#if anyone says it looks weird imma roll with it

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y’all 😳 jumob is Complete

[krosiefics]

let’s fulfill the prophecy • minsung x reader

M D N I 18+

Synopsis: you and your best friends, Minho and Jisung, don’t mind talking about your sex lives and desires. Though one night when Jisung makes a suggestion about a fantasy all three of you share, you can’t help but take the offer.

WC: 2.9k

Warnings: PURE SMUT, pwp, smut, afab!reader, softdom!minho, switch!reader, sub!jisung, bsf!minho, bsf!jisung, piv, unprotected sex (PEE AFTER SEX AND USE PROTECTION), same hole double penetration, threesome, vaginal sex, double creampie, jisung is super vocal while minho isn’t, oral (f&m receiving), nippleplay (f&m receiving), some m/m action, breeding kink, pet names (baby, princess, pretty, good boy), friends to idk what(lovers???)…probably forgetting some- tee hee sorry

a/n: imma go touch grass now just like chan told us

Even though your two best friends are boys, you never thought much about talking to them about your sex life, they never hindered from telling you theirs either. So tonight didn’t seem any different.

The three of you gathered around the short wooden coffee table that laid in the middle of the living room, blabbing about things that happened this week.

“Ooh! There was a girl that was all over Minho this week!” Jisung exclaimed as if he just remembered the most important thing in the world. His words peeked your interests, you turned your gaze over to the previously mentioned boy, giving him a knowing look.

Minho’s shoulders rose from being put on the spot, “She wasn’t all over me…she was just there?” Minho furrowed his brows in a questioning manner. “She was totally into you! She was hot too!” Jisung said matter-a-factly, crossing his arms and jutting out his chin. Minho simply rolled his eyes at him.

Minho isn’t necessarily the type to have one-night stands unlike Jisung who likes to play around a bit. “Well what about you Ji? You’ve snuck your way into anyone’s pants this week?” Minho changes the subject. Jisung’s eyes usually light up like a kid on Christmas when he’s asked about his sex life. Liking to recall everything while you and Minho just sit there listening…internally disturbed at some of the things he says.

Though, this time, Jisung’s eyes didn’t have that spark. The round cheeked boy simply shook his head, “I’ve been left blue balled all week. That one girl I told yall about got a family emergency notification while we were grinding on each other!” Jisung threw his hands up in the air in frustration.

You let out a snort and Minho chuckles at his words. “What about you?”

“Me? Nah, haven’t gotten laid in a few weeks. Though when I went to the bar last weekend these two random dudes offered to do a three way with me-“

“Shit, a threesome sounds like so much fun! I wanna do one!” Jisung cut you off, “How was it?!”

“Well if you would let me fucking finish- I turned them down cuz my friend I was with puked.”

“Aww, would you have said yes if she hadn’t puked?” Minho pokes at you jokingly.

“Yeah probably, it’s seems like it’d be intresting- but at the same time I’d want them to be trustable people since I’m guessing it’d hurt like fuck! Don’t wanna be just left to clean up myself, you know.”

As you rambled you failed to notice Jisung suggestively nudging Minho with his elbow. Minho stared between him and you, before realizing what Jisung was indicating. “Jisung what the fuck?” The black haired boy stared at the younger. You look between the two confused.

“Oh c'mon Min! It’d be fun don’t ya think?!” Jisung whined, Minho continued staring at him as if he was crazy. “What is it?”

“This dumbass just suggested that we have a threesome.” Minho spat, though he’d never admit aloud that the idea slightly aroused him.

“Wait…you wanna try it too, right Ji?” You ask, Jisung nods frantically in response. “Do you wanna try it Min?” Minho stared at you as if you’d lost your mind by agreeing with Jisung. “I mean…I guess, but won’t you think it’s weird?”

“Oh c’mon! It’s for scientific research to determine if we like it or not.” You whine just as Jisung had done prior. “I guess.” He answered unsure. You notice his uneasiness, “Hey, if you don’t wanna do it we won’t.” Minho smiled at you appreciatively, “No, I want to do it.”

“Are we doing this or what?” Jisung grinned, popping up from his spot on the floor and making his way to your bedroom door. Your heart raced with anticipation, you’d be lying if you said you’d hadn’t thought about this before…when your best friends are as hot as Minho and Jisung are, how could you not fantasize about them at least one time.

You bolted up from your spot on the floor and towards your bedroom, pulling Jisung inside. “C’mon Min!” Jisung called out to the elder who just watched as the two of his best friends just ran off to a room to have sex together. Nonetheless, Minho rose from his spot, walking towards your now open bedroom door. As Minho neared the door, he watched as Jisung had his lips attached to your neck.

You tilt your head, allowing him more space to nibble and suck at. Your eyes shifted to the man who was standing at your door, you motioned for him to come over. “We’re actually doing this then?”

Minho sighed, arousal shooting quickly to his cock. “We can stop if you want.” You stated, Jisung whining at your words. Minho shook his head as he neared the two of you. “You guys are actually insane.” The feline-eyed boy chuckles, cupping your cheek in his hand. You melt into his touch with a sigh.

Small moans began flowing from your mouth as Jisung bit down along your collarbone before licking a stripe on the spot. “Ji,” You scrunch your eyes, hands flying to his hair. Jisung pulled away from your neck with a smirk. As Jisung fully removes himself from you, Minho decides to take the lead and back you towards the bed, falling onto the bed when the back of your knees hit the mattress.

Minho guided you gently to lay down. “You sure you want this?” He stared down at you, he noticed how flushed your cheeks were and the multiple marks that Jisung had left on your skin. “God yes, shit, this might just be an excuse at this point.” You bashfully confess, turning your head away to avoid eye contact. “Oh, she thinks we’re hot!” Jisung piped up, you felt the weight of the bed dip to your left. Jisung hovered over you, his face coming into your sight. “Don’t worry babe, I’ve thought about this before too. How could I not, you two are ridiculously hot.” He grins before placing a soft kiss on your cheek.

Your eyes follow Jisung’s as he turns his gaze to Minho who just stands there, lip caught between his teeth. “He’s probably fantasized about this more though.” Though you weren't looking at him, you knew he wore a teasing smirk. “Oh fuck you Ji.” Minho groaned, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment, “That’s what I’m trying for you to do.” Growing annoyed, Minho pushes Jisung onto the bed, harsher than how he guided you down.

“Hey pretty,” Minho turned his gaze to you, his eyes burning with lust, “Wanna help me out with this one while I take care of you?” You can feel your heart hammering in your chest, Minho’s sudden change in demeanor fully arousing you. You quickly rise from the bed and straddle Jisung’s hips. Jisung stares up at you with rosey cheeks. “You gonna take care of me baby- oh fuck!” His teasing was cut short with the roll of your hips. His hands fly up to your hips, trying to guide you to move faster, but you’re faster, slapping his hands away. “If you’re a good boy I’ll let you touch later.”

Jisung groans loudly at your words, you note how his cock twitched under you at the pet name. You continue rolling your hips into his, soft whimpers falling from both of your mouths. Suddenly, a pair of hands start trailing along the curves of your body, trailing their way down to the hem of your t-shirt. You could feel Minho’s warmth behind you. His hands stop right at the hem, as if the boy behind you were asking to continue. You were quick to nod, pleas flowing from your mouth.

Minho tugged your shirt up and over your head, your chest now almost fully exposed to your best friends. Jisung watched as you grind down on him as Minho took your shirt off. He could see how your nipples pebbled through your bra. Jisung’s hands unconsciously moved to touch them, but yet again you smacked them away before he could touch you. “What did I say?” You tsked.

Jisung simply whined. “Shirt.” You order below, he’s quick to understand what you mean, peeling his shirt from his body, tossing it somewhere in the room.

You stared down at the flushed boy, his abs flexed and his nipples hardened. You reach down and pinch one of his nubs, twisting and pulling at it as whines flow from Jisung’s mouth. “Fuck, baby c’mon! Lemme touch you already…I wanna touch you.” He babbles. You hunch over, taking one of his nipples in your mouth, nibbling at the nub teasingly as Jisung’s cock throbbed against your cunt. “Holy fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Suddenly you’re pulled away from Jisung’s chest. Hands harshly gripping your hips before hesitantly cupping your breasts, you throw your head back, resting it on Minho’s shoulder. Minho takes this as a chance to suck at the skin of your neck. Trailing his teeth along your neck before leaving feather kisses under your ear.

Your hips rolled needily into Jisung below you. The latter staring up with an arousal driven gaze as he watched you grind into him, the feeling of your warmth against him, Minho kneading at your tits and his mouth all over your skin…the skin that he, Jisung, wanted to so desperately touch. “Baby…please. I’ve been a good boy- I’ll keep being a good boy, just let me touch you.” Jisung fisted the sheets next to him as your hips edged him towards his climax.

“Fuck, Imma cum.” He warned. And almost immediately you lifted yourself from him, a broken moan slipping past his lips from the loss of friction, Minho also frowning at the loss of contact with your tits. “Baby, why’d you do that?”

“You said you were gonna be a good boy, no?” You teased him, his round cheeks flushing an impossibly deeper shade of red. You smirk at his reaction.

You tugged at the elastic waistband of your shorts and panties, sliding them down your legs till you could kick them off somewhere. Both Jisung and Minho watched as you removed the articles of clothing, the sight making their cocks throb in their pants. “Min, care to help tease him for a bit.” You offered, your eyes burning into Jisung’s. Minho nodded, his eyes turning towards the younger boy. Minho didn’t fail to notice the bulge Jisung was sporting through his jeans.

“Pretty boy, you want help with these?” Minho smirked, his fingers trailing along the hem of Jisung’s jeans, looping around one of the belt loops. “God please- fuck Min!” Jisung groaned, willing to do anything at this point to be touched or touch someone. Jisung reached for Minho’s wrist but stopped himself, assuming he’d get rejected again.

Minho let out a deep chuckle before wrapping his fingers around Jisung’s wrist and guiding it to his face. “I’ll let you touch me for now.” He cocked his head as his fingers worked Jisung’s zipper down. You watched as the two boys maneuvered around to get Jisung undressed, until Jisung laid there fully naked. His cock erected, resting on his lower abdomen. Your mouth watered as you stared at the pretty boy’s cock. You wanted him in your mouth- no you needed him in your mouth.

“Minnie, can you prep me?” You asked Minho though your eyes remained on Jisung’s cock. Minho’s gaze shifted from Jisung to you. He noticed your staring and shifted over, freeing up space between Jisung’s legs. “You sure?” Minho asked as you bent over, leaving your ass exposed to him. “Yeah, I am…are you guys?”

“Fuck yeah.” Minho breathed out. “Can one of yal fucking touch me…please?” Jisung cried out, his cock leaking precum as it throbbed painfully.

You roll your eyes playfully before leaning in and taking the whining boy into your mouth. A waterfall of ‘fucks’ and ‘so good baby’ fell from his mouth, Jisung’s eyes screwed shut, but not until he started feeling vibrations against his cock. His eyes snap open, seeing how you took his cock into his mouth so easily, your lips so pink and wet around his shaft.

Another wave of vibrations surrounded his cock, he finally noticed that they were your moans. Your moans as Minho ate you out from behind, wet sounds of your juices mixing with his spit as his fingers pumped into your sopping cunt. “Fuck Min, keep doing that! She’s taking me so well!” Jisung cried out, his knuckles were white with how tight he was holding on to the sheets, just like how he was holding off his climax as best he could.

“I think you’re good now, pretty.” Minho said with a huff, his face wet with your arousal. You pulled away from Jisung’s throbbing cock with a ‘pop’.

Swinging your legs over the younger’s hips, straddling him as you had previously. “You ready Ji?”

“More than ready, princess.” Your eyes go wide at the sudden nickname, your heart unreasonably hammering into your chest. You shake your head out of it. The messy haired boy hisses as you guide his cock towards your entrance.

You sink down slowly onto his cock, the two of you letting out pornographic moans at the feeling. His cock fit you so well, you could feel every vein and curve of his cock as you unconsciously clenched around him, prompting him to buck his hips slightly.

Jisung’s gaze fell on your face, how your eyes scrunched up with pleasure as you began rolling your hips onto his, the new feeling already edging you both towards an orgasm. His gaze fell to your lips and how they formed a small ‘o’ shape as breathy moans left them. Fuck, he wanted to kiss you so bad. You must’ve picked up on his desire because before the two of you knew it, you were kissing.

Lips moving sloppily against each other as your hips started moving faster and as Jisung started thrusting into you. “Sungie.” You whimpered into the kiss, his hands flying to your face, cupping your cheeks gently. Jisung didn’t even care if you’d be upset at him touching you. But you didn’t care, you need his hands in you. “I’m right here princess.” He cooed as his hands made their way down to your hips, steadily holding as he thrust into you.

You moan into the kiss when you feel something else probing at your entrance. It was Minho’s finger. The older boy watched as his younger friends made out like hormonal teenagers. His finger traced along the rim of your pussy which was currently taking Jisung. “I’ve waited a bit, no?”

Minho smirked as he pushed his finger inside your hole, both you and Jisung letting out moans.

Minho worked his fingers in and out of you, stretching your hole even more while Jisung pounded into you. “You ready?” Minho asked, his hands rubbing circles on your waist. “God, need to feel both of you- fuck, now please Min- fuck Sungie!”

“Oh fuck!” Jisung and you moaned simultaneously as Minho pushed his cock into your tight cunt. The stinging pain of both of their cocks only turning you on more. “Fuck, Imma cum- fucking shit.” Jisung warned, his cock twitching deep inside you along Minho’s. “Fu...f-fill me up- you’ve been a good boyf fill me up baby.” You slump your head against his as Minho pounds you from behind.

Jisung spills over the edge, filling you up with every last drop of his seed, your pussy milking him so perfectly. Minho continued rutting into you, Jisung cried out from the overstimulation but nonetheless didn’t pull out. “Fuck, Minnie Imma cum- fuck Min!” A tear fell from your eye as your mind went blank with ecstasy. Your climax hit you like a truck as you squirted around both of their cocks, leaving Jisung’s abdomen soaked.

“Fucking hell.” Minho grunted at how tight you clenched around him that it sent him over the end. His hips stuttered as he filled you with his seed, both his and Jisung mixing within yours.

Your body felt limp as they both pulled out. The icky feeling of their cum rushing down your thighs made you cringe. Minho guided you to lay on your back before running off somewhere.

Both you and Jisung laid there staring at the ceiling, chest heaving and faces flushed.

“We just did that.” You huffed out a laugh.

“We just did that.” Jisung confirms, his voice sounding so raspy.

Minho returned with a warm towel, nudging your legs open before cleaning you. “I love you guys.” You said after cleaning up everything. Minho turned to you with a small smile on his face, his hands moved to cup your cheek before leaning in and planting a kiss on your lips. The two of you pull away, a grumble catching both of your attentions. Your gaze shifted to Jisung who pouted, wanting a kiss for himself.

You giggle before giving him a kiss as well. Jisung melts into your touch so easily, “I love you guys too.” He sighed into the kiss, pulling away before cuddling you into his chest. “You guys are still crazy for that.”

“Oh c’mon Min, you know you liked it.” You scoff, the feeling of Minho’s arms wrapping around both you and Jisung comforting you. “Yeah, yeah. I guess I love you guys too.”

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Is this how you request a fic? I have no idea but I’ll try. I’m craving Regina George content. Can you please write something where reader is apart of the plastics but she’s not mean like the rest of them and that’s why Regina likes her. When Cady shows up and Regina has an interest in cady it’s too make reader jealous but instead cady ends up liking reader who distances herself from the plastics and then Regina gets jealous and admits her feelings so reader doesn’t end up with cady. If that makes sense? Thank you!

Craving Your Attention (Regina George X Plastic!Reader)

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Summary: Regina George is the queen of North Shore High and she doesn’t like to share her toys, even if she doesn’t really play with them. 

A/N: kinda toxic!regina even tho thats not really a surprise. slight cady x reader, she likes you instead of aaron (also aaron doesn’t exist teehee). The girls arent homophobic bc cady tells gretchen she likes reader and regina ends up with reader (saying this bc idk if you’re gonna read this with 2004 regina or 2024 regina in mind, and obviously 2004 was a different time lmao) content warning for diet talk but it’s just part of one scene. Heavily relied on the mean girls (2004) script for this fic, so it's almost all written centered around Cady. all in third person which felt a lil weird to write because i usually write in second person lol idk if anyone’s gonna want a part 2 but imma lyk rn that im not planning on writing a part 2, mainly bc this took so painstakingly long

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Everyone at North Shore High knew about Regina George. They’d be stupid not to. She was practically royalty. 

A queen bee was nothing without her little worker bees. First was Karen Smith. She seemed to give a whole new meaning to the word ‘clueless,’ but she was friendly. In more ways than one.

Then there’s Gretchen Wieners. She was Regina’s eyes and ears, whether it was wanted or not. All she wanted to do was please her leader.

