#jason nash imagine

[kirisaki-daichi-scenarios]

girls just wanna have fun | nash gold jr + younger sister!reader

for anon who asked “Since you did a Nash with a little brother headcanons, could you do Nash with a little sister? (Maybe like a 2 year difference)” … yeah so much for that. in my defence i did start writing hcs with a 2 year difference, but then i had a Vision and suddenly words started flowing through my head for the first time in weeks so i had to type at the speed of light to get them down before my phone died. then my phone died anyway so the second half of this was originally written on a napkin. being sat on a train floor writing fanfiction on a napkin is possibly the most loser-y thing i’ve ever done but hey, at least i had fun. you might still get some hcs - it depends on if i can be bothered / how well this au does, but i hope you like this oneshot anyway!

“Practice more next time,” is what 12-year-old Nash tells you, age seven, after you’re eliminated in the first round of the school’s spelling bee.

Then he sees your lip start to wobble.

He rolls his eyes and adds, “but they gave you the hardest word. Totally.”

As he listens to you complaining about how unfair life is, whilst knowing that, at your age, he could have spelt “rosette” backwards, Nash just keeps biting his tongue. Lets you rant and nods in agreement whenever you check to see if he’s still listening.

He’s a big brother now, that’s how his parents put it, he has to be a good role model. And - this is what Nash is thinking to himself - he has to be an extra good big brother to make up for the useless parents who should have been here for their daughter’s first spelling bee. He has to be the one promising he’ll take you to the ice cream shop round the corner so that, in years from now, it’ll be the vanilla that sticks in your memory, and not the two empty chairs with “reserved for the Golds” on the seats. He doesn’t want you to think of your childhood years like how he thinks of his.

Nash Gold tries hard to keep his little sister happy.

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But once Nash goes into high school, and starts taking his basketball, water sports, boxing, and everything else more seriously, there’s less time for being the stand-in parent attending all your events.

The good news is that you start doing less anyway. The preteen years have made you shy away from the world, flitting from hobby to hobby without anything to really bury your soul in. There was the anime-inspired volleyball obsession that died as soon as you finished your binging the seasons; the brief craving to join the basketball club until you realised just how incompetent your teammates were compared to Nash, how boring and difficult everything was when it was not your big brother doing it; the desire to be the West End’s next star that was crushed by receiving the role of tree in the school play and tripping over in your only scene (how Nash had laughed! And then scowled at the people laughing at you next to him); and then the single-day infatuation with joining the chess club, the infatuation dying as soon as you realised your chess-playing crush already had a girlfriend.

To fill your time, you start accompanying Nash to Jabberwock’s practices. No one wants you there. Nash has forbidden them from swearing around you, and any sex jokes are an even bigger no: given these two things combined are 90% of the usual Jabberwock conversation, it’s not a surprise that there’s grumbling when they see you walking behind Nash.

But Nash silences any grumbling with a glare as cold as ice.

Because, sure, he doesn’t want his little sister following him around everywhere but he’d much rather you were doing your homework in the corner of a street ball court instead of sat alone in an empty house.

Nash’s priority is always that you finish your homework. Only then will he let you help out as the team’s mini manager: topping up water bottles, fetching balls, collecting the boy’s hoodies when they get too warm. And, over time, your place in the team feels more secure. You’re good in your role as the little helper. You crack a “that’s what she said” joke that gets everyone guffawing - everyone but Nash, that is, who scolds you the high heavens, demands to know where you’ve been hearing jokes like that, whilst, in his heart of hearts, being thrilled that you’re coming out of your shell. You sit down with Nick during breaks to ooh and aah over his Animal Crossing Island, trembling with excitement when he hands you the Nintendo and lets you design a room of your own. You beg Zack to teach you to spin a basketball on your finger, and hug him overjoyed when you manage it for the first time. You fetch fresh headbands for Allen while looking down at the ground, blushing frantically: your crush on the boy lasts several months, though you never notice how Nash burns holes in Allen’s head whenever the two of you are talking, or how awkward having a middle schooler crush on him makes Allen feel.

Then, one day, you decide you want to learn how to do a dunk. After spending an hour watching you struggle to jump even one foot up in the air, Jason lifts you up onto his shoulders. Tells you to “try now - just tell me where you want me to go and hold on tight.”

Looking around from over 7ft tall, you feel like you’re the queen of the world.

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By the time you’re in high school, you’ve become more confident. You don’t come to Jabberwock’s practices as often. You’ve got friends to hang out with instead, a study group that you always attend, and, inspired by your brother’s prowess in everything fisticuffs, you’ve signed up to be member of the school’s taekwondo club.

