled quietly.

“Okay, let me go get my stuff and I’ll be right back,” Leo disappeared again before he came back a couple of moments later in his pajamas, an extra pillow and his sleeping mask in his hands.

“Catch-“ Leo threw his pillow at Donnie, who unexpectedly got hit in the face.

“Why do I even ask you to hang out with me?” Donnie couldn’t help but smile as he grabbed the pillow and placed it next to his own on the bed, remembering back to all of the times he and Leo would have sleep-overs to comfort one another after a nightmare.

“Because I’m the best, what can I say?” Leo grinned, standing on the bed before flopping over onto his pillow with his hands behind his head.

Donnie rolled his eyes again before letting a soft smile take over his face.

Donnie took off the rest of his gear, laying down on his own pillow and letting out a deep sigh.

“Leo, do you really think I look stupid in purple?” The twins sat in a comfortable silence until Donnie broke it, his brain taking over his feelings again.

“Of course not Donnie-“ Leo chuckled, “I was just showing you what you sound like when you hate on yourself. Purple is definitely your color bro.”

“Thanks, Nardo.”

“Blue is better though-“

“Hey-“ Donnie playfully pushed Leo’s face, who giggled and continued staring up at the ceiling before letting out a yawn.

Donnie did the same.

“Love you Donnie,” Leo turned to face his brother, shutting his eyes.

“Right back at you, Nardo,” Donnie smiled, shutting his eyes as well.

Yeah, everything was going to be just fine.

[eiightysixbaby]

don't mind me just thinking about how eddie would 100% hate sour candy and you would be trying to make him try it for once and when he finally gets it in his mouth he would make a funny face and to get back at you he would tackle you to the ground and tickle you till you beg him to stop, both just a giggly mess 🤭 ughh

okay soooo in my head, eddie is a little sour candy gremlin, like this man LOVES it. but I will shove that aside for the sake of this ask bc it’s adorable. 🥹

you have a bag of sour patch kids or something, and eddie’s like grimacing at the mere sight of them. you’re like “eddieeeee, come on. stop being such a baby about sour stuff. these aren’t even that sour!” but of course he’s stubborn as fuck so he’s not even listening to you, he’s just shaking his head as he sits on the other end of the couch, curls bouncing in his face. you scoot closer to him, holding a piece of the candy out to him, bringing it to his nose and laughing when he literally recoils. he’s shrieking dramatically, playing up the theatrics as usual, swatting your hands away in a frenzy. “I refuse to eat those. seriously babe, don’t you dare! I’m not trying one!” but you plead with him, knowing he’ll crack for you and try one. he eventually reaches into the bag, pulling out a blue raspberry sour patch kid (and you’re excited bc duh, that’s the best flavor). he brings it past his lips and chews on it slowly, his face immediately shriveling up as the sour coating sinks into his tongue. you’re laughing beside him, teasing him because “it is not that sour, stop being dramatic!” meanwhile he’s smacking his tongue as if he can’t get the taste off, his face still scrunched up and you’re just rolling your eyes at him.

eddie finishes chewing and swallows the gummy candy, lunging after you as you continue to laugh at him. his hands are tickling your sides relentlessly, his hair falling in your face and tickling your nose. “wanna make fun of me, huh?” he asks, gritting his teeth playfully as he barely holds back his laughter. “eddie! eddie - stop, I can’t,” you gasp out between fits of laughter, his hands not letting up where he tickles you. finally he eases up, but not until tears are streaming out of your eyes and you’re struggling to catch your breath. little giggles still erupt from both of you as he has your hands pinned to the couch above your head.

“so, what’d you think of the candy?” you ask him.

“eh, it wasn’t that sour,” he says, earning yet another eye roll from you.

[you-get-me-closer-to-god]

Vamptember Day 3

“Free Day”

SUMMARY: A lovely dinner with two new friends

PAIRING: Platonic Armand, Daniel, and Female Reader

WORD COUNT: 696 (just a little one for today!)

WARNINGS: mentions of the atrocities of capitalism

AUTHOR’S NOTE:

I really wanted to take my time on this one, but I was so busy today ughh. I’m totally coming back to this scene tomorrow with at least 2k words! Regardless, please enjoy reading! I know I love writing them bickering hehehehehe

You were beyond impressed, it looked like something out of a movie, or straight out of your dreams.

The low lighted restaurant gave a hazy and dreamlike energy, where murmurs from other tables around you were indistinct and private. Creamy white linen was draped elegantly over the round table you sat at, folded cloth napkins were poised and ready.

You were overwhelmed at the sight of the menu, most words were in a language you couldn’t even pronounce, so Armand had done it for you, waiters and waitresses quickly appeared, buzzing around you placing dish and dessert and skewer and fillet in front of you, until you had to beg him to stop them.

It was a glimpse of a life you only ever watched strangers have. Only ever an onlooker. It was something you didn’t know you yearned for until you had a taste, and you feared you wouldn’t go quietly back to ramen noodles and cereal.

You stuffed your face as politely as you could, listening to Armand and Daniel’s conversation. Holding back a moan as you took the first bite.

“I will tell you exactly why that is not the case, Daniel.” Armand held up a slender finger, as if to silence him, but Daniel ignored him, setting his fork and knife onto his plate and taking a quick sip out of his spotless glass before continuing.

“I’m only saying you’re being a little dramatic. It’s the twenty-first century for god sake, can you blame them?”

Armand’s eyes widened and his eyebrows raised incredulously, taking personal offense.

“I most certainly can!”

Daniel sighed and leaned back into his red velvet lined chair, taking a piece of cake from a small plate across from you.

“In all my years of living on this earth, not one thing has appalled me quite as much as a massive cellphone advertisement on the very facade of Our Lady of Paris!”

He wanted to slam his fist down onto the table, but at the last second he gently let it drop.

“There was never a more sacred place in France, and if these ‘twenty-first century’ blasphemers could do this, I shudder to think of what else they are capable of.”

“But, wasn’t the building under restoration?They would’ve had to cover it anyway.” You spoke between bites, watching as his fiery expression melted into one of calm.

“Of course, that only makes perfect sense, to cover it for restoration, that I completely understand. But why a cellphone? Why not advertise the Louvre? Or one of Paris’s many convents that keep children off the streets? Something that at the very least reflected the dignity and integrity of Paris, something that would make the holy virgin proud. A company that is no doubt using slavers in a distant country to put together cellphones, is like spitting on her very face.”

Daniel tilted his head to the side and made an unsure noise. In an instant, Armand squared his narrow shoulders and gave him a firm stare, unbelieving that Daniel would still oppose him.

“I think it’s kind of smart.” He shrugged.

“You don’t understand.” Armand said, a tone of finality in his voice, a flick of the wrist as if to disregard the whole topic.

“No, you’re right. I don’t.” Daniel nodded. “Neither do I understand your stubborn inclination toward the worst movies. I guess we’re just that different.”

“Like arguing with a child, sometimes…” He shook his head, his red curls shaking back and forth.

They quieted down suddenly and it made you want to laugh. As much as they bickered, you could still tell they were very close. Maybe so close that they were driving each other insane, but it was clear Armand cared for him still, and Daniel just liked to provoke him. A comical vision, the younger of the two being the more mature one.

You saw a small smile creep onto Armand’s face, as he watched Daniel very ungracefully scarf down the rest of his cake.

You weren’t sure how a third wheel was going to fit in this tête-à-tête. But if it was impossible, the French wouldn’t have invented a ménage à trois, you supposed…