And finally, there was Y/n L/n. If any of the plastics were to be deemed approachable, it was her. She was Regina’s right-hand girl, maybe even a bit more than that. But no one ever brought that up.

But then Cady Heron came to North Shore.

“Is he bothering you?” Regina tilted her head as she looked at the redheaded girl and the familiar boy who was talking to her. Y/n, who was sitting next to Regina, looked up from her food in curiosity. Regina didn’t usually talk to anyone outside of the table during lunch. The girl made a nondescript noise, so Regina turned her attention to the boy. “Jason, why are you such a skeez?”

Jason rolled his eyes, but tried to seem polite.

“I’m just being friendly.”

“You were supposed to call me last night,” Gretchen pouted, looking over her shoulder at Jason.

“Jason.” Attention was brought back to Regina with the simple call of his name. She wore a sweet smile, which meant that Jason was probably about to get a bite taken out of him. “You do not come to a party at my house with Gretchen and then scam on some poor, innocent girl right in front of us three days later. She’s not interested.” Regina then turned to the redheaded girl. “Do you wanna have sex with him?”

She looked shocked, giving an immediate no.

“Good. So it’s settled.”

“You can go shave your back now,” Y/n finished, and the four plastics waved him off. Jason walked away, but not before muttering an insult to the girls.

“Good one,” Regina said quietly to Y/n, who couldn’t help but smile a bit at the small praise. Before she could reply, Regina’s eyes followed after the red-haired girl, who was now starting to walk away. “Wait.” The single word made her stop in her tracks and look back. “Sit down.”

Regina moved her hands, signaling Gretchen and Karen to move to the sides of the lunch bench to make room for this mystery girl. After some more encouragement, she sat down.

“What’s your name?” Y/n asked sweetly, trying to ease the girl’s nerves.

“Cady.”

“Why don’t I know you?” Regina asked, looking at Cady curiously.

“I’m new,” Cady replied. “I just moved here from Africa.”

“What?”

“I used to be home-schooled.”

“Wait. What?”

Cady took a second, wondering why Regina kept saying ‘what.’ She didn’t think it was that confusing.

“My mom taught me at home-”

“No, no.” Regina laughed. “I know what ‘home-school’ is; I’m not stupid. So, you’ve actually never been to a real school before?”

As she spoke, Regina leaned more and more forward towards Cady. And as the conversation continued, Y/n wondered why Regina was taking such an interest in her. Regina never cared about anyone who passed by, too involved in the latest gossip session Gretchen had started or in Y/n’s appearance. Not that Y/n really noticed that; she was busy thinking about Regina to see that Regina was thinking about her. Either way, she didn’t understand why the blonde was suddenly so fascinated by this new girl.

“You’re like, really pretty.”

Oh… That must be why.

Y/n seemed to tune the rest of the conversation out, too wrapped up in Regina’s compliment towards Cady and the bright smile she wore while giving it. She didn’t know why it bothered her. It’s not like Regina belonged to her. If anything, Y/n, along with the rest of the Plastics, belonged to Regina.

Even when Regina brought Gretchen and Karen in close to speak to them and Y/n, leaving Cady awkwardly leaning back to give them more privacy, Y/n didn’t care much to listen. The gist of the conversation was that they wanted Cady to sit with them at lunch for a week, something they had never considered doing with anyone else in this school.

“Okay.” Regina started as Gretchen and Karen relaxed back into their seats, and Cady leaned back in. “You should just know that we don’t do this a lot, so this is, like, a really huge deal. We wanna invite you to have lunch with us every day for the rest of the week.” Regina wore a grin that meant she was up to something, but Cady didn’t seem to decipher that, and the rest of the girls didn’t know what it meant.

“Oh, it’s okay—” Cady’s tone seemed to indicate that she was about to decline, but Regina interrupted her before she could.

“Coolness.” The bell rang, and Regina’s eyes darted over to Y/n before going back to Cady. Her mischievous smile remained present as she, Gretchen, and Karen grabbed their trays. “So we’ll see you tomorrow.”

The three Plastics stood up and left the table, leaving Y/n in a slight daze and Cady confused about what had just happened. Y/n suddenly looked around, realizing that her friends had left without her, but the new girl was still with her. She figured that she should say something before leaving her alone. She didn’t have to be mean or unpleasant just because Regina seemed to like Cady.

“On Wednesdays, we wear pink.” Y/n said it with a timid but sweet smile, trying to get over the revelation that the girl she loved was setting her sights on someone else. Her hand patted Cady’s a few times before she stood up and picked up her tray. “Welcome to North Shore.”

As Cady watched Y/n leave, and as Janis and Damian dragged the redhead away to interrogate her about her interaction with Regina, she couldn’t help but feel warm. Maybe public school wouldn’t be so bad.

***

The next day, Cady was slightly nervous to sit with the Plastics. She felt like a double spy. Janis and Damian were under the impression that Cady was doing it for them, to listen in on Regina’s secrets and relay them back to her friends so they could laugh at the pathetic and superficial nature of it all. And sure, that was the main reason she was sitting with the girls. But Cady also returned to the table so she could bask in a new light, Y/n. 

But living in girl world came with a bunch of rules.

“You can’t wear a tank top two days in a row, and you can only wear your hair in a ponytail once a week. So…” Gretchen laughed lightly, seeming a little nervous for no reason as she looked at Cady, who was wearing her hair in a ponytail. “I guess you picked today. Oh! And we only wear jeans or track pants on Fridays.”

“Which totally blows in the winter,” Y/n muttered before sipping her Diet Coke.

“Now,” Gretchen started again, “if you break any of these rules, you can’t sit with us at lunch.” Cady seemed surprised, but Gretchen continued. “Not just you! Like, any of us. Okay, so, like, if I was wearing jeans today, I would be sitting over there with the art freaks.” She said it with a grimace, pointing over to a table a few feet away from the girls before looking back at Cady. “Oh, and we always vote before we ask someone to eat lunch with us, because you have to be considerate of the rest of the group. I mean, you wouldn’t buy a skirt without asking your friends first if it looks good on you.”

Everyone nodded except for Cady, who was processing all of these new rules she had to follow.

“I wouldn’t?”

“Right,” Gretchen said with a definitive nod. “And it’s the same with guys. Like, you may think you like someone, but you could be wrong.”

“One hundred twenty calories and forty-eight calories from fat,” Regina interrupted, reading a food bar that she had grabbed. She looked at her friends inquisitively. What percent is that?”

“Uh… forty-eight into one hundred and twenty?” Gretchen suggested, not really sure of herself.

“No, I don’t think so, Gretch,” Y/n said, trying to think of the correct answer.

“I’m only eating foods with less than thirty percent calories from fat.”

“It’s forty percent,” Cady said suddenly, proud that she was able to do the equation in her head. Everyone looked at her, expressions varying from impressed to confused. Cady suddenly felt the need to show her work. “Well, forty-eight over a hundred and twenty equals X over a hundred-”

“So then you cross multiply to get X!” Y/n finished off with a grin, thrilled that she knew what Cady was talking about. Cady smiled back at her with the same excited energy, although looking a little more subdued. Not only was this girl super pretty and friendly, but she also seemed decently smart. Maybe Janis was wrong about these girls.

“Whatever.” Regina looked at the two girls suspiciously. She tossed the food bar onto the table and stood up. “I’m getting cheese fries. Y/n, come with me.”

Taken back by the sudden command, Y/n stumbled out of her seat and followed Regina. Cady’s eyes followed her until she was out of sight, and she sighed quietly when she couldn’t catch a glimpse of the girl anymore. 

“So!” Gretchen startled Cady with her enthusiastic voice and a hand on her shoulder. As she turned to look at her, Cady realized that Karen was also gone from the table. She must’ve gone to the bathroom or somewhere else. “Have you seen anyone you think is cute yet?”

Cady didn’t know how to answer. There was definitely one person that came to mind, but she didn’t know if she should say the name. Gretchen might react badly if Cady told her, which would most likely lead to her getting kicked out of the Plastics.

But at the same time, she didn’t want to lie. 

“Well… there’s this one.. girl.” The last word was quiet and hesitant, but Gretchen picked up on it.

“Oh my gosh, who is it?” She asked excitedly. “Do you think it’s just like, a phase, or is it more serious?”

“I dunno.” Cady shrugged. “I haven’t known her too long to be sure.”

“Who is it?” Gretchen leaned forward in her seat, completely invested in Cady’s answer. It took the redhead a long moment of hesitancy to open her mouth.

“It’s Y/n…”

“No!” Gretchen straightened up, looking absolutely horrified. She looked around, ensuring none of the other girls were back yet. “You can’t like Y/n. Not only is she a part of the group, but… Okay, you didn’t hear this from me, and you’re, like, totally forbidden from ever bringing it up. But Regina is really possessive over Y/n. They’ve been best friends for, like, forever, and Regina chases off anyone who tries to so much as ask her out. And it’s not my place to say whether or not it’s more than friendship, but if I had to say something, there’s definitely something going on between them.” Gretchen took a much-needed breath, shaking her head slightly to clear her jumbled thoughts. “Look, the point is, you shouldn’t date friends. Especially Regina’s friends. But don’t worry, I’ll never tell Regina or Y/n what you said. It’ll be our little secret.”

Gretchen gave Cady a sweet smile, and that seemed to be the end of their little conversation. But for the next few days, Cady kept thinking about it.

She didn’t want to get on Regina’s bad side. That would mean no more things to tell Janis and Damian and no more seeing Y/n. And she also didn’t want to freak Y/n out. But just because Cady wasn’t allowed to like Y/n didn’t mean she wasn’t allowed to look at her. Or think about her. Or talk to her.

A few days later, when Cady was with Janis and Damian at the mall, Janis asked when Cady would see Regina next. She said it felt weird to spy on her and that she didn’t want to do it anymore. And sure, it being weird was part of why she wanted to stop. But mainly, it was because Cady had started getting so distracted by Y/n that it was difficult to focus on Regina. Which was strange, because the blonde girl was so alluring. But Janis reassured Cady that Regina would never find out about her double agent status, that it would be their little secret.

So many secrets.

***

“Hello?” Cady held the phone up to her ear, wondering who was calling her at this late hour.

“I know your secret.” Cady stiffened at Regina’s voice coming through the speaker. She internally panicked, trying to figure out what to do. How did Regina figure out about Cady’s spying?

“Secret?” She decided that playing it cool was the better move. “What secret?”

“Gretchen told me that you like Y/n.” Cady relaxed at the fact that Regina had learned about her other secret, before freezing again. Right now, she wondered if it would be better if Regina knew about the spying. “I mean, I don’t care, do whatever you want.” Regina didn’t sound like she didn’t care, but Cady didn’t bring it up. “But let me just tell you something about Y/n: She’s, like, never gone on a date before. It’s not that she’s not pretty or anything, but no one’s ever really been good enough for her.”

“Oh?” What did this mean? Did Regina deem Cady good enough for Y/n after so many others tried and failed? Or was this a set-up?

Honestly, Cady was so happy for Regina’s blessing that she didn’t really care.

“I could talk to her for you, if you want.”

“Really? You would do that?”

“We’ve been friends since like, pretty much birth. I know exactly how to play it.” There was a moment of silence, and Cady could picture Regina picking at her nails. “But wait. Aren’t you mad at Gretchen for telling me? Because if you are, you can tell me. It was a really bitchy thing for her to do.”

“Yeah, it was pretty bitchy, but I’m not mad.” Cady was a little mad, but she didn’t feel like saying that. “I mean, it’s better she told you instead of Y/n. I dunno, I guess she just likes the attention.” Cady didn’t know why she said that last part, but it had just spilled out of her mouth.

“See, Gretch? I told you she’s not mad at you.” Cady was a bit confused, but then another voice spoke.

“I can’t believe you think I like attention!” There was a click, and Cady assumed the Gretchen had hung up. She had no idea she was even listening.

“Okay, love you. See you tomorrow!” Cady could hear Regina’s smile, and then there was another click followed by a dial tone, showing that Cady was now the only one on the line. She then hung up herself, processing the three-way call she had just survived.

And then after that, Cady realized that she had gotten Regina’s blessing to try to pursue Y/n.

***

“What day is it?” Y/n asked, looking down at her worksheet. She didn’t usually do homework at lunch, but lately, some of her classes had been kicking her ass. 

“It’s October third,” Cady answered almost immediately, catching the suspicious eyes of Regina and Gretchen.

“Thanks, Cady,” Y/n said, looking up at the girl and giving her a sweet smile before returning to her paper.

“I dunno why you don’t just ask one of the Mathlete dorks to do it for you,” Regina said, looking over Y/n’s shoulder. “They’d probably even do it for free.”

“We’ve talked about this, Regina. If my teacher didn’t catch on, it would still totally bite me in the ass when I’d have to do a test all by myself.”

“You need help with math?” Cady asked, subtly leaning closer to Y/n. The girl looked at Cady, now completely distracted from her work.

“Yeah! I used to get it, but trig is crazy hard.” Y/n sighed, delicately rubbing at her tired eyes so she didn’t mess up her makeup. “I feel like I’m never gonna get it.”

“I can help you!” Cady said, excited over this opportunity. She had always excelled in mathematics, and now Y/n needs help with that exact subject? It seemed like fate.

“Really?” Both Y/n and Cady missed the slight glare that Regina was giving them. 

“Oh right, Cady’s like, a total nerd.” They also chose to ignore Regina’s snide comment before sipping her Diet Coke.

“That would be amazing, Cady! Maybe I could come over after school today or something?”

Cady was about to say yes, a million times yes, but Regina butted in.

“Y/n, you’re coming over to my house today.” It didn’t really feel like Regina was reminding her of forgotten plans. Instead, it sounded like Regina was coming up with a reason for Y/n to be unavailable. Cady’s suspicions were confirmed by the confused look Y/n gave the blonde.

“I am?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh… Well, how about tomorrow?”

“Perfect!” Cady spoke quickly and enthusiastically before Regina could say another word.

***

Over the next month or so, Cady tutored Y/n a few days every week. It quickly became their favorite part of their days. After helping with a few problems Y/n was stuck on, the two girls would get distracted by conversations about whatever they wanted to talk about. Neither of them felt the need to filter themselves in fear of being made fun of by one of the other Plastics, mainly Regina. Topics ranged from the latest gossip to future plans to their favorite things in media. If Cady had never heard of something Y/n brought up, which was the case nine times out of ten, the tutoring session would turn into a movie night or music party.

“Oh my gosh, so…” Y/n and Cady were in the middle of watching a chick flick that Cady had never seen when Y/n suddenly spoke. “I’m having a Halloween party at my place. We usually do it at Regina’s, but for some reason, she didn’t feel like doing it this year. Are you gonna come?” 

“Yeah, sure.” Cady’s response made Y/n smile brightly, a sight that Cady could never get sick of.

“Awesome!” Y/n sat up from her slouched position, her excitement waking her up from her slightly tired state. “It’s a costume party, which’ll be a lot of fun. I can give you a flier with all the info tomorrow. Even though I know you’re invited, you need the flier to get in. It only admits one person, so don’t bring anyone else with you.”

“Grool.” Y/n blinked in slight confusion, and Cady realized what she had said. “I… I meant to say ‘cool,’ and then I started to say ‘great.’”

Y/n giggled, which made Cady’s cheeks heat up.

“Right. Well, grool.” The two laughed, and then Y/n looked down at her watch. “Oh my gosh, it’s so late. I should probably get going.” With the help of Cady, Y/n gathered her things. “See you tomorrow!” In a flash, Y/n kissed Cady’s cheek before walking out of the room and leaving Cady’s house. Cady’s cheeks felt like they were on fire, and she lightly touched the cheek Y/n had kissed.

***

One thing that no one told Cady was that on Halloween, many girls opted for very revealing costumes rather than actual costumes. So when she arrived at Y/n’s house, she stuck out like a sore thumb in her dead bride attire while her friends wore tight clothes and animal ears.

“Why are you so scary?” Gretchen asked with concern, looking at Cady’s appearance with wide eyes.

“It’s Halloween,” Cady said with a shrug, not knowing what the problem was.

Suddenly, a hand touched Cady’s arm, making her jump. But she quickly relaxed when she saw who was touching her.

“You came!” Y/n squealed, bringing Cady in for a hug. The redhead felt a bit flustered by the contact, plus seeing Y/n in her slightly revealing outfit. When they broke the embrace, Y/n held Cady by the shoulders, surveying her outfit. “And you’re a… zombie bride…?”

“An ‘ex-wife.’” Cady replied, using her fingers to air quote.

“Well, I love it.” Y/n finally let go of Cady, although she wouldn’t have been opposed if she kept holding onto her. “You want something to drink?”

“Sure.”

“I’ll be right back.” 

Y/n squeezed Cady’s arm for a quick moment before turning around. She weaved her way through the crowd to get to the kitchen, where a shit load of different drinks were scattered on the counters. She started mixing a drink for Cady when she felt a presence behind her.