Nash never makes you to come to practice. Though it hurts seeing your corner of the court empty, devoid of the rucksack and textbooks that used to fill it, he knows that this is for the best. A teen girl shouldn’t be living in her brother’s shadow. Hell, a guy shouldn’t have his little sister in his shadow either.

But Nash still finds it hard to hold back a grin when you see him grabbing his basketball bag and ask if you can “come with?” And when you’re at practice, it’s like nothing’s changed. You join in with everyone else teasing Zack over his newly shaven head; you still get a little shy when talking to Allen; and you whoop and gush over Nick’s high arc shots as if you’ve never seen them before.

“You’re my number two favourite basketball player ever,” you tell Nick, rushing over to him as he awkwardly runs his hand through his spiky blonde hair.

Overhearing, Allen says with a little hope, “he’s not number one?”

“Obviously not,” you roll your eyes, “Nash is my number one. Duh.”

No one loves Nash as much as you do, and no one loves you as much as he does.

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It turns out Nash is an anomaly, and that combat sport skill does not run in the family. You are horrible at taekwondo: your kicks are accurate - surprisingly so given how bad your balance is - but, no matter how many drills you do, or how many times you insist Nash comes up with a workout routine for you, they never develop much power.

But you’re trying hard to improve, forever inspired by your brother, and you take any chance to kick that you’re given.

“Taekwondo?” asks Jason one morning, as practices a free throw. “They don’t have any good martial arts clubs at your school?”

“You wouldn’t be saying that if you’d felt the pain of my kicks,” you retort, hands on your hips.

Jason turns to you. “Go on then.”

You ready yourself, check your footing’s correct, and then swing your leg out. With a thud, your foot makes contact with Jason’s side.

He stares at you, almost in pity. “That’s it?”

But Nash is walking by and he’s glaring like he normally does whenever someone that’s not him makes him little sister look inadequate. So, dutifully, Jason falls backwards in slo-mo and pretends to roll on the floor in agony, crying out for his mother and claiming that he’s never known such pain, while you give him another kick in his side for being a jerk.

(Nash never scolds you for kicking his teammates, though, of course, he’d have a fit if any of them even looked at you wrong.)

Of course, you’re not an idiot; you know you’re not good at taekwondo. But, unlike all your previous school clubs, you’re not planning on leaving this one. After all, without the club, you’d have no opportunities to say good morning to star of the Taekwondo club, Ryuu. And you’d never get to feel his fingers brushing against your arm as he corrects your posture; you’d never get to see his grin and thumbs up as he tells you he’s sure your kicks are improving; and, more importantly, you would have never got the opportunity to wait for him outside the dojang, see him walk out looking more handsome than ever, and ask him if he’d ever think about going out with you.

“Think about it?” Ryuu replies. “Man, I dream of it!”

Smiling from ear to ear, he reaches out to intertwine his fingers with yours, and he doesn’t let go of your hand until he’s walked you all the way home. The feeling of his touch lingers, the warmth flooding through your veins, and keeping your smile fixed on your face.

Nash is sitting on the sofa when you walk in. He looks up from his phone and frowns, “who was the guy?”

“I’m dating the coolest guy in the whole school,” you gush, racing to your brother’s side to tell him all about Ryuu, and you’re still talking about the boy - enthusing now about his Taekwondo prowess - by the time Nash starts preparing dinner.

Nash says he’s happy that you’re happy, grunts occasionally in agreement with your rambles, and accepts the fact that this is probably all he’ll be hearing for the next few hours.

“You’re not upset with me, are you?” you ask eventually, noticing how your brother’s gone quiet.

“Never” replies Nash. “Why would I have an issue with you dating a guy who’s made you this happy?”

But it’s funny how often you bump into him when you’re out with said boyfriend. And not just Nash: it’s like the whole team starts appearing out of nowhere at cafes, parks, funfairs. And these chance encounters always follow the same trend: the boys are happy to see you, chatty and joking, and then they look at Ryuu and their faces take on a cold sneer, every inch the vicious Jabberwock archetype they’re known for.

Nash tells him, “you look after my sister, yeah? Or else.” And if looks could kill…

Zack pretends to be polite, saying “well, I’ve got no problem with you - for now. You make sure to keep it that way.”

Nick has to hold back a snicker as he replies to your boyfriend with “yeah, nice to meet you man, whatever.” Then he turns to you and whispers, “you would have been better off with Allen.”

Allen wipes the sneer of his face when you ask him to be nice; he smiles at you, but then, as he meets your boyfriend’s gaze, he mumbles to you, “you’ve got my number if you ever need me to sort any problems out.”

Jason says, “this guy? Seriously? Shit, I could snap in two him like a twig.”