“What the hell is Cady wearing?” Regina asked, squinting to see Cady from across the room.

“She’s a zombie bride!”

“She looks like a freak.”

“Regina!” Y/n set down the bottle she was pouring and looked at the blonde. “Be nice.”

“Whatever.” Regina rolled her eyes, pushing her hair off her shoulder before leaning on the kitchen counter. “You know, you should probably be careful around her. She has a giant crush on you.”

“What?” Y/n’s eyes snapped to Regina, immediately curious. “How do you know?”

“She told me. She tells everybody. It’s kinda cute, to be honest. She’s like a little girl.” Regina laughed, and Y/n tilted her head and raised her brows, silently asking for more details. “Like, she writes ‘Y/n plus Cady’ and stuff like that all over her notebook. And she made this shirt that says ‘I heart Y/n’ and she wears it under all of her clothes.

“Oh, come on.” Y/n sighed and rolled her eyes, figuring Regina had been joking. “That’s not funny, Regina.”

“I’m serious! She’s, like, obsessed with you. And who can blame her?” Regina’s hand reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair away from Y/n’s face. When Y/n looked at her friend, she was suddenly closer than before. “I mean, you’re gorgeous.”

“Regina.”

“If I’m being honest… I hate the way she looks at you.” Regina grabbed Y/n’s chin before she could look away, forcing them to maintain eye contact. “It makes me sick. She should know better than to think she has a chance with you.”

“What are you saying, Regina?” Y/n’s voice was barely a whisper, but the blonde heard her loud and clear despite being in a crowded room with blasting music and semi-drunk teenagers.

“I’m saying you’re mine, Y/n.” With every word, Regina inched closer and closer. “I don’t want you to be with Cady. Or with anyone else.” 

Regina closed the small gap between her and Y/n’s lips, wrapping her arms around Y/n’s body to keep her close. After the wave of shock washed over her, Y/n reciprocated the kiss. Neither of them cared about any of the people around them watching. Including Cady, who watched from across the room with watery eyes and a breaking heart. 

Cady had lost Y/n to a competition she didn’t even know she had. Y/n had finally gotten the girl she had been wanting for years after being kept at arm’s length away. And Regina had once again ruined someone else’s happiness for her own.

***

Regina George Taglist: @wedfan2 @pyro-les @natashamaximoff-69

[jayke0]

Do You Feel... Weird?

Pairing: Marc Spector x fem reader

Summary: kinktober day 4, Sex Pollen 

Rating: 18+

Warnings/content: sex pollen, chubby reader, yearning finally comes to fruition, friends to lovers, grinding, lots of swearing, protected sex (the pill), p in v, creampie, multiple orgasms, fucking everywhere, lmk if there's anything else i should add :).

Word count: 1,532 (yes they're getting longer)

Credit: @automnepoet for proofreading ily.

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"What the fuck was that?" You ask, choking on the fine dust that'd just been blasted in your face.

Marc looks at you with concern and shakes his head. "Shit, I don't know, just stay there ok? Sit down." You feel his large hands push you down till you're sat on the cold stone and you roll your eyes; what's the point of him asking if he's just going to do it anyway?

You shouldn't be mad at him actually, you love how concerned he gets for you when you're on a mission together.

You watch him slink off, which is shortly followed by grunting and crashing and a whole lot of yelling, most of which is Marc's, but eventually he comes back, seemingly choking on the same stuff you'd been at the mercy of.

"Got you too huh?" You chuckle a little, since he always has a bit of a god complex about being able to fight anything and anyone.

"Yeah—" he rubs his throat with a wheeze, "c'mon, lets get the fuck outta here."

The drive home is quiet, but you keep glancing over at the man; is he getting hotter by the second? The way his curls are still sticking to his forehead is something you'd usually fix for him by pushing them out of his face, but right now it's just making you bite your lip. You notice how the veins and muscles in his arms are more prominent.. are they always like that? It's as if his blood is coursing through his body faster and harder than usual. His T-shirt is sticking to his body, exposing his toned chest and arms—

Good God, you wanna fuck him.

You're too busy eyeing him to notice the way that he's glancing at you himself, his eyes quickly switching between the road and your thighs, the way they're squished against the car seat makes his cock twitch in his jeans, and he has to rest his hand on his crotch just to hide his growing bulge.

"Marc, do you feel any... different?" You ask tentatively as you approach your front door. Usually this is when you'd say bye to him, but you just wanna drag him inside and make him fuck you over and over till you can't walk anymore, it's…

"Weird, yeah." He answers, and it's only when your eyes curiously drop to his crotch that you notice he must be feeling the same as you. "Oh, thank fuck." You chuckle; certainly the first time you've been relieved by an unwarranted boner.

"Sorry, I dunno what's wrong with me. Imma go home now, lets just pretend this never happened." He waves his hands wildly, which gives you the opportunity to grab his wrists.

"Please don't go... I—I want you." You mumble to him before slamming your lips into his.

Marc lets out a reassured sigh against your lips as he kisses you back with the same furiosity, his hands cupping your face to keep you there so he can lick into your mouth and taste you better.

Somehow, you make it all the way to your couch without tripping backwards, though maybe Marc's strong grip is enough to keep you from falling, instead pulling you towards himself as he scrambles to sit down and have you on his lap. You pull from his lips just to latch on to his neck and graze your teeth across his tanned skin. "What... was that stuff?" You ask as you lick at the salty skin.

"Dunno... some kinda aphrodisiac I guess." He responds while helping you pull your jacket off and rolling his hips against yours, which in turn makes his cock grind perfectly against your clit even through both of your jeans.

"Fucking hell, Marc," is all you can reply, your nerves feeling like they're on overtime as his tip butts that bundle of nerves. Honestly, you could just grind on him till you cum, but the isatiable feeling to have him inside you seems to be growing stronger by the fucking second.

"Shit, you're fucking hot like this, grinding against my cock, does it make you feel good?" You nod and Marc's hands roam underneath your shirt before pulling it off, exposing your chest spilling out of your bra due to not having readjusted it since the mission. "Oh fuck, your tits are just—" he doesn't get to finish his sentence before he's burying his face between them, biting and sucking whatever flesh he can get his mouth on while his other hand his occupied with groping your hips and tummy.

You groan softly and tug at his shirt to finally take it off as well and reveal his toned body. "Hooooly shit, Marc," you chuckle a little. "God damn, you're beautiful..." Your fingers run up and down his chest before your hands come to rest on his shoulders.

"Fuck me Marc, I need you inside me, like right fucking now."

Marc doesn't waste another second before he's tossing you back on the couch and practically ripping his jeans off. You can see how his cock is throbbing in his boxers and leaving a wet patch of precum, the sight makes your mouth water; if you didn't need him inside you so bad you'd offer to suck him dry instead… maybe later.

He's seemingly resorted to making animalistic grunts and growls as he hungrily scans your body and pulls your jeans down, just with a little more care than he did with his own, but your underwear doesn't get the same treatment. He literally tears them from your body which makes you gasp in surprise, and then whimper, fuck he's so hot like this. 

Somehow, he also manages to wiggle his boxers off during that, exposing his length to you, and fuck is he big. Usually you'd find a man with that size intimidating, but Marc has never looked more attractive to you, and the way his tip weeps for you only makes you squirm more and pull him down into a heated kiss.

"Wait wait..." he pants against the heat of your mouth, "are you on anything?"

You groan, but you know that future you will appreciate the fact he asked. "Yes, so just put it in already." You tug his hips and his cock notches against your clit, making you jolt and whimper and resulting in a moan from the man.

'Finally, fucking finally', you think to yourself as his fat cock slides inside you, stretching you out to the point it makes you tense up.

"I know, I know, just relax. I know it's a stretch... but fuck you're squeezing me so good." Marc moans, sliding deeper inside you until he eventually bottoms out.

You already feel fucked out just from the size of him, but as he draws his hips back and the blunt tip drags along your g-spot, you grip his shoulders to ask him for more; and he obliges.

Marc's pace is relentless, his hips working to fuck you open and practically impale you, and you love every second of it, your cunt twitching and throbbing around him. Your throat feels like it's throbbing as well, what with how loud you're moaning, each time his hips collide with yours it sends sparks through your entire body and yanks a strangled noise out of you.

It's barely been a couple of minutes before you're cumming hard on his cock, clenching around him and causing him to come undone too, filling you with more cum than you've ever felt spill from a guy. You don't feel him go soft though, instead it feels like he gets impossibly harder, and he gives you pleading eyes.

"Please baby, fuck it feels so good, lemme fill you up again." He says breathlessly.

"Ok, give it to me Marc, over and over." You reply, and he draws another orgasm out of you in just a matter of minutes.

You continue like that for the rest of the evening, you're bodies slapping together and filling your apartment with filthy noises while you use almost every surface available to you.

You fuck over the arm of the couch, Marc groping and marking the flesh on your ass and thighs as he ruins you from behind and makes you grip the couch pillows so hard it could tear the material. Even the floor isn't safe; you'd migrated to it after your legs gave out and couldn't hold you up any longer, so he simply laid you down with your ass in his lap and fucked you like that.

After hours, the effects finally start to wear off and you both end up collapsing on the couch again, this time to sleep. When you wake up you're greeted with a now fully dressed Marc cleaning you up gently. 

"Don't move, don't want you straining yourself, just stay there, ok?" He pats your thigh and helps you pull a new shirt on "I'll look after you, it's the least I can do."

'Maybe I should go on more missions with him', you think to yourself as you close your eyes again, a big smile spreading across your face.

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Prompts by: @/flightlessangelwings

Tagging people: @cowboymarcs @sad1st1c-wh0re @poopoobuttsy @boredzillenial @mllover260 @simpforbritgents @saevenswelt @partssoldseparately @keira-kaz2y5 @theincredibleinkspitter @l-lune @red-hydra @queerponcho

[kissitbttr]

So like what’s frat!miguel and the rest of the boys’ reactions to the Kendrick and Drake beef. Cause fuck Drake ofc.

FUCK DRAKE INDEEEEDDD🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

“oh god here we go” gloria sighs exasperatedly, throwing her head back while groaning as muñeca giggles,

“drake is fucking. cooked! yall seeing this shit right?!” carlos points his phone with a finger as he all but wide eyed,

“man i know! certified lover boy certified pedophile?? jesus he’s out for blood!”

“can’t disagree with the man. drake’s been weird since 2015. icky bro”

“remember when he tried to make a move on my girl riri?” carlos asks as if it truly what happened. “ticked him off the box”

“they did date, idiot” chang corrects, “and weren’t you the one who had his album needed to be played for every weekly party we have on?”

“i’m a changed man!” carlos exclaims. “he is sooo lucky he’s not making a move on my babe though—or imma need to beat his ass”

“who?”

“sza, chang! damn it bro, keep up!”

the boys all gathered in the living room, muttering bunch of ‘drake is a piece of shit’ and how ‘kendrick is the goat’ to each other,

“motherfucker really has another kid?? a daughter?! bro what the fuck!”

“man really took the cum and dump too literally”

“i don’t think anyone says that, mayback”

“didn’t he try to flirt with the kid from stranger things?”

a collective of ‘ews’ and gasps filling in the room as they all beginning to get intrigued. carlos even props himself on the stomach and legs kicking up in the air as he watches his frat brother explains the timeline,

it’s like watching girls gossiping at a sleepover

“i don’t see your man joining in” gloria nudges your side who’s munching away on your banana bread. “sucks because i’d love to see him act like a childish. grown up!” gloria speaks the two last words a bit louder so beck could hear,

yet the man only spares a quick glance at his girlfriend and sends a wink,

“jesus” her head shaking in disbelief. “I’m surprised o’hara is the one with a brain”

you disagree by putting a hand on hers, “don’t speak too soon. he’ll be here any second—“

“HAVE YOU ALL. HEARD. MEET THE GRAHAMS?”

a familiar booming voice coming from upstairs, and both of your eyes are quick to look up. seeing it’s miguel with a towel wrapped around his hips and hair wet with a large smile across his face.

you’ve never seen him look so cute.

“now” finishing off your previous sentence as your eyes refuse to leave his while giggling when he nearly trips down the stairs,

“children. all of them” gloria rolls her eyes, sipping on her drink as she glares at beck,

“oh come onnn, they’re happy” you try to change her mind but she simply just glares you too,

the boys cheer at miguel and wave at him to come huddle, wanting him to join all the hip hop gossip that’s been taking a toll on internet.

but not before he runs towards you first,

miguel basically sprints to you, grinning from ear to ear “hiiii mi amor” he squeals before stealing a kiss off your lips, hand gripping on the towel to secure his lower body,

a frown painted across your features. “are you not wearing an underwear or something?”

“i am” he says. “what, does it not look like i am?”

“kind of. i could see the print”

“shit my bad—guess it’s too big” he shrugs, saying it too casually that earns him a look of disapproval from you. one that says ‘i hope you’re not saying that shit in front of girls’ “kidding baby, kidding—hi gloria”

“put some clothes on dumbass”

“damn, i’m doing well, thanks for asking.”

“yeah yeah” she waves him off, not paying anymore attention to your man,

“you seem happy” a comment you drop soon as the grin on his face isn’t washing off,

“of course! drake is getting his ass dragged. who’s not happy?”

“just that?”

“just that” he confirms, grabbing an apple from the counter. “me and the boys were talking about it during class. apparently they all agreed with what i had in mind”

“oh? and that is?” you find this so amusing, you have to indulge,

“drake is a piece of shit!” he yells with a mouthful of an apple, earning another cheer from his brothers. “had his song on repeat during class, practice, work—kendrick’s insane”

“tell your man that he’s exaggerating. why is he participating on this damn beef” gloria mentions, “idiot”

“your man is in it too!” miguel defends,

“then you’re both idiots! he hasn’t shut up ever since euphoria dropped! can’t even suck his dick without him mumbling the lyrics non-stop”

miguel furrows, glancing at beck for a second before moving back to look at gloria. “okay that’s weird—you’re staying tonight, muñeca?”

head shaking, you almost feel bad at the deflated look on his face. “can’t baby—i’ll sleep over on a thursday, okay?”

“but whyyy” he whines, unbeknownst to gloria wincing in disgust before she moves away from the two of you. “you never say no”

“finals week, handsome” you move a piece of dampen hair that clings against his forehead. “i have to study and i’m tutoring too now, remember?”

“why can’t you study here then?” he moves closer to you. “in my room—together”

“miguel it’s for my english lit class, not sex ed” you roll your eyes. “you have me any other day, aren’t you bored?”

“blasphemy—again” he disagrees. “i get bored without you” a pout form on his lips in which you admit looking awfully cute that you almost cave in. “plus what am i supposed to hump? my pillow? i need sex! with you!”

you grimace. “you need a therapy, miggy”

[prettypinkporkchop]

Leah x Fem Reader, where the reader tries to resist the bond but find herself obsessed with Leah - because reader saw Leah before Leah saw reader, so only reader has the bond but nothing to tell her what's happening so she thinks she's gone insane.

Que refusing to make wye contact for months even as reader slowly tear herself apart from staying away and trying to get rid of it. The fear and self hate of thinking there's something wrong with her for becoming this obsessed with a woman who just lost her father and obviously want nothing to do with love after Sam.

If I may, maybe even include some 'I was totally straight, nevermind me only having crushes on girls' dumbass energy?

A/N: WAIT CHAT THIS IS ACTUALLY AN AMAZING IDEAR! IMMA TRY MY HARDEST TO LIVE UP TO YOUR EXPECTATIONS. PLZ LEMME KNOW IF I DID THIS RIGHT? LOVE YA LOVE YA LOVE YA!

You saw her. Some beautiful native woman. It's pouring light into your heart. You physically feel this pull towards her. Her beautiful tan skin, perfect brown eyes, and hair. You have to talk to her. Your mind is taunting you.

She moves to walk towards some guys. You jump and hide behind Kim.

Kim is your best friend. She begged her boyfriend to let you join a party here. It's not for outsiders so you really feel like you're intruding. But everyone has been so welcoming and nice. You barely met anyone. Really just Sam, Billy, Emily, Jacob, and Jared. You see many others here but you're so overstimulated.

Now, this weird overbearing emotion is hitting you. What is this? Who is this girl? Nah. I'm straight. I'm straight. I'm straight. I'm str-

"Y/n? What are you doing?" Kim giggles and turns to you. You look at her and smile awkwardly. "I'm just super overwhelmed. I'm not sure." You chuckle and look around anywhere but to her.

--- couple weeks later---

"Y/n, hey, there's a bonfire! You should come!" Kim looks up from her phone. You sit up on your bed and look at her. Do you want to see the girl again?

Why do I like her? I don't even know her? I can't stop thinking about her. I can't stop. Thinking. Shut the fuck up.

"Kim, I have a question."

"Yes?"

"So, who's that girl?" You ask. She raises an eyebrow. "There's a lot of us." She laughs. You roll your eyes and smile, feeling embarrassed. "God, the only one I didn't meet. I only saw her." You point out. "You've met Rachel, Emily, Renesmee, Sue... oh! That's Leah! She's really cool if you get to know her. She's got a lot of problems." She side eyes and goes back to her phone.

Leah...

"Uhm, what kind of issues?" Curiosity is getting the best of you. Hopefully, it's nothing really bad. Maybe it should be! Maybe it would keep you away from her. "Sam left her for Emily. But, it's not like that. It's uhm, not my place to say. But basically, Leah wasn't meant for Sam. Leah has come to terms with it, but love is not her thing." She sets her phone down and sits up, looking at you.

Sam. She's straight. Okay, perfect.

"Her father also passed a couple of years ago. She hasn't been the same since."

At the bonfire, you decide to spread out and meet the rest of the people.

"Seth! That's my sister, Leah." He points to the girl next to her.

Damn it. Don't look.

You can feel her presence pushing its way into your energy. All of it is too much. You're getting freaked out. What is this??? Like, actually.

"Nice to meet you." You smile and then turn to walk away. You feel so rude, but there's no way she'd feel the same.

---- a few weeks later---

Renesmee and Jacob moved into their own house. All of the girls are there, helping decorate. You were invited but you turned down the invite.

Sitting in your kitchen, you hear a knock on the door. "It's me." You hear Kim's voice. You walk to the door and open it. She's standing there with her arms crossed. "We could've used your help, ya know." She giggles. "I'm sorry, I just really didn't feel good." You frown, trying to convince her. "Oh, stop. You've been acting off for a hot minute now."

Oh no, she's catching on. Stay calm.

"What do you mean?" You sit back down. She sits next to you and stares at you blankly. "I don't know." She sighs.

"Look, I'll go to the next party, okay?" You tell her.

--that weekend--

I'm not looking. I'm not looking.

Your eyes turn to her. Her blue jeans, her brown jacket, oh god. You can't take this anymore. It's actually starting to hurt. Your head hurts. You walk towards her but staying away from her view.

What? Your headache fades the closer you get to her. "Aye!" Embry wraps an arm around your shoulder. "You might as well be a part of our family at this point." He laughs. "Yeah, I know." You giggle. "Oop! We've got company!" He let's you go. You turn and are face to face with Leah.

Her eyes meet yours.

She stops in her steps, and her eyebrows furrow. She looks emotional.

Your feelings intensify. A whole wave crashes down on you. "Shit." Embry laughs behind you.

The whole night, she'd be glancing at you. You can feel her eyes. You still keep your eyes away.

Don't fucking look.

Kim nudges your knee. "Hey. Embry told me you and Leah have some tension."

You keep your eyes on the ground. "That's totally insane, Kim. She's straight, and so am I. Plus, she has been hurt. She doesn't want to love." You say monotonous. You want to cry. Every time you walk away, your head hurts. But, being across from each other at this fire, the distance doesn't hurt.

You're starting to actually feel insane. "Y/n, you and I both know.'' Kim pushes. Paul shushes her and then taps your shoulder. "Take your time." He says.

At home, your head is pounding. You actually feel like you're going to vomit. "Damn it." You run to your car and drive back to the rez. Once you drive to the beach, your headache stops.

You sigh of relief and lay your head on your steering wheel. But then, it hits you. Her presence. She's here. You get out of the car and walk to the sand. You sit down, not caring about getting sandy.

"You okay, y/n?" God, her name rolling off of her tongue, sends butterflies to your stomach. "I can't be away from you." You mumble. She sits next to you. Her warmth is seeping through your clothes into your side. "I have felt this way for a while now. I saw you before you noticed me. Being away from you hurts." You gulp, hoping she doesn't run from you.

Instead, her hand meets your back. "I know." She says. "Honestly, I never thought I'd end up imprinting on a woman, but that explains why I never connect with men." She laughs.

You laugh too but then stop. Imprinting?

"Wait? What?" You look at her. The moon barely lights up the side of her face. "I have to tell you important things."

--a few days later--

You lay back on the grass, reading your book. Leah is sitting up, picking flowers off the ground and making a crown. "You're prettier than a flower." Leah smiles. You set your book to the side and look up at her. "Prove it." You smirk. "What? Want me to howl it to the moon tonight?" She jokes. "Isthe moon homophobic?" You ask. "Nah, don't think so."

"Then it doesn't count. Try something else." You prop yourself up with your elbows.she finishes the crown and places it on your head.

Unexpectedly, she hovers over you and kisses you. Her soft and warm lips shock you. Your face heats up, and you kiss her back slowly. She pulls away and looks down at you. "Did I prove a point?" She asked quietly before planting kisses over your cheeks.

[ilovetheoutsiders2much]

How you met the Greasers.

So some of the main parts are you meet the greasers but you’re really shy when you meet them. You fall in love with Dally and he has a soft spot only for you and no one else.

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Included Characters:

•Two-Bit Matthew’s

•Sodapop Curtis

•Ponyboy Curtis

•Dally Winston

•Johnny Cade

•Darry Curtis

•Steve Randle

•And whoever is reading this.

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One day you were walking down the street and a blue Mustang pulls up beside you. It’s the socs trying to cat call you. One of the greasers were walking down the street to go to the store but he heard them cat calling you. You are a shy person so you try to ignore it and keep walking. Dally walks up and says “Leave this girl alone dude. You’re always out here messing with people. Don’t you have better things to do? You’re rich, go spend it or something.” Bob speeds away from you two. You quietly say “Thank you.” and then Dally matches your tone and says “You’re welcome.” You start to walk away and Dally says “Wait, you shouldn’t be walking alone after that. I’ll walk with you.” So Dally just walks with you. He asks “So do you live around this area?” You have a short response “Mhmm” He asks you “Would you wanna go out sometime somewhere!” You say “Sure.”

You knew Dally because he is always in trouble or always in the newspaper so you know how he acts and sometimes you hear him screaming because your the house right next to his.

You say “I live right next door.” He says “Oh really?!” you nod your head. He says “Then you want to go out tonight?” You say “Sure.” He says “Alright.”

After you get to the store you see him stuffing things in his pockets. He comes over to you and stuffs the things you’re getting in his pockets. You says “Dally doing his usual.” He says “How did you know?” You just shrug. He grabs one thing to pay for so the cashier doesn’t get suspicious. You walk out and you start to walk home. He asks “What do you mean ‘Dally doing his usual’ how did you know that?” You say “I see you do it almost all the time.” He says “You never told anyone?” You say “Nope, i mind my own business.” He says “Sweet, but not really sweet because i wonder how many people see it.”

Once you get home Dally says “Wait can i introduce you to my group?” You say “Sure.” Even though your scared because your shy. Dally walks in and literally screams “LOOK WHO I MET.” Everyone in the rooms looks. Johnny says “A girl? Dally…” Dally says “A girl of my dreams.” Ponyboy says “Woah, first time you got a pretty girl.” You reach for the doorknob behind you and open the door. You say “Dally i’m ready to leave.” He says “Alright imma take her home. The socs keep trying to get her.” You politely wave bye to everyone and then run out of the house. Dally asks “Are you alright?” You say “Yeah, i got nervous.” He says “Don’t be nervous around them they’re chill. They’re just not used to me showing a girl off…”

You walk up the steps of your porch and Dally says “I’ll pick you up later.” You say “Bye Dally.” He runs up the steps quickly and hugs you and he says “Bye y/n.” He runs down the steps and runs back to the curtis house.

Johnny asks “Are you gonna treat that girl like a toy or actually treat her right.” He says “I am gonna treat her right. I wanna do right this time. I’ll need your help a little bit.” Johnny says “Wow… Dally asking for help?? That’s a little weird. But alright.” Dally says “I’m about to take her out. What do i wear? Do i get her flowers?” Ponyboy says “Get her flowers.” Dally said “PONYBOY SONCE WHEN WERE YOU LISTENING?” Ponyboy says “the whole time…” Dally says “IMMA RIP YOUR HAIR OUT!” Ponyboy says “I’m sorry Dally, I’m sorry.” Dally rolls his eyes. Johnny helps Dally and Ponyboy goes and gets flowers out of a socs yard and makes a bouquet out of them. They both help Dally look good and get ready.

Dally goes over and knocks on your door. You open up with the prettiest dress on. Dally said “Holy shi… You’re beautiful.” Then he hands you the flowers. He says “You ready to go?” You say yeah and you walk down the porch steps. He asks if you wanna get a ride there or walk. You say you wanna ride there because you were tired from school.

Before you guys leave you are sitting in the car he was asking where you wanted to go. But there was silence because you were too busy starring at him because you thought he looked good. He notices you starring. He gently pulls your face up and you two stare into each other’s eyes. Dally doesn’t want to rush things because yall aren’t even together yet but he leans in slowly and he kisses you gently. You kiss him back and after you both were smiling and you were both blushing. The group of greasers saw everything because they were standing on the porch because they were worried a little because they didn’t hear the car start for a while.

Sally notices and his face is redder than it was before. He says “oh shi.” You say “what? You don’t want them to see your softness.” You smile as he looks a little upset. You say “I’m sorry pretty boy.” He looks at you and kisses you. He starts making out with you. During one of the breathes he says “I’ll show them my weakness.” Then he backs away and he says “I’m sorry.. that was out of no where.” He gently caresses your cheek. You blush and say “You look really good tonight. Honestly i didn’t know you were gonna look this good or i would’ve dressed a lot better than i do right now.” He says “You look perfect.” He gets excited for doing something right without asking Johnny for help. But he dosent show that he’s excited.

You finally leave to go out. You go to a coffee shop and you order two coffee’s one for you and one for him. You order a small chocolate donut and he orders two big glazed donuts. After eating your donuts and drinking your coffee you two decide to go home because you’re both exhausted from the day. So he drives home. He asks you if you wanna stay over and sleep in his room. You say sure and he takes you to the Curtis house because he has his own room in there and he wanted to stay there for the night. So when you walk in the door everyone looks at you both and Ponyboy said “We all say you two in the car before you left..” Johnny says “PONYBOY! you weren’t supposed say that.” He says “oh oops..” Dally looks mad but he grabs your hand and pulls you into his room.

You two are in the room he starts to get ready for bed then he realizes you don’t have any clothes but if he gives you his they’ll be too big so he thought maybe Pony or Johnny. He asks “Do you want me to go ask ponyboy or johnny if they have any clothes you can wear to bed?” You just says “I guess.” He walks out and screams for Ponyboy. Ponyboy screams back and says “WHAT DO YOU WANT SODAP- DALLY?!” Dally laughs and says “Did you just try to call me sodapop?” Pony says “Noooo…..” Then Ponyboy smirks and says “Maybe..” But then he asks what dally wants. Dally asks “Do you have anything my girl can wear?” He says “Yeah i have Johnnys clothes… Don’t tell him.” Dally laughs at Ponyboy and he says to Pony “You know i’m going to tell him later.” Ponyboy goes and grabs the clothes and throws them at Dally. Dally says “You little s-“ Darry interrupts them and asks if anyone wants cake. Ponyboy screams on the top of his lungs and says “MEEE!!!” Darry laughs and gives it to him. Dally just walks back to his room and hands you the clothes.

You go to change into the clothes. Once your done Dally asks if you wanna sit in the living room to watch tv. You say “Sure.” So yall walk into the living room and you see Ponyboy and Steve stuffing their faces with chocolate cake. Then Johnny and Two-bit are sitting on the couch. Dally says “Oh man.” You say “What?” Dally says “You’re wearing Johnnys-“ Johnny interrupts Dally and says “Why are you wearing my clothes y/n?…” Dally points at Ponyboy. Johnny says “Ponyboy… Why did you give my clothes to someone?…” Ponyboy says “Y/n needed them…” Johnny says “They were only for you to keep for emergencies.” You say “I can give them back. I’ll even wash them.” Johnny says that it’s fine and that you can wear them because he dosent care as much as he’s making it seem like he cares but in reality he dosent he is just more mad at the fact that Ponyboy didn’t bother to tell him.

After chilling for a while you fall asleep. Dally notices but he makes Ponyboy carry you back to Dallys room. Ponyboy accidentally hit your head off the corner of a wall. You wake up instantly and you say “Why are you carrying me?” Pony says “Because Dally didn’t want to.” You look upset and Ponyboy is just holding you because he is talking and he obviously cannot talk and walk and focus on carrying you at the same time because he is clumsy. So he stops talking then continues to walk. He basically throws you on the bed and walks out of the room. You hear Dally say “My turn ponyboy.” Ponyboy goes and picks him up halfway. He only got ahold of Dallys feet and is dragging his across the floor. Everyone in the room is laughing especially Ponyboy but then Pony trips from walking backwards and falls straight on his back. He gets back up like nothing happened and continued to drag him. Then once he finally got Dally into his room he uses what he can and lifts Dally onto the bed. After he got Dally on the bed he says “You know i was kidding, right pony?” You giggle but it’s a quiet one so only Dally heard it since he was closer.

After Pony left the room you both fell asleep immediately. Then you wake up in the middle of the night to find Ponyboy and Johnny in your bed beside Dally. The house is silent but you hear Ponyboy, Johnny and Dallas talking and laughing. You say “What the h*ll are you all doing. Go to bed.” They all say no at the same time and since they said it at the same time they start dying of laughter. You roll your eyes you get up and walk to the living room and you sleep on the floor because two-bit already had the couch.

In the morning you wake up to Sodapop and Steve raiding the house for Sodapops work shirt. You ask steve “what are you looking for?” He says “Sodapop’s work shirt.” You say “I thought i saw it laying on the couch before two-bit laid down. They roll two-bit over waking him up and they find his shirt. Sodapop asks “Why are you laying out here?” You say “Dally, Johnny and Ponyboy were having a conversation and laughing really loud because somehow they were all wide awake.” Darry heard you say that and he says “PONYBOY?” You say “Mhmm” Darry says “PONYBOY GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW!” then he says to you “Thanks for telling me. This boy knew he had school today. He’s definitely going to get a talk.” Ponyboy walks out looking scared. Then they just argue back and fourth. Dally walks out from all the screaming. He asks you “Why are you laying out here?” You say “Because of you and your two little friends and you took your eyes.” He says “I was dr*nk.” You say whatever and you stuff your head into the pillow. You were shivering a little bit and Two-bit notices. Then Two-bit throws a blanket at you.

Dally finally treats a girl right (aka you) and everyone is surprised. Everyone says how lucky you are to have him. You think they’re just people trying to hit on Dally but nope it’s because he changes just for you.

This is all i can think of right now. Please give me some tips on how to make my writings better i really want to make it look nice and have it look interesting for you guys to read.

[lolitaa-17]

Maybe one day you’ll feel what I’ve felt now.

College au! Eren x reader, Jean x Reader

Mentions of drugs (marijuana), angst!?

“You’re special to me.”

It was all bullshit. All the lies I’ve kept up with thinking they were noting but the truth.

-

You snuck a joint to your lips. It was a chilly autumn night. You were stressed out with school and work. All of it just stacking up.

“Didn’t know you were a stoner” Eren made his way to the open swing next to you.

“I’m not, just needed to release some stress” you smiled.

“That’s what all the stoners say” He chuckled.

You offered him the joint and he gladly accept it. You slowly started swinging on the swings while the wind blew against your face.

“How did you know I was here” you asked him watching him take a hit of the joint.

“Not gonna lie, I came up here to smoke a doink” he laughed.

“A doink…Eren shut the fuck up” you laughed along with him.

You two sat in silence for a while after while the joint was just being passed around. Eren would usually join you every time you’d go out to smoke a joint. You enjoyed the company every time though. It never bothered you. What did bother you though was when you’d see him in campus and he would act as if he never met you in his life. Just thinking about it ruined your whole tendency.

“Alright imma dip” you get up from the swing to dap Eren up.

“We haven’t finished the J yet” he says passing you the joint but you decline it.

“Nah I’m good. I’m probably just gonna go grab some food and head back to my dorm” you take a sip of your water.

“Woah and you’re not gonna invite to go grab some grubs with you” he holds onto his chest as if he’s offended.

“Well come on then” you started making your way to your car as Eren followed shortly behind.

“What are you feeling?” you look over at Eren who had already been glued to his phone.

“Fine with whatever” he says paying no mind to what you had been saying.

You started the car and connected your phone to the bluetooth. ‘Will He’ by joji started playing. Shortly after you rolled the windows down and started driving to Sonic.

“So where we gonna go get the grub?” Eren asked as he finally turned his phone off and started rubbing his hands together.

“Sonic” you said as you kept all your attention on the road.

“What’s your major again?” His question that he always ask every time you guys hang out.

“Art” you replied.

“What’s with these one word responses now?” He chuckled.

You stopped at the red light and looked him.

“There’s really nothing much to say about my major it’s pretty self explanatory.” You chuckled and looked at your phone to check if anyone had texted you.