By the time he meets Jason, your boyfriend’s long fed up of the slander. He stands up from the bench, even though it only makes him look smaller against Jason’s muscular 6ft11 frame, looks up into the other man’s amused expression, and replies, “with all due respect, I was the Taekwondo state champion last year.”

Jason’s laugh is so loud and booming it practically triggers an earthquake.

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Ryuu’s a good boyfriend. Nash never learns to genuinely like him, but he stops disliking him as much as time goes on. He orders pizza for the three of you when you and Ryuu are doing a study date at the Gold household; he drives you to Ryuu’s Taekwondo tournament and grudgingly claps when he wins; or he throws a couple condoms at Ryuu when you’re snuggling against your boyfriend on your bed, watching your favourite movie together.

“You should be grateful I’m such a good brother,” Nash laughs when you start punching him for embarrassing the two of you like this. “You know, when I was your age…”

“Go away, Nash!” you screech, pushing him out of the room, “God, you’re such a nuisance.”

“All I’m saying is use protection,” comes Nash’s sniggering voice as you slam the door shut behind him.

You walk back over to Ryuu. “I’m sorry about him. Honestly, he’s the worst.”

“Nah, your brother’s cool,” says Ryuu, but he’s still blushing a bit as he gives you that golden grin of his that makes you feel like you’re his entire world.

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But all good things come to an end.

Ryuu moves to a new state where he’ll be able to get better Taekwondo instruction. His coach thinks he’s got Olympic potential - they don’t want him to be wasted in this city where nothing good ever happens - and his parents are in agreement.

“They said the sooner I leave, the better for my future,” quotes Ryuu as squeezes your hand, looking down at the ground beneath the swings you’re sharing. “But I wanted you to be my future.”

Nash had told you not to interfere - that you don’t want to be the person holding Ryuu back from his dreams - so you encourage Ryuu to go, tell him that you’ll still be his future, it’s just a few years of separation.

And it’s Nash who drives you to the airport and watches from a distance as the two of you hug for the final time, promising to say in contact, promising that you’ll be able to make long distance work.

When you walk back to Nash, your lip’s wobbling like it did back when you were seven. As soon as he wraps his arm around you, you burst into tears, sobbing into his shirt. Your brother hugs you tighter, like he’s the only thing in the world keeping you from falling into pieces. His voice is quiet and calm and betrays none of the pain he feels looking at your crying figure.

Into the top of your head, Nash mutters, “As soon as the season’s over, you and I will go on a road trip to go see him, alright? And you can call him every night if you want. And if he even thinks of looking at another girl, or ignoring a single text of yours, Jason and I will fly over and deal with him. Or we’ll kidnap him and bring him back to you if that’s what you want.”

You’re crying harder, fingers clutching onto Nash’s shirt even tighter.

“I’ll skip practice today if you want; we can do a movie night instead.”

Voice muffled by how your face is pressed into Nash’s chest, so none of the passersby might see you crying, you reply, “no. You should go to practice.”

“I’m not gonna leave you alone like this.”

“Can I come?”

“What - to practice? Yeah, ‘course. The boys are always happy to have you around.”

You look up and force a smile, biting on your tongue like it might stop you crying, as Nash matches your smile with a sad grin of his own.

“It’s gonna be rough, but you’ll get through it,” he says, “you’re the toughest kid I know.”

And he pulls you in for another hug.

fun fact: the original plan was for the boyfriend to cheat on reader who breaks up with him, and then for jabberwock to go teach him a lesson. but then i thought “why the need for all this violence?”, me of course being the admin of a blog dedicated to a team that’s known for their non-violent ways. but anyway i figured it was an overused trope and why not show nash being an actually good supportive brother, so here you go. (and if anyone enjoyed reading about the lesser known jabberwock members, then you might also like these hcs) (and if you wanna read the nash little brother hcs, you can find them here)

[erina-writes-headcanons]

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With jason silver you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to

💔Jason Silver, Nash Gold Jr, and Haizaki Shougo Disregarding Their S/O Hard Work and then Realizes it. 💔

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A/N: Hello there Anon! I hope you like the final result of this Headcanons and Scenarios. I had a little bit of difficulty writing this characters because I don't really understand their personality one hundred percent but I hope you like the final result. This headcanon was inspired by one of Haikyuu headcanons.

Warning: Angst and Profanities

Gender: neutral

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Jason Silver - Jabberwocky

I don't know about you or if you have seen the page yet but my friend sent me a picture of Jason Silver harassing a poor woman so in my opinion. Jason would very often be toxic to you and would often disregard your hard work.

If you made a lunch for him and accidentally made the food salty? He's going to make fun of you for being a bad cook even though you're not as bad as Momoi or Riko.