“You’re right my bad” he looks out the window.

You turned your gaze back at the road and continued to drive as the light turned green.

Shortly you two arrived at sonic. You two just ordered what you had been craving at the time and sat in the car waiting for your food.

“This shit about to smack” he says as he use the dashboard as ‘drums’ playing some random beat.

“Y/n…and Eren?” You heard a male voice speak from your side of the window.

“Oh hey jean”

“Can you step out really quick I need to to talk to you” jean says while opening your car door.

“Yeah I got you” you step outside the car and follow behind jean as you two were at a reasonable distance from the car.

“What are you doing with Eren? Kind of a strange duo don’t you think?” He ask leaning against one of the tables.

“I know exactly where this is gonna go, and it’s a no.” You say sitting next to Jean.

“That’s surprising, there’s not one girl I know who’s his little sex toy.” He laughed.

“He’s sweet to hang around with, but we’ve never had a moment where things got weird.” You leaned your head on Jeans shoulder.

“That’s also surprising.”

You and Jean always had an on and off relationship. But it never ended terrible it was just wrong time right person type of deal. In college you feel like having a relationship is not really an option for you.

“You also reek of weed.” He says pushing your head off his shoulder as a joke.

“Shut up” you quickly get up from the table.

“I’m gonna head back to the car, I’ll catch you later” you hugged him before making your way back to your car.

You entered the car to see Eren on his phone.

“He definitely still wants you.” Eren says before looking up from his phone.

“He is my ex and we never ended on bad terms” you chuckled.

“You still have feelings for him?” He asked turning his phone off and fixing his full attention towards you.

“Well yeah obviously just not as much” your phone buzzed taking your attention away from Eren.

Jean:

‘Don’t let him fool you y/n.’

You look up from your phone and see Jean turning off his phone and making his way to his car as he just grabbed his food.

Eren felt a burning sensation in his chest. Seeing you give all your attention to a boy that wasn’t him made him feel some type of way. He never had a problem with any other girl but you.

“So graduating this year from college huh? How do you feel?” He asked you trying to gain your attention back to him.

“I’m excited” you say looking out the window as the food was finally arriving to the car. ‘Thank you’ you say to the worker as you gave her tip.

You passed Eren his food as you started stuffing your face with your own food.

“It’s crazy though, all your friends are juniors and here you are the only senior” he says also stuffing his face with his food.

“Only because of that dumbass high school that moved me up a grade”

“Thats impressive though, nerd” he says moving his arm around your shoulders.

He moves in closer while looking at your lips. “I know you and Jean were talking about me” You kept eating calmly so he didn’t become skeptical.

“Not really…not everything revolves around you pretty boy” you flick his nose.

“He didn’t try to ‘warn you’ from me?” He says looking back and forth from your lips to your eyes.

You nod “He was just asking me about some art project we have due soon.”

“Good” he slowly moves closer to finally meet your lips.

You’d be lying if you said you hated it. His soft pink lips the felt nice. You followed along his rhythm. You shortly pulled away.

“I’m tired that joint was indica.” You laughed as you started the car connected your Bluetooth again. This time ‘So High’ by Doja cat was playing.

Eren kept his gaze on you, he hasn’t said anything ever since you broke the kiss. ‘Why were you so hard to get with?’ He thought to himself. ‘Maybe because you’re still caught up on your ex?’ He thought to himself again.

“Next time we gotta do sativa.” He says finally breaking the silence.

“For sure.”

After a couple minutes you arrived to Eren’s apartment complex.

“It was nice hanging out tonight.” You say parking the car waiting for him to leave.

He grabs your chin as he pulls you towards him. His soft lips were now on yours again. His soft pecks made its way towards your neck as he sucked a bit harder.

“Watch it” you push his head back a bit, you knew exactly what he was trying to do.

You could feel the smirk on his lips. He made his way back up to your lips placing soft gentle kisses on your plump lips. He leaned over to take your seatbelt off. He grabbed your hips signaling you to get on top of his lap.

Maybe you did lie to Jean that nothing weird had ever happened between you guys, but it was for the better. You and Eren had a little thing here and there but you guys never actually had sex, you refused to become one of his many sex toys.

You were now on top of him grinding against his lap feeling his rock solid dick. You moved your lips away towards his neck. You definitely sucked harder than he did. But you didn’t care and he didn’t mind not one bit.

“You don’t know how bad I want to fuck you y/n” he whispered in your ear.

“You already know me Eren” you smirked as you softly pecked his lips once more before returning back to the driver seat.

He scoffed as he pointed toward his dick signaling how hard he was.

“Well you’re home now so you can go take care of that” you winked as you buckled your seatbelt back on.

He chuckled before leaning in to get one more soft peck before exiting the car.

- 2 days later -

“Girl I don’t care I’m always gonna be team Jean” Lin said as she was braiding her hair getting ready to head over to her bfs house.

Your phone buzzed

Eren:

🍃?

“Like how does he tell you he wants to fuck you soooo bad but then walks around the campus like he don’t even know you?” She says finishing up with her hair.

“Yeah that’s what gets me all the time” you say laying down like a starfish on her bed as you responded to Eren.

You:

Too tired to get up.

Eren on the other line smiled at his phone with an idea in his head.

Eren:

Bet.

You were a bit confused by his response but shrugged it off. “So Tony’s tonight?”

“Yeah he wanted to go grab some dinner together then head to his house for the night” lin winked.

You chuckled before getting up from her bed as she got up to start heading out. “Don’t invite any douche bags” she looked at you while prepping her bag.

“Chill I’m not, I’m probably just gonna watch some movies and call it a night” you yawned following her to the front door.

She opens the door revealing Eren who was about to knock. Lin looks at you ‘are you serious’ was written all over her face.

“I didn’t know he was coming” you whispered enough for both of them to hear you.

She rolls her eyes pushing past Eren, “Bye y/n, text me if anything” she emphasized ‘anything’.

Eren looked at you and smiled “anything?”

“What are you doing here?” You ask him letting him in.

He set a bag on the counter taking out all the snacks and drinks “so I heard my little princess was tired to hang out so, I brought you some snacks so we can just chill here.”

“Free snacks I guess” you take the bag of snacks and take them to your room while Eren followed behind.

You two just sat on your bed while smoking another joint. Low music played in the background on your speaker. And there you were again on top of Eren making out with him.

“Y/n please” he whispers.

You removed his shirt as he did the same. You slowly sway your lips back and forth ignoring his words. The breathing between the both of you got heavier. He was now hovering on top of you. Moving his lips down to your stomach leaving soft kisses here and there.

“Eren please” you said stopping as he was trying to remove your shorts.

“Y/n I know you think that once you let me hit I’ll just ghost you, but trust me I won’t. You’re special to me.” He says leaving a soft peck on your lips again.

But that’s exactly what he did.

-

Days passed weeks even and you never heard from Eren. You turned your phone off after you blocked him. You knew exactly where it was gonna lead. You were vulnerable to his touch, it was your fault for even letting him in your dorm that day.

“I told you y/n” Jean say laying beside you.

“I don’t want to hear that right now Jean” you rubbed your face.

Although Jean was your ex, he was also your best friend. He was mad that you and Eren had been messing in the first place but there was nothing he could really do since you two hadn’t been dating.

“Come here” he says opening his arms.

You hugged him tightly as the tears streamed down your face. “I’m so stupid” you whispered.

“Yes you were” Lin says bringing a bowl of popcorn to your room.

“But it’s okay we all make mistakes” she lays down on the opposite side of you and Jean.

-

Eren left some girls room who was in the same building as yours. He dialed your phone number while he stood in front of your dorm room.

Voicemail immediately.

What was he expecting though? He went weeks without speaking to you and he expected you to answer his call?

That night you and him slept together, he whispered all these things in your ears. All these sweet words of affirmation. He never did that to anyone, but only you so it was more believable that you were ‘special to him’.

You really were special to him. But he claimed he just wanted one thing out of this friendship.

A couple minutes passed Jean walked out of your dorm room, which caught Eren by surprise.

Jean noticed Eren standing by the door.

“The hell are you doing here?” Jean asked closing the door behind him quickly.

“I could ask you the same thing” Eren says cocking his head up.

“Listen Eren…you and I aren’t the same. Me and y/n had a past where I gave her everything and loved her, meanwhile you? You just fucked then dipped. So if you think that this is a competition between us …you’re wrong.”

Eren stayed silent while staring at Jean. Jean was right though. Even if Eren tried to win you back the answer to everything will always be Jean.

“You’ve made her miserable these last few weeks. She really thought she could trust you” Jean walked away leaving Eren there.

As soon as Jean was out of sight, Eren knocked on the door. Seconds later Lin answered.

“She’s sleeping what do you want” she says closing the door behind her so he couldn’t catch the glimpse of you sitting on the couch watching some movie but he did see you.

“I know she’s in there and awake. I just want to see her” he says rubbing his neck.

Lin goes back inside. Soon after you walked out.

His eyes soften at the sight of you.

“What is it Eren?” The tone in voice was something Eren never heard, it was soft but harsh at the same time.

He pulls and a blunt and smiles bittersweetly.

You just looked at him.

“I’ve been sober for a while, graduation is around the corner” You say looking into his eyes.

“Yeah sorry” He whispers.

“Listen y/n, everything I said-“

“Was a lie obviously” He looked up at you to see the tears forming in your eyes.

To Eren you had always been a strong person, you rarely cried in front of him or at all. This was the first time he’s seen you cry.

“I know and y/n I really am sor-“

“Don’t apologize Eren, it’s not your fault. It’s mine for even letting anything happen knowing damn well what was going to happen after” you wiped your tears.

His heart ached. The guilt stacking on top him like a bunch of bricks. This relationship he had ruined all because he couldn’t stop thinking with his dick.

“It was nice knowing you during these 3 years” you smiled as the tears stained your cheeks.

And there he was left alone as you made your way back into your dorm room. He knew that meant that you two were never going to be in each others future probably ever.

-

He walked into the venue. Many parents and family were in seats waiting for the ceremony to start. He got a ticket to the graduation to see you once more.

After an hour your name was finally called up. He looked at the big screen to see that big smile you had as you grabbed your diploma and walked toward your seat again. It was the last genuine smile he’d seen from you.

-

He would always go to the same park you two would always meet up at. But this time he would be alone. He rarely hooked up with anyone this year. He was focused on just graduating.

He regretted everything too late. He regretted not taking things serious with you. He regretting ignoring you on school campus. Because now you’re ignoring him. And it hurts like hell. He tried texting you a couple times but the messages he sent were green. He quickly figured out that you had blocked him.

-

“You excited?” Jean says fixing Eren’s tie.

“Yeah” Is all he could mutter.

“Dude you’ve been like this for the whole school year, what’s wrong?” He asked while looking at himself in the mirror after fixing Eren’s tie.

“How it she?” Eren asked Jean.

Jean stopped suddenly figuring out why his demeanor had changed this year.

“She’s been doing really good actually, she’s been doing well with her art and stuff” Jean zipped up his gown.

“She’s actually coming today” he smiles while he put his cap on.

“Did you two get back together?” He asked Jean while zipping up his gown.

“Yeah like 5 months ago” Jean says avoiding eye contact with Eren.

Sometimes Eren wishes he was in Jeans shoes. He was perfect. A perfect boyfriend, a perfect best friend.

Suddenly Jean got a phone call. He walked a bit away from Eren before answering the phone and putting it on speaker since he was still fixing his gown and cap.

“Hey baby” he says.

“Where are youuu! Hurry I want to see how you look!” You heard her voice, the squeakiness in her voice of how impatient she was to see her boyfriend.

You smiled to yourself just thinking about her face.

“Yeah I’m gonna be heading out soon with um Eren” Jean replies.

“Oh okay text me when you guys head out, I’m here with your parents right now.”

Eren’s smile faded, his parents would’ve loved you. The fantasy of you being his girlfriend took over his head. The way he’d be calling you baby and how you’d be begging him to hurry up.

-

The ceremony was long and boring as usual. Eren made his way out the venue along with everyone else.

He looked around to see you and Jean kissing. There it was again, that heart ache he always had whenever he se saw you and Jean together.

He suddenly saw you walking over to him.

“You did it too” You have him a sudden hug which caught him by surprise.

“Y..yeah” he hugged you back, if nobody was around he probably would’ve picked you up and bursted crying but he couldn’t, because you weren’t his, and you never were.

“About the past y/n-“ you back away from the hug and shushed him.

“I don’t keep grudges forever Eren” You laughed. That laugh how much he missed it.

“Yeah? Well you still have me blocked” he chuckled bitterly.

“Sorry I’ve been busy, I’ll unblock you later” you smiled as Jean snaked his hands around you.

“Congratulations though…pretty boy” you flicked his nose once more before heading back to Jean’s family.

All he could do is watch you walk away. He would run after you and grabbed you if he could. But he couldn’t. But at least he knew that you’d always be in minimal contact with him. That’s good enough for him though.

“Now I know how you felt y/n” He whispered as his tears ran down his face.

-

Hey I’ve been gone for such a long time because I literally did not know what to write and because school was kicking my booty 😭😭 I barley passed this year guys trust me. But ayeeee 😛😛 summer breakkkkk.

This was low key rushed but I hope you guys enjoy !

I just reread this and I literally cannot spell..anyway let me know if you guys want an Eren ending 😉.

[truly-morgan]

[Age Swap, Canon Reigen get transfered to AS!Reigen body (w.i.p)]

MobRei | Mob Psycho 100 Age Swap AU 17-03-2023

But we follow Canon Reigen who somehow got transmigrated to AS!Reigen bodies.

Maybe he wakes up in the school infirmary after PE accident, or at the hospital because something went wrong on the last job this body made.

One thing is sure, he really confused to be back to his teenage years?!?!?

But he tries to roll with it and act natural, although it comes off weird for anyone else because he has obviously not been 14 in quite some time.

he probably at first think this was something related to a spirit, so that's why he went back in time. He hopes Mob can pull him out of that.

But then when coming back from school, when lost in his thought he makes his way towards the office, somewhat cursing at himself for doing this out of habit even if his office doesn't exist.

Yet it... does.

so he quickly goes up the stairs to see who could be running this place before him.

When he finally gets in he comes face to face when I tall gloomy man, who looks familiar.

"Is everything alright Arataka? You didn't come yesterday so I was worried".

"I told you he would be back, nii-san, nothing's gonna stop him," another person says and from one look at him he also looks *very* familiar.

"Mob?" he asks, confuse.

and this probably only throws Mob into some confusion or worries, because why would Reigen look so confused upon seeing him? It wasn't like he hadn't seen him in a while.

(imma continue this later, gotta finish preparing for work :p)

Original

"imma continue this later" and again

[aeoki]

Sandstorm - Desert Survival: Chapter 6

Location: Hotel Resort

Characters: Hinata, Yuuta, Adonis, Kouga, Kaoru & Rei

TL Note:

Yuuta makes a pun with the word for “normal (普通 / futsuu)” and their unit name “2wink (pronounced tsuuwinku)” which combines to make “Futsuuwink”. I couldn’t come up with a pun using both of these words/meanings so I opted for alliteration instead.

Kouga: (Argh, dammit! I don’t get it! Just what is goin’ on!?)

(I don’t understand! I’m worried about Hakaze-senpai and Hinata since they’ve just been thrown out into the desert.)

(But we don’t even know where we currently are, either!

(This probably isn’t Japan, right? It’s supposed to be the middle of winter right now, but it’s so friggin’ hot! What’re they makin’ us do here…!?)

(The explanation we got from the management on “Hallhands” was the bare minimum and it didn’t mention anythin’ in detail. They didn’t even reply even when we asked them questions.)

(I know we’ve gotten caught up in somethin’ bad, but we don’t know anything important!)

(Normally, Sakuma-senpai would tell us what was goin’ on like a god who was overlookin’ everythin’.)

(He’s busy tryin’ show his personality through that weird mask and seriously hasn’t said a word…)

(Yuuta looks like he knows somethin’ and all he does is tease us.)

(Dammit! Everythin’ is so confusin’, I feel like I’m gonna go crazy!)

(Actually, now that I think about it, things seemed pretty fishy ever since we started being on the move for the “SS” Qualifying Round…)

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ< A memory. Late last night. Inside ES idol bus. >

Kaoru: U! N! D! E! A! D!

We are~?

Adonis: “UNDEAD”!

Hinata: The number 2! W! I! N! K!

We are~?

Yuuta: “2wink”...☆

Kouga: Shaddaaaap! Keep quiet while we’re on the move, you guys! I was tryin’ to sleep!

Rei: …………

Hinata: Oh? That’s rare! Sakuma-senpai is sleeping even though it’s night.

Kouga: Yeah, that’s normal for humans, though.

Hinata: Ahaha! Yeah, it’s normal! We are~?

Yuuta: –Typical 2wink[⁎]!

Kouga: Like I said, shut up! Stop gettin’ so excited! You think we’re on a school trip or somethin’!?

Hinata: I’d say the same about you, Oogami-senpai. You seem more hyped up than usual. Are you looking forward to “SS”~?

Kouga: You got a problem with that!? Actually, why aren’t you guys excited at all!? It’s the biggest event in the idol industry.

It’s a battle to see who’s the strongest idol out there!

Last year, we got our rights taken from us by “Trickstar”, but this year, anyone can fight for it!

You gotta aim for the sky if ya a man! Gyahahaha ☆

Hinata: Wow… Oogami-senpai, your bad parts are showing. Has there ever been a time where you thought “If ‘Trickstar’ is doing well, then…” and raised your hand to join in too? Did things actually go well for you?

Kouga: Shut it! It’s true I’m kinda traumatised after “fine” beat us to a pulp after the “S1” in spring last year!

But if Sakuma-senpai and Hakaze-senpai actually showed what they were capable of, then we would’ve definitely won!

Yuuta: What~? You can make whatever excuses afterwards~

Kaoru: Yeah. It’s kinda lame to say things like the fish that got away was too big or the grape was too sour, you know, Kouga-kun~?

Kouga: I ain’t sayin’ I’m a sore loser!

If anythin’, we’ve wasted a lotta chances to show that, so we rolled up our sleeves and faced it head-on!

You better do things properly this time, Hakaze-senpai! Imma kill ya if you don’t put your all into it!

Kaoru: Say what~? I’ve been working pretty seriously recently, haven’t I?

Adonis: Indeed. Good job, Hakaze-senpai. 

Kaoru: Huh? Why do you sound like you’re my boss or something?

Adonis: I wanted to give you a compliment but… was the phrase not appropriate?

Rei: …………♪

Kouga: Hm? Sakuma-senpai, did you open your eyes just now? Sorry, you were tryin’ to sleep and we woke you up righ–

Rei: ……… *Ignores Kouga and turns the other way*

Kouga: ……… *Has a look on his face like the world has just ended*

Adonis: Hm? What’s wrong, Oogami? Are you carsick? You look pale.

Kouga: No, uhh… What? Sakuma-senpai, you definitely heard me, right? Why–

Kaoru: Rei-kun has been quiet this entire time. He’s usually energetic during the night, though.

He’s travelled all around the world in the past, so I don’t think he hates travelling. Or is he not feeling well?

Rei: …………

Kaoru: Oh, he closed his eyes again. Maybe he’s just sleepy. It feels like he’s gone back to normal in terms of day and night activities during “SS”.

Kouga: Yeah, we’ve gotta do the same as the others in “SS” and do stuff during the day…

Is that gonna be okay? This guy loses a huge chunk of his energy in the daytime.

Kaoru: Well, he probably will be. He’s Rei Sakuma, after all ♪

Rei: ………♪

Adonis: Hm. He’s moving about. It seems he can hear us.

Kouga: Then, why didn’t he respond to me…? Did I do somethin’ to get on his nerves…?

Yuuta: ………♪

Hinata: ………?

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[afarcry5fromstraight]

6, 12, 15, 19, B, and D for Chloe and Theo? :D <3

AHHHHH thank you! Sorry it took me longer, these were super fun <3

OC ask list

6. Do they consider laws flexible or immovable?

No Law has ever stopped Chloe from doing what she wanted to. She may be a deputy, but boy does she wear a set of gray glasses. Chloe’s specialty is bending reality to fit her needs, and she will go to inhumane lengths to run away from herself.  In the beginning, she’s chasing an idealized version of herself. If she could make it as a deputy, it would all have come together.  Only it didn’t. Nothing came together, and nothing got easier at all. In fact shortly after starting to look inwards, the reaping began and her gray glasses did more good for her than harm. She stopped trying. 

12. How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can't quite reach? 

Chloe has never taken a liking to input from anyone. Positive reinforcement and negative reinforcement the same, she loathes control. Emotionally cornered- there's really no telling how Chloe will get herself out. Impulse control is not her strong suit.  She will fucking reach it, if only to make it stfu- or kill herself in the process. Aut Viam Inveniam Aut Faciam In short, she doesn't deal well, if at all.

 15. How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first? 

Chloe rehearses very few things. She’s slowly learning that shutting her mouth is smarter, albeit far less funny. She uses humor to deflect from her crippling loss of identity. 

19. What is their favorite number?

17! Her brother was born on October 17th. 

B. What inspired you to create them?

Chloe is my first oc  :’)  She my little trauma baby. I've read fics for over a decade, and used to write a long time ago. Got the big sads for a long ass time. 2022 started my “fuck it, im a cringe-goblin-type-human and imma roll with that”. Turns out that just allowing yourself to do what makes you happy is really fun! I write mostly wump, but lately the worms have been giving me some fluff too. 

D. Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look?

Shes pretty much always looked the same, minus a slightly varying hair style!

6. Do they consider laws flexible or immovable?

Theo considers his laws immovable. What he himself considers to be law and believes in isn't exactly clear to everyone else, though. 

12. How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can't quite reach?

Theo is actually a very patient man, even if he doesn't look it at first glance. Physical violence and a punitive structure may have given him his opportunities, but he played them smart and made sure the fences were in his favor before making any moves. At any point if Theo feels pushed past his last resort and cornered, his very flexy elastic patience snaps. He becomes a very ugly and unforgiving man forcing hands whichever way he pleases. He is a logical man however, and generally will pull away before reaching that point.  For everything else, sneaking off either into the valley for some endorphins or the henbane for a blunt. When that isn't enough, he buries himself in work, mental or physical. He's avoidant. I could've left it at that.

 15. How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first? 

Theo doesn't rehearse, he unfortunately just says some WEIRD theater-kid level shit. Here is a list of bizzare Theo quotes I have been DYING to share, just not ready to share the fics quite yet <3 (they are all Norwegian proverbs that are even more bizarre when translated into English).  “-to make cabbage of something” “Speaking through the liver-” “-to swallow some camels” “I have a hen to pick with you.” “All you're going to do is step in the salad.”  “-in the butter’s eye” “Sir, there are owls in the moss.”

19. What is their favorite number?

Theo's favorite number is 9. He likes that 3 goes into it evenly. There really isn't more to it than that.

B. What inspired you to create them?

There is such a massive gap in lore I couldn't NOT make a Chosen oc tbh. Getting to make my own little inner military system has been super fun. Originally I got tired of media making every autistic a monotone asshole. So I made Theo an asshole in the most direct way. Hes a dick JUST BECAUSE. No need to cover it in some ableist excuses. Calling all assholes autistic makes you an asshole, okay? Alright. Sorry there wasn’t supposed to be a lil rant there, whoopsies. 

Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look?

Theo has pretty much always looked the same as well. Over the last few weeks I've found myself fine tuning his build, expressions, etc. Over time his nose has just become more broken I think. 

[dark9896]

Flufftober 2023

Day 31: Late Night Phone Call [x Zapp]

As much as Zapp didn't want to admit it, he missed you. It wasn't fair that you had business trips without him being able to tag along. It wasn't like he couldn't find someone else to occupy his time, but he didn't want someone else.

He wanted you.

But he knew that as long as he pouted, nothing would ever come of this. Zapp had to do something if he really wanted to be with you... or at least hear your voice. Maybe a video chat, he really wanted to see you after all.

But it was probably really late for you, or you were still in some kind of meeting. Despite wanting to call you, Zapp didn't want to risk you losing your job. He knew how much it meant to you, and as much of a jerk as he usually is...

Zapp couldn't deny how much he cared about you. Actually wanting someone else's happiness was so weird for him.

Hey sexy when's a good time to call I miss you

Shooting a text couldn't hut, right? That's what it's for after all.

Why don't you use punctuation?

I dunno answer the question tho

I'm almost to the hotel. Another ten minutes and I'll be able to talk without anyone else eavesdropping k?

Hell yeah why don't you just call me then sexy I'll be waiting

You sighed and rolled your eyes. Even though you were used to Zapp's lack of punctuation and general neediness, it could get on your nerves from time to time. This was one of those times where it only half got on your nerves. If only because you had to decipher what he was trying to say after a brain-frying meeting.

But this was something you could look forward to.

Throwing caution to the wind, you dialed Zapp's number as soon as you entered the room. Knowing that you'd have to change and cook and that you needed a shower while you were on the phone. And knowing that Zapp likely wouldn't want you to hang up just to shower; he was a stubborn man, things would likely get very heated by that point.

"Hey sexy." You weren't kept waiting, "Sup? How's the sh^t going over there?"

Chuckling through your nose, "Everything's fine for now. Just got one last meeting tomorrow and I'll be headed back to Hellsalem's Lot by the weekend."

"F^%k yeah, that's what I like to hear." Zapp couldn't help himself, laying in bed while talking, "How many people have been eyeing you over hotness? Do I need to show up and tell them you're mine?"

"No Zapp. No random cross-country trips for you." You shook your head, "I haven't been keeping up with if people look at me and no one's said anything even remotely suggestive to me so there's no need for you to get involved."

"If you say so sexy. But you best believe Imma be all over you the second you get back."

"Oh really?" You decided to prolong the inevitable by cooking first, "You honestly think that'll work?"

"Oh I know it'll work." Zapp sat up, his competitive nature activated, "Cause I ain't letting up until you're begging for more."

"You always say that though. What'll make this time any different?"

"This time Imma have a secret weapon. And I won't hesitate to use it."

"Is that so? We'll have to see if it works in your favor then hon." You teased, "Cause I dunno if you got the guts to pull it off."

You had to hold your phone out, giggling as Zapp ranted. He was more than determined enough to try and persuade you. Even now, he was making arguments for why you should come back home and let him show you what he'll do.

And you were so glad you waited until you were alone for this conversation...

[astrobunny7867]

Part 2 as asked

"How is it so easy to convince you Lilica? Were literal criminals! My whole life is over!" Said Kyra dramatically.

"You are a criminal! How dare you mention my crush! I will exterminate you!" Said Rufta, her hair glowing red as they started to burn. She realised her hair were on the brink of combustion, so she calmed down at once, hair hair suddenly turning into ice.

"Don't look at me like that..." she said, looking at all of us as if we were aliens as we stared at her.

"No because right now we can only wonder where your next arson will be committed with those hair- " I began but Kyra closed my mouth and shook her head.

"She's thinking murder, don't remind her of arson too for god's sake" she whispered.

"Guyssss we're going off topic againnn" said Lilica.

"Yeah there's no way we can explain the seasons like hair changing, or the way I can literally levitate a whole ass building with just Alchemy!" I said. All three of them looked at me.

"You can lift buildings???" Said Rufta excitedly.

"Can you fly carpets then?? I wanna ride a flying carpet once!" Kyra chimed in.

"ooh like Aladdin and Jasmine? Who's gonna be your Aladdin??" Rufta asked with a smirk.

"Oh stawp, you always find a way to bring in teasing somehow" said Kyra, rolling her eyes. Rufta giggled and added "Oh come on, we both know you want a prince charming"

Once she listened to that, Kyra's expression turned dark, and she turned to Rufta and said with an ominous smile "You shall die a Gruesome death for implying that, mortal"

"Then it's settled? We're meeting at midnight! Gotta go get the treehouse ready, imma sleep there tonight cus ain't no way my mom will let me sneak out at night" said Lilica.

"Are you serious? Isn't it suspicious that they're called Wacky? Plus midnight's a bit too much. We need 7-8 hours of sleep! I'm not buying this, let's report them!" Said Kyra, going hysterical.

"Yeah but are you sure that it's a bad idea if the King is the bad guy? Plus we're witches as well, I mean if you report us, you're reporting yourself too you know?" I said bluntly, and all three of them turned to me.

"..."

"Well, now we know what our day job is gonna be." Kyra declared, after gulping.

Rufta squealed excitedly. "I can't wait to meet all the wacky witches!" She said, jumping excitedly.

"You're probably thinking there's going to be guys, but you do realise "Witch" is exclusively used for females right?" I said, once again turning all their attention to me. "What?" I asked, as they turned to me once again. "Seriously Estelle?"

"Why do you have to be so blunt and mean?? I don't like you, hmph!" Said Rufta, folding her hands.

"Yeah now guysss please I want to see this WACKY-V'S leader woman and ask her how she likes her chicken skewers!" Said Lilica.

"You know we're vegetarians, why do you do this Lilica?" Said Kyra.

We bickered for a while about the whole plan of meeting at midnight and settled once Rufta got mad and threatened to eat stones to make us stop.

The following Evening, I waited for my parents to go to bed, and went to the balcony of my room. I saw Rufta was already there, and so I jumped and sneaked out.

"You got the stuff?" Asked Rufta.

"What stuff?"

"Oh My God Girl you're supposed to play along and say yes! Act a little as if we're being suspicious okay?" Rufta Whispered.

"Why would you want to be suspicious when you could get executed if your secret is out?"

"Because how else am I supposed to feel the thrill in life??" She said, pouting.

We met the others by the creek, and it was around 11.40 right now.

"This is all Kyra's fault if we get caught, she's acting weird cus it's past her bedtime, and we're 20 minutes early." Said Lilica, munching on a bag of chips. Rufta excitedly shared the bag of chips once Lilica offered it to her.

"Seriously? I know it is past my bedtime, but its always good to be early! A little punctuality never kills! And also- why are you eating chips for god's sake is anyone even serious here?" She said, and facepalmed. She started pacing around, impatiently biting her nails.

"Um Kyra you should calm down, she'll be here any minute..." I said.

Then there was a bright light out of nowhere, and a giant portal opened.

Lilica intensely munched on her chips, and pulled out a pair of black tinted glasses and put them on, and continued munching.

"Hello, little ones" said the woman. She was tall- almost 6 feet. And she had super pale skin, and a well built form. Like she worked out everyday. She was wearing a rather odd looking dress, it resembled a knight, though she's supposed to be a witch and witches generally wear loose robes.

She pat Rufta's head, and her hair glowed golden. She pat my shoulder, and I started levitating. She took off Lilica's tinted glasses and blew on her eyes, and a magical garden with fairies appeared. It somehow also had a buff looking guy with a moustache and a beard, playing dolls there. And Finally, she spoke to us in our minds, and I could hear Kyra's voice too.

She began " You do know these are powerful gifts right? Though I'm not sure who that homeless guy playing in young Lilica darling's illusion magic is here-" "It's me! I'm the buff guy!"

"... Okay, you're definitely eccentric, and I like it. Welcome to WACKY-V, an ancient association of the most talented witches. You do know witchcraft is illegal right? I'll tell you what happened, but we first need to leave this place, let me take you to our secret office, for our coven!" She said and cackled, a true witch indeed.

Part 3 will be out soon guys

[robynlilyblack]

You’re so brave darling

Sirius Black x fem! reader

[Requested – see request here]

Summary: History repeats it’s self at the Potters house but this time it's Sirius' girlfriend showing up in the middle of the night

Warnings: swearing, mentions of physical and emotional abuse, bruises, food, blood and cuts, established relationship, non-sexual nudity

A/n: 2.3k words, I really like how this turned out, it's so intimate and vulnerable and it's kinda sad but I think it's beautiful (and thats what counts), thank you for the request, I hope you like it x

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Sirius awoke to a series of small thumps, he tried his best to ignore them, assuming it must have been James in the next room doing something stupid he thought was an amazing idea at 2am. The noise stopped for a few minutes but then it happened again, only louder and he groaned, clutching at his pillow

“Prongs I swear to merlin” he mumbles to himself waiting for the sound to stop, which it does for again a couple of minutes before it resumes once more “Imma kill him”

Sirius throws off the blanket, marching out of his room, he was happy James' parents were away for the weekend so he didn’t have to worry about anyone but James seeing him in just his boxers...or seeing him kill their son for disturbing his beauty sleep.

Opening the door to James’ bedroom, he let it hit off of the table nearby, eyes still half closed as he tried to keep himself in his sleepy state as he shouted “Prongs shut the fuck up!” reciveing only a groan in response

When his eyes finally open, he's met with a very groggy looking James peering at him from under a mountain of covers

The boy rubs the sleep from his eyes, trying to process before his eyes go wide “Shit I wasn’t talking in my sleep again was I?” he wonders

Sirius shakes his head “No I thought it was you making that...” there it was again, both he and James sharing a look “You heard that, right?” he checks to comfirm he wasn't going crazy

"I did” James confirms standing up before eyeing Sirius “Mate” he cringes, holding one hand up to block the view

“What?” Sirius shrugs before looking down “Oh” he chuckles tugging himself away “Sorry”

James lets out a breathy laugh “It’s fine just don’t want you flashin’ the burglars” he jokes but then they hear the noise again “I think it’s the front door” James says heading out of the room, grabbing a shirt on the way along with some checked trousers he throws at Sirius

“You think Euphemia forgot something?” Sirius asks hopping into the trousers before he gets to the top of the stairs 

James stops before heading down “Siriusly Pads call her mum, it’s weird when you use her first name” he says throwing the shirt over his head

Sirius rolls his eyes “Okay, you think mum forgot some…” he starts taking a step down the stairs before looking at James “That actually sounds kinda nice to say” he muses and James hits him lightly

“We can celebrate you finally having a good mum later. Right now we need to see who’s at the door” James hithers for him to follow, walking down the stairs and while Sirius nods following behind, he’s quietly calling James’ parents mum and dad in his head

Eventually they get down to the front door just as the knocks happen again but slowly the chaps are were getting weaker, of course James and Sirius’ brains weren't registering that as they assumed they were about to be murdered

“Wait” James says grabbing a vase from the table next to the door before gripping the handle

Sirius grabs the closest thing to him which so happens to be a book “Okay I'm ready?” Sirius nods

James does a double take “You gonna read to them?” he eyes the book in Sirius’ hands “Least I can clog them over the head” he wiggles the vase in the air

The boy huffs “Fuck off and open the door” he gestures for his friend to get on with it but as James pushes down the door handle he holds up the book getting into a fighting stance

James opens the door the vase lowering as he sees you, drenched as you clearly had been standing in the rain for a long time

“Y/n?” he looks at you concerned, more so seeing the dried blood being washed down your cheek from the rain

Sirius looks at the door then James “Y/n?” he repeats half pushing James out of the way and dropping the book as he opens the door fully “Merlin, you’re soaked through darlin’” he pulls you inside but as he grips your arm you wince, the small whine panicking the boys

You don’t seem like you can speak, just small sniffles as Sirius gently pushes up the wet fabric revealing a bruise in the shape of finger prints on your arm before his eyes flick up and see the small cut on your forehead

“Who did this to you?” James wonders, his voice soft while Sirius’ fingers are tracing over the marks he knew far too well

In the quietest, most broken voice they two had ever heard you reply “My mum” and the boys’ heart broke

James quickly ran out into the rain that was now dying down and grabbed your small case. Re-entering the house, he turns to Sirius “I’ll go make us some food, you take her to get cleaned up…Remus’ balm is in my ensuite bathroom along with the med kit” he tells him giving you a quick kiss to the forehead whispering “You’re safe now” before heading off into the kitchen

“Come on darlin” he takes your hand in his gently leading you up the stairs and into James’ bathroom

You just stand there, shaking from the cold as he begins to go through the small cabinet for healing supplies. Eventually he finds it, sitting it on the counter next to the sink before turning back to you

“Need to get these wet clothes off” he says softly and you just nod, your tears more evident now you were out of the rain “Can I?” his fingers graze the edge of your jackets zipper

You nod again, allowing him to take off your clothes. He’s does it slowly, handling you like you could shatter at any moment. Whispering words of reassurance and kissing your cheek or temple every now and again so you know you're safe

Eventually you are down to your underwear but even that’s wet “Turn around for me” Sirius asks and when you turn around he tries to compose himself as he sees more bruises, the ones on your arms were fresh but these looked around a week old

He unclasps your bra, letting it fall to the ground, gently rubbing his hands along the indentation the wet fabric had left. Hearing you hum as he kissed your shoulder “Back around for me” you turn hands at your sides as the tears fall

He takes the pad of his thumb and wipes your cheeks “You’re so brave darling...so so brave” his voice is still soft but there’s a firmness which makes you nod, closing your eyes as he places a lingering kiss to your forehead

He then knees down, fingers hooking the edges of your underwear, pulling them down and letting you step out of it. Before he stands back up he kisses the bruise on your hip and again his thumbs rub the irritation from your underwear waist band

“Why don’t we get you in the shower then I’ll get a bandage on your head” he offers "It doesn't look too bad" his thumb gently taping around the wound

You say nothing, just slide your arm around his waist and hug him tightly. He returns it right away, one hand going to your head protectively and the other caressing your back

“I love you” you whisper 

He kisses your wet hair “I love you more darlin’” he smiles at you as he pulls back “Come on lets you cleaned up, yeah?” you nod and he pecks your lips

You climb into the combined bath and shower, sitting down when he instructs as he can tell you're too tired to stand, besides it was easier for him to bathe you like this.

Sirius flicks on the shower testing the water with his hand before running it over your back “Temperature okay?” he double checks and you hum in agreement, enjoying the warmth after standing outside for around an hour

His free hand rubs the dried blood from you, heart aching as you hiss when the warm water hits some of the bruises than now look more like burn marks

“Hold this for a second darlin’” he hands you the shower head to hold briefly as he massages some shampoo into your scalp, smiling as he sees your lips tug up “Thanks” he kisses your forehead, happy to see you are slowly returning to your normal self

After rinsing your hair, he runs some conditioner through your ends, chatting with you until it was time to wash it out

“How are you feeling?” he gives you a small smile

 You return it, hand moving to cup his on your shoulder “Better” you nod “Sorry if I scared you”

“Didn’t scare me darlin, just…it hurts to see you hurting” he answers but you can tell he wants to ask you about your injuries

“It wasn’t always like this” his eyes meet yours “It only turned physical this summer before...my mum she…” you wince and he shifts on his knees closer, thumb rubbing your skin in a circular motion 

“Your mum did what?” he gently prompts

You scrunch up your nose “Before she was only physical with my dad…but as I grew older and he left I wanted to stand up to her. Usually resulting in her screaming at me, which until this summer was enough to scare me into submission”

“But this time it didn’t work and her threats weren't threats anymore” he finishes and you nod “She do all of this?” he gestures to the injuries

You bob your head “She makes me go to these family barbecues in our neighbourhood and we have to look all perfect. So she needs to make sure my hair is perfect too and when I talked back she burnt me…claiming it was an accident” you graze your fingers over your shoulder

Sirius jaw clenches, trying his best to stay calm as you continue

“She gave me this...” you touch your arm “When I was trying to leave a couple of nights ago to come visit you and James, she was scared i was leaving her like dad did...umm siri I think you can” you motion to your hair

“Oh” he nods, letting you tilt your head back as he rinses the product out “So…what made you leave tonight?” he asks but he’s pretty sure it has something to do with that cut on your head 

“She threw a bottle over my head” you say, hugging yourself as he turns the water off "She was drunk, blaming me for the millionth time for dad leaving...honestly I don't blame him for it, I just wish he took me with him"

Sirius felt his heart ache more than you could understand at that

"Anyway I told her it was her fault and she got mad, throwing the empty bottle at the wall to scare me, then started crying when she saw the blood"

You sniff remembering bering how she tried to guilt trip you one last time, same empty promises of 'change'

"I tucked her into bed and wrote a note explaining that I was leaving for good..." you look up at him "...then I apparted here"

Sirius closes his eyes for a moment before grabbing a clean towel “I'll never let her touch you again” he promises, kissing your forehead before holding the towel open

Standing you let him wrap it around you, tugging it in before you climb out of the bath with his help

Once your out, you cup his cheeks "I know" you nod, gently brushing some of his hair out of the way "That's the reason I didn't think twice about coming here, you have always made me feel safe...always, even when you do questionable pranks" you giggle at the end and it's music to his ears

"You make me feel the same way you know, I feel like everything is okay when I'm with you" he gives you a warm smile, noses brushing before he captures your lips in a soft slow kiss

When he pulls away he gives you a cheeky look "And my pranks aren't questionable they are siriusly thought through" he defends making you smile

"Of course, I'm sorry" you scold yourself, hitting your hand playfully

He chuckles "Good, now lets get you dried so I can put a bandage on this" he kisses the cut ever so gently before moving to grab you a t-shirt since he knows thats gentler on your hair

Just as he was about to hand you it there’s a light knock at the door “Hey, can I come in?” you hear James say

Sirius looks to you to check you were comfortable with that and you nod

“Yeah prongs, come on in” Sirius says, deciding to dry your hair for you quickly

James wastes no time coming in, giving you a sad smile as his eyes drift over the bruises “I made you some food” he tells you, eyes flicking to Sirius' motions and his smile lifts, such a simp, he can't help but think

“Thanks” you give him a small smile but your nervous about the long-term ramifications of you leaving and staying here

Luckily he's has already thought about it “You can stay in Pads’ room with him; my parents will be fine with that, they're pretty cool...I mean they did made me after all" he smirks and you giggle "I’ll send them a letter in the morning letting them know you’ll be staying with us this summer, and if you need clothes we will buy you new ones or we can use my cloak to sneak back and get anything you left behind”

Your mouth parts “James, I-I don’t know what to say” your heart warms, you knew James was kind and a good friend but having him help you and be so sweet first hand was overwhelming

“You don’t have to say anything” he assures you, eyes flicking to Sirius who gives him a grateful smile “Although” he adds as he heads to the door “I thank you would be nice” he winks and you giggle

“Thank you James” you say genuinely

“Anything for my future sister in law” he wiggles his eyebrows at Sirius who blushes lightly “I’ll let you tend to that cut and I’ll go unpack your stuff, then we can stuff our faces with comfort food”

Thank you for reading 💛

[animeomegas]

Omega!Bakugou headcanons

Anon: Pssssss imma need some more omega Bakugou like now no it make him jealous too because why not

AND

Anon: hi! could you do some omega!bakugou x male alpha!reader? nsfw and sfw pls <3

nesting too pls!! idk why but I love the idea of nesting sjdjsnd, pregnant bakugou fluff would be lovely too <3

AND

Anon: Hi I was wonder if you could do omega Bakugou sfw and nsfw please 🥺

(Hey, everyone!! Bakugou is very popular in my inbox! Okay, let’s write some omega!Bakugou headcanons <3 I have another request for pregnant!Bakugou, so I’ll add that part of the middle request to another post 😊 Also, I only write for a gender neutral reader. I hope you all enjoy~)

Warnings: N-sfw under a cut, suggestive behaviour multiple times not under the cut.

Nesting:

Bakugou is not an omega who is big on nesting. He does nest and he’s very proud of his nest, but he doesn’t feel the urge to nest super often.

He doesn’t keep a permanent, all year-round nest, he’s kind of a clean freak so having to constantly clean all the blankets in his nest would drive his nuts.

He does nest during his heat and late term pregnancy, and also after periods of extreme stress, but not often outside of these times.

But if he knows his alpha likes his nests, he might build them for his alpha when they’re stressed, although he’ll claim he just felt like making it and it shouldn’t go to waste.

It’s not a very convincing lie.

His nest is not in a very popular style, mainly because Bakugou overheats so easily.

It’s a simple double mattress on a very low frame, with a couple of pillows and sheet like blankets that he normally uses as a base rather than a covering.

He has a black and red colour scheme that he thinks is the coolest thing ever, and he definitely has an All Might pillow hidden somewhere at the back that he threatens his alpha to keep a secret, it’s very cute.

He likes his nest to be in an easily defendable position, whether that be inside a large cupboard or wardrobe, or a small room with one door and a small window.

Bakugou also keeps a mini fridge by his nest, as a lot of omegas do, to store water and food, but what he has that a lot of omegas don’t, is a mini freezer too.

He keeps ice packs and ice lollies in there to help when he’s in heat because his temperature tends to get way too high.

Bakugou doesn’t like being vulnerable, so his nest is a sensitive topic for him.

It takes him quite a while to let his alpha into his nest, but he’s quicker to let them chill outside of it, holding his hand and keeping him company. He would probably let them outside his nest after courting for a year and knowing them for at least two years. When he lets them inside depends on a lot of factors, including how well they deal with him from the outside of his nest. It could be anywhere from three months to another year.

Pups:

Bakugou has always wanted some pups, but in a removed and distant kind of way. After all, becoming the No. 1 hero was far more important than any of that ‘family’ nonsense.

He only really considers pups when he’s in a very committed relationship and at a comfortable place in his career. He’s not prepared to take time off at a vulnerable career moment, after all.

Bakugou wants two children, because, while he would never admit it, he always wished he had a sibling when he was a kid, so he wants to give that to his children.

But he’s very conflicted about it.

Firstly, two pregnancy leaves would be a huge blow to his career. Prime hero years and prime ‘having children years’ are the same years, so in a way, he has to decide how to balance these two priorities. He isn’t sure he wants to risk his career with that much leave so close together (heroes can’t be in the field while pregnant at all, so it would be a huge sacrifice.)

Secondly, he’s nervous about how useless he would likely feel while pregnant. He’s a workaholic and being confined to his house and losing control over his quirk would drive him nuts.

So, he doesn’t really know what to do. He doesn’t share any of his concerns with his alpha, but he does take their wishes into account too. If his alpha really wants two children, Bakugou does keep that in mind. But he’s not a push over. If he decides that two maternity leaves are too many, then it’s too many. It’s his body and he won’t let anyone tell him otherwise.

So, with all this in mind, Bakugou is fucking thrilled when he finds out he’s having twins.

Two pups for the price of one pregnancy leave?? Sign him the hell up!

Bakugou has twin boys, both alphas, and Bakugou just cannot believe his luck that all his problems just fixed themselves.

“But I don’t want to go!” came a defiant voice from the back seat of the car. Both you and Bakugou sighed, not keen on restarting the disagreement that had plagued the household for the entire morning. It had taken twice as long as normal this morning to get the twins dressed and in the car because of this very argument.

You could see Bakugou about to open his mouth to tell him that they had to, but you held up a hand to stop him.

“Why don’t you want to go, sweetheart?” you cooed at your oldest son.

“I don’t want you and daddy to leave…” whimpered your youngest son, answering in his brother’s stead.

Bakugou winced and reached a hand into the back and squeezed each of his son’s hands in turn.

“I know.” He said simply. You could feel his guilt, even though you both knew it was the best for all of you that the twins get used to nursery so that both you and Bakugou could go back to focusing on your careers. They would be fine, you tried to convince yourself. Millions of kids do this every year and it works out fine.

The nursery came into view, and you refocused your attention onto finding a parking space in the little car park on the side of the building. You could hear your sons shifting anxiously in the back and it pulled at your heart strings. You pulled into an empty space and turned off the engine. You and Bakugou shared a single look before moving to get your children out of the car with practiced ease.

“No,” your eldest son shouted. “I’m not going to go. I’m staying here!”

You had tried to take him out of the car seat, but he had refused to cooperate. You didn’t want to pull him out in case you hurt him. Bakugou came to stand behind you, your youngest son clutching his neck desperately.

“Let me talk to him,” he spoke softly, handing the younger twin over into your arms.

“Hey,” Bakugou said softly, leaning down to peer inside the car where his eldest son stubbornly sat with his arms crossed. “It’s okay to be scared to go to nursery, you know.”

Your oldest son visibly flinched and avoided looking at Bakugou in the eyes.

“I’m not scared, daddy. I just don’t want to.”

“Uh huh,” Bakugou said, eyebrow raised.

“I’m not!” Your son exploded. When he realised that he’d just shouted at his father, the colour drained from his face and his bottom lip started to quiver. Bakugou wordlessly held out his arms and his eldest son accepted the embrace just in time to burst into heavy tears on Bakugou’s shoulder.

“It’s alright,” Bakugou hushed. “I’m not angry at you.”

In your arms, your youngest son was watching his brother cry and letting out little whimpers into your neck. You rubbed his back soothingly and whispered that everything was going to okay.

Out of the corner of your eye, you realised another parent was staring judgementally at your family. Bakugou clearly also noticed because he bared his teeth as a warning and the parent quickly moved on. You scoffed at the idiot who thought it was a good idea to antagonise an omega who was looking after a distraught pup, let alone when said omega was a top ten hero.

“W-What if they don’t l-like me?” your eldest whimpered out.

“Here,” Bakugou wiped some of the tears away with his thumb. “How about this, you tell me if anyone is mean to you and I’ll sort it out, how does that sound?”

“But…” your son hesitated. “But what will you do?”

Bakugou grinned.

“I’ll make their parents regret doing such a shitty job at parenting.”

You gasped, halfway between scandalised and amused.

“Katsuki!” you reprimanded and smacked his lightly on the shoulder.

It did seem to cheer up your sons, though, who were now giggling at your antics.

“Daddy said a bad word,” your youngest twin giggled to you.

“He did,” you pressed your lips together. “And it was very naughty of him.”

Bakugou rolled his eyes and instead placed the pup in his arms on the floor, taking him by the hand. You did the same and slowly, you both made your way toward the school gate. The mood dropped, but neither of your children tried to resist.

You could see a teacher standing at the gate to escort the new students and you made your way over.

“Remember,” Bakugou said before you reached the gate, stopping you all for a moment. “We’ll be back in this many hours,” he held up three fingers. “Can you guys tell me how many this is?”

“One… two… three…” they both said together.

“That’s right! See? You guys are going to be the smartest ones in there,” Bakugou boasted, ruffling their hair.

“Careful,” you teased. “They’ll turn into you.”

“Are you saying I’m always the smartest person in the room?” Bakugou grinned back.

“No, I’m saying you always think you’re the smartest person in the room.”

“Oi!” he growled, knocking his shoulder with yours. The pups giggled again, seeming to be in higher spirits. You escorted them to the gate at the front of the playground and let the teacher introduce herself.

And with one final goodbye, your pups were off into the nursery and out of sight.

You and Bakugou walked to the car in silence, digesting what had happened and processing that your little ones were now old enough for nursery. You both slipped back into the car and began the drive home.

It was weird to think that your children were neither with you, nor at home waiting for you, but that kind of existential deep dive could wait until later.

Bakugou’s hand settled just a little bit too high on your thigh. For the moment, it was time to appreciate the novelty of an empty house.

 Jealously:

I don’t think anyone would be very surprised to find out that Bakugou can get quite jealous on occasion.

In the early days of your relationship, he’s very nervous that his alpha is going to find a ‘better’ omega, an omega who is more traditional, and leave him for them. It takes a lot of bravery for him to leave himself vulnerable to being abandoned, and occasionally the insecurities seep through.

He hates the whiny, simpering omegas that plaster themselves onto the nearest alpha, and it makes him furious to see anyone doing that to you.

He has no subtlety, no brooding angst, he just threatens the other omega(s) away to their face, and then drags you somewhere private to cover you in his scent.

Later in the relationship, things change. He’s extremely confident that his alpha is his. Why would they ever leave him? He’s the best fucking omega ever!

Instead, he gets jealous if he isn’t getting enough attention because you’re spending too much time with someone else.

He doesn’t do this in a possessive way, it’s just that he doesn’t get a whole lot of free time and when his alpha spends that free time with someone else? Another omega? He’s pissed.

He gets surly and passive aggressive about it, and it’s extremely obvious.

The best way to fix it is to just give him lots of attention, he won’t behave like this is you have to leave for something important (he understands duty like the best of them), so it’s very easy to address.

Bakugou idly stirred a pot of miso soup as the radio in the kitchen blasted out whatever awful top 40 song it had picked this morning. He had only put it on to fill the silence really, which was the only thing this awful excuse for music was good for in his opinion.

He was making breakfast for the two of you as a kind of mini celebration. He had two days off in a row, the first time in a couple of months because of his crazy work schedule and he wanted to make sure he spent every moment that he could with his alpha. And so, here he was, getting up early to prepare breakfast for your both.

There was a lull in noise as the radio switched between songs, and in the few moments of silence, Bakugou could hear shuffling coming from the bathroom. He grinned. Perfect timing.

He put down the last plate and waited for you to come out, you should be here any second now.

 Fiddling with your shirt one last time you swung open your bedroom door, bag on your shoulder, finally ready to leave. You were interrupted momentarily by a delicious scent in the air. Bakugou must be cooking, so you followed the smell to the kitchen and walked in to say goodbye to him, vaguely sad that you were going to be missing his food, but he was probably only making himself something to bring to work, anyway.

And then you saw the elaborate breakfast spread your heart stopped. Had you forgotten an anniversary? Bakugou looked just as shocked to see you dressed up and ready to leave. However, his shock soon melts into frustration.

“Why are you all dressed up?” he growled, the excitement that had been on his face when you walked in now gone. “You said you weren’t working today.”

“I’m not,” you said quietly, confused as to why he was so upset. “Izuku messaged me while I was getting dressed and invited me for brunch, I was just going to meet him.”

Bakugou’s face screwed up at your words. He went to open his mouth but then stopped. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He was doing the breathing exercises that his therapist taught him for when he was angry. What had you done to make him this upset?

The relaxing exercises clearly weren’t working for him because he stood up from the table and stalked out of the room suddenly, shutting himself in your bedroom. You winced as the door slammed shut behind him.

Oh dear… you had made your mate so upset that he had shut himself away in your bedroom. Your stomach twisted itself into a knot. It was time for some damage control (and a quick check of the calendar to makes sure you hadn’t actually forgotten an anniversary or something.)

You shot a quick text to Midoriya, apologising for cancelling and letting him know that something had come up. He sent back a ‘don’t worry!’ message and about six smiling emojis. Well, at least he wasn’t also mad at you.

Fishing out a tray from the cupboard above the sink, you stacked it up with as much food from the table as you could, thankful that it appeared to still be warm, and carried it to your bedroom door.

“Katsuki?” you called out, knocking on the door with your foot. “I’m coming in, is that okay?”

There was silence. Well, silence was better than swearing, so you carefully slid open the door and moved towards the brooding lump on the bed.

“The fuck do you want?” he growled. “I thought you were going out to eat with Deku?”

You froze at his vicious tone. Was he jealous? Well, that was a lot easier to solve than forgetting an anniversary, at least.  With a smile, you slid the tray onto the bedside table and climbed on the bed behind you mate, letting out a reassuring scent. You wrapped your arms around him, ignoring how he tensed in your embrace, and whispered into his ear.

“Why would I spend time with Midoriya when I could be spending time with you, hmm?” you whispered, purposefully blowing hot air onto his neck. You revelled in his full body shiver. “The only reason I accepted plans with Midoriya was because I thought you were going to work.” You pressed as close to him as you could and placed a single kiss right behind his ear. Bakugou melted at the affection.

“Come on now,” you continued, a coy smile on your face. “Let’s not let this delicious breakfast go to waste.”

You reached over and scooped a little bit of rice onto your fingers before holding it up to his lips. Bakugou opened his mouth with only a small grumble in complaint, and you made sure to push your fingers a little deeper inside than perhaps absolutely necessary.

“I promise I’ll make this morning’s misunderstanding up to you.”

Miscellaneous:

Bakugou’s scent is fairly sweet but still quite smoky.

When he’s upset/stressed, his scent is like burnt sugar, and when he’s very happy/excited, he smells like almost like a marshmallow roasting on a bonfire.

It’s a very pleasant scent but it does tend to divide people. Some love it, and others hate it.  Bakugou doesn’t care what anyone else thinks about his scent (except his alpha, but shh, that’s a secret!)

In his family, his father is an omega and his mother is an alpha and while they are happy together, Bakugou always promised himself that he would never end up in a relationship like that. He didn’t want some alpha bossing him around like his mother bossed around his father.

Bakugou finds meek alphas (and people) annoying, but he doesn’t like super aggressive alphas either. He’s attracted to people who exist in the middle of those extremes.

Bakugou knew he was an omega from birth, and it was something he was very insecure about for a long time. It was a big part of why he turned out the way he did as a child, he was making up for something that he viewed as a weakness by being as aggressive as possible.

His mother wasn’t great at making him feel secure in his secondary gender, assuming he would like certain things and pushing him in certain directions simply because he was an omega.

His father said that he was there if Bakugou had any questions, but he let Bakugou reach out to him instead of reaching out to Bakugou, and Bakugou was too proud to make the first move.

Bakugou ends up deciding that being an omega wasn’t going to stop him becoming the No. 1 hero. He decided that he could overcome being an omega.

It wasn’t until he was an adult that he actually started to accept being an omega was a part of him that he didn’t need to overcome, but that he could instead embrace and that it didn’t make him weak to do so.

When he does become a mainstream hero, he makes sure to always tell the omega children that he meets that they can do whatever they want and still be an omega.

N-sfw under the cut

Bakugou is a switch, mostly.

Oftentimes he switches multiple times in the same session, so his alpha needs to be quite the brat tamer to keep him from getting frustrated and trying to get on top so that he can control the pace.

He has a very high sex drive, and he likes to have a partner who can match him because he way prefers sex to masturbating.

It would be hard to find someone whose chest and nipples are as sensitive as Bakugou’s, and when he’s in heat, he can definitely orgasm just from his chest being stimulated.

Bakugou is also definitely a squirter, something which he was very shocked and embarrassed to find out.

Bakugou generally prefers slightly rougher sex. He gets bored when the pace is too slow and definitely scratches and bites (and is happy to receive the same in return).

When he’s in heat, Bakugou is a bit different.

He’s not a pillow prince by any means, but he is definitely a lot more passive than he is normally.

He’s not super loud, but he definitely swears a lot, even between waves of heat when he gets grumpy that he’s too hot and sticky. That swearing is a lot less sexy though.

Bakugou’s sexual side doesn’t really come out outside of his own home. He doesn’t like flaunting anything in public and can even get uncomfortable talking about sex with his friends, especially when they tease him with personal questions. He’s definitely a private person when it comes to sex.

Although that is not to say he isn’t confident in the expression of his own sexuality, much to opposite is true. He is definitely the kind of person to order some new toy or outfit on the internet every month to surprise his alpha.

He’s sexy and he knows it, so why not?

[nebulablakemurphy]

Before You (Part 4)

Summary: Fez gets older. Nate and Y/N have a chat. Things get complicated. Companion series to Because Of You.

Trigger Warning: This series contains explicit language, mentions of drug use/dealing, domestic disputes & mentions of sex. If you or anyone you know is struggling with mental illness/addiction please reach out to a professional for help. 💜

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

“Imma do…” Fezco darts his eyes over the pile of wrapped gifts. Today is his birthday. Ever since they moved from the suburbs to the farm house the guest list has dwindled. Not everyone wants to drive out to the sticks.

“Do ours Fez!” Lux pulls the bubble gum pink package from the bottom, shoving it into his lap.

“Alright,” Fez smiles at her, the little girl practically bouncing with excitement. “Let’s get into it.”

“I picked it out.” The label reads ‘From: Jules, Elliot and Lux.’

“You did?” Fezco says, looking to her parents. “Ayo where’s Jule?” Can’t open a present from Jule without Jule.

“I’m here.” Her words are muffled by the Kleenex pressed to her nose.

“You got that hay fever?” Fez calls down the hallway.

“I think so.” Another sneeze.

“Want some Benadryl?” His medicine cabinet is always fully stocked.

“That’d be great.”

“For sure, let me get you some.”

“I got it.” Lexi squeezes his shoulder, “it’s your birthday.”

“Yeah, sit down old man.” Their kid chimes in.

“Ooo,” Y/N laughs, leaning farther into Rue from their place on the loveseat.

Rue shakes her head. That child is something else.

“I ain’t old, boy.” Fez ribs his son lightly. Just like Lexi wanted, they have three perfect kids.

Two girls, one boy. Even now that everyone is school age they still keep them running.

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“So what do we need to talk about?” Y/N wonders, staring out the window at the passing trees. Nate must be driving twice the speed limit.

“I have all the evidence I need to have Fezco locked up for the rest of his life.”

Y/N arches a brow.

“I know that you’re getting a cut of his profit too.” He continues.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Why else would you let a bunch of guys snort off your tits?” Clearly he’s been watching her for a while. “Does Rue know?”

Y/N resists the urge to roll her eyes. “What do you want?”

“It would be kinda shitty if she had to find out from somebody else.”

“What the fuck do you want? I’m not gonna ask you again.” He always did know how to get a rise out of her.

Nate smirks, “you’d be fucking hot if you weren’t such a bitch.”

“Is that what this is? You had to kidnap me to shoot your shot?” Y/N taunts, if she’s gotta be here, might as well have fun with it.

“Don’t flatter yourself.” Nate seethes, no fun. “I need you to do something for me.”

“Which is?”

“I need to see Jules.”

“And you need me because?” Seems like an ass backwards plan.

“She won’t take my calls, but she’ll answer you.” He’s bitter about it too.

“For a guy who claims to do his research, you really can’t keep up.” Y/N says. “Jules isn’t speaking to me either.”

“Call her and tell her you’ll be outside in five minutes.”

Y/N scoffs. “I’m really sorry, Nate, but your leverage isn’t what you made it out to be. I think I’m good. You can let me out here.” Y/N points to the street sign.

Nate reaches into the backseat, “you know, I really hate to do this.”

“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding.” Y/N breathes, there’s a pistol pressed to the outside of her thigh.

“I’m feeling generous, so this is your warning. Have Jules outside her house in three minutes.”

Y/N pulls out her phone. It rings four times and then-

“Y/N?” Jules picks up.

“Jules.” Y/N tries to keep her voice steady.

“What’s wrong?” She asks, immediately.

“Can you meet me outside in three minutes?”

“Uh, yeah…I guess.” Jules sighs, the bed creaking as she turns over. “Why are you being weird?”

“I’ll see you in three minutes, ok?”

“Ok,” The blonde agrees.

Y/N hangs up.

“See?” Nate moves the gun away. “Easy.”

They pull up to Jules’ house in silence, waiting on baited breath until the outline of blonde space buns appears in the passenger side window.

“What the fuck is this?” Jules scoffs, swinging open the door to find Y/N in Nate’s car.

“Get out of the car, Y/N.” Nate demands.

“What?”

“Get the fuck out of the fucking car!” He raises the gun a second time.

Y/N swallows hard. Would he actually shoot?

“It’s fine,” Jules tugs at Y/N’s hand. “Just go.”

Y/N looks at Nate, staring around the barrel of the gun. “If you hurt her, I swear to god-”

“I’m not gonna hurt anyone if you get out, right now. Last chance.”

Y/N slides out the open door, watching Jules take her place, closing the door behind her. She plops down on the sidewalk, in the pouring rain. Through the foggy glass she can make out their shadows, they’re talking. Maybe? He’s giving her something?

The exchange only lasts for a matter of minutes before Jules joins her on the pavement.

“Come on.” Jules jerks her chin toward the house.

Y/N takes a steadying breath, reluctantly following her up the driveway.

Her father is waiting at the door. His expression gives him away. He wasn’t expecting Y/N. He never pressed for details but understood the two of them had a falling out.

“Y/N,” he smiles kindly. “Haven’t seen your face around here for a while.”

“High school, you know?” Y/N shrugs, rain drops cascading down her clothing to create a puddle on the floor.

He holds up his hands, “say no more. I’m glad you’ve made up. Jules missed you.”

“Dad,” Jules shakes her head to shut him up.

“You girls go get dried off. Y/N are you staying for dinner?”

“I mean I can.” She doesn’t have any plans, “if Jules wants me too.”

“Whatever.” Jules presses her lips together, “come on.”

“Food’s ready in ten.”

Y/N follow Jules up the stairs, relieved at the clicking latch on her bedroom door.

“You ok?” Y/N wonders, catching the gray towel Jules tosses her way.

“Yeah.” Jules murmurs, piling her wet clothes into the hamper.

“What did he say to you?” Y/N looks away. Discarding her own outfit.

“Nothing important.” Jules joins Y/N near the foot of her bed. Throwing something in a plastic case onto the comforter.

“What’s that?” Y/N keeps her hand clasped around the closure of her towel.

Jules covers the disk in question with a sweatsuit. “Cal Jacobs fucking me.”

“Jesus.”

“Rue never told you about that?” Jules flicks a wet piece of hair from her face.

“No.” They all have secrets.

“I didn’t know he was recording…I didn’t know who he was.”

“I believe you.” Y/N assures her. “These for me?” She motions to clothes.

Jules nods, moving to the closet to dress herself. “Nate says this is the only copy.”

“Do you trust him?”

“Hell no.” No one in their right mind would. “How’d you end up in the car with him anyway?”

“He tracked me down when I wouldn’t answer his stupid texts. Then he told me that if I didn’t go with him people I care about were going to get hurt.”

Jules sucks in a breath.

“I didn’t know he was gonna bring me here. I’m sorry.” Y/N pulls on the pants and shirt.

Jules doesn’t reply.

“Should I go?” Y/N asks Jules, watching as she slings their towels over the door to dry.

“If you’re gonna keep looking at me like I’m a wounded animal.”

“I’m not looking at you like that. I just-I’m sorry that happened to you.” Y/N drops her gaze to her hands.

“You didn’t do it, so why are you sorry?”

“Because I care about you and nobody should treat you that way.”

Jules shakes her head. “You don’t get it.”

“Somebody recently told me that you don’t have to keep thanking the people who stand by you. You don’t have to keep apologizing. You don’t have to keep trying to explain yourself. You just have to make it right.” That somebody was Fez and maybe he’s onto something.

“I don’t know how to make it right. It’s like…I feel bad,” she chokes up, “and I’m sorry. But I know that doesn’t change anything. I still did what I did.”

“Everyone does shit, Jules.” Y/N puts her head in her hands. “Just give her time.”

“You guys talking again?”

“We are.” Y/N admits.

“I still want to be in her life. Like be there if she needs me.”

“I think she wants that too. You mean a lot to her.” Rue still loves Jules.

“Put in a good word for me?”

“I will.”

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“Where the hell have you been, girl?” Fez demands. “I was worried about your ass.”

Y/N leans in to whisper, “I don’t know if he was talking about you beating him to a bloody pulp on New Years or something fucking else…but it’s time to clean house.”

“What’re you talkin’ ‘bout?” Fez squares his shoulders.

“Nate Jacobs claims he’s sitting on a fat piece of information that could land you in prison for life.” Y/N gnaws the inside of her cheek.

“Man, I shoulda killed his ass when I had the chance.” Fezco remarks, stalking off into the kitchen.

Part 5