You cleaned his apartment and it's not really clean because you just got home from school workplace? He's going to say you did a horrible job.

You don't take care of yourself because you tried to take care of him and you don't dress up like other boyfriend or girlfriend? He's going to comment on you that he's embarrassed to have a girlfriend/boyfriend like you and that's why he 'didn't bring you out' or show you to his friends.

You didn't give him the gift that he wants so bad even though you don't have much money? He will comment that you're poor and would purposely give you the silent treatment until you give him the gift that he wants.

Nevertheless, Jason Silver is a human being so he can feel guilty after he realizes how much bullshit he gave to you whereas you already treated him nicely.

He is not the best boyfriend and not boyfriend material like Kiyoshi Teppei and Kuroko but he will try his best to control his words even though most of the time he accidentally slips out.

He does apologize to you once he realizes how much shit he is and tries to spoil you to say how sorry he is by protecting you from his friends who try to harass you and bring you to VIP parties.

You cannot say no to him once he tries to spoil you because he would be sent you a glare so you would accept his treatment. Jason Silver would also leave you alone, he would be around you all night at the party and not leave your sight.

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It was late in the afternoon as the sun is going down and the stars are coming up to show up in the sky. It has been such a tiring day for you after working all day inside the small cafe and working as a barista making drinks for the clients. You usually have lots of free time but this day there were lots of people in the cafe and you had to work hard whether you like it or not.

The ride to the apartment was really long around fifteen minutes on foot or ten minutes on a bicycle. Every inch of your body was screaming in pain, especially your feet since you have to stand for more than an hour and walk around to take some ingredients to make the customers drinks or snacks.

Parking inside the bike in the basement, you locked the bike to keep it safe from the thief and went to your room by a lift before going up with the lift on the third floor. Getting inside the shared room, you began putting the bags on top of the chair and swiping the whole room to clean the dirty floor before mopping it.

Sadly, you don't have much of the energy and strength to continue your job and put the broom along the mop away in the corner before sitting on the couch. The lid of your eyes feely heavier in each second and not realizing what happen, everything turns dark and the dark vision calls you from reality.

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Sounds of footsteps get louder and louder and alarm the other residents of the apartment who immediately shake in fear because of the loud footsteps. From the booming voice, they could tell the Silver-haired basketball player are pissed off, having one in a bad mood for losing one of his basketball games.

It was a miracle for you that you did not wake up to the loud sounds of the door slamming open, showing your angry boyfriend Jason Silver. He was tired from the game and the condition of the apartment still not clear like he hopes made him, even more, angrier than before.

"(Y/N)!! WHAT THE FUCK?! WHY IS THE APARTMENT STILL DIRTY!!" Jason's eyes laid on you.

"H-huh? What?" Your eyes slowly open up. His loud voice definitely woke you up from your slumber.

"BABE! WHAT THE FUCK- WHY IS THE APARTMENT STILL DIRTY?" He snarls as the slit in his eyes gets smaller.

"S-sorry. I just got home and accidentally fell asleep," you tried to reason with him with a shaky voice in fear of him beating you.

"I DON'T CARE! I'M ALSO TIRED BUT I NEVER COMPLAIN!" He shouted back.

"That's because you never clean this apartment while I'm always the one who always clean it while you were drinking your beer.." You stood up at him, not liking that he starts acting like a kid.

"Well, I'm resting! Am I not allowed to have a relaxing time?!"

"I should be the one asking that while you just came home and start screaming at me....You know what? Leave and think about what you just did, Jason Silver. You are basically almost the same as Nash, being a tyrannical piece of shit. I always clean everything in this apartment while you never clean but once I need to rest. You're treating me as if I have never done anything to you," you look at him in the eyes with the glint in your eyes disappearing.

You always call him babe, baby, and darling, and never Jason Silver unless you're pissed. Jason's eyes immediately widened, and he realizes that he hurts your feeling for a small matter and that he can also do it by himself "Uhh B-babe, wait. I'm sorry- I didn't mean-"

"Just leave me alone...I need to rest," you walk away from him.

The silver-haired basketball player hisses in anger as he slumps down on top of the couch, pondering about his recent action and how to make it up to you until a bright light appears on the side of his head and the gear in his head are turning around with an idea popped into his mind.

On the next day when you don't need to go to your working place, the sounds of birds chirping could be heard and your vision was blurry, trying to wake up even though it was really hard for you since yesterday's work. Once the blur was gone from the sight, your eyes widened to see a black blazer with pants/sexy black dress on top of the table.

Next to the table, there was a little note messily written but still readable to your eyes even though you had to blink your eyes repeatedly to read every word correctly, 'I'm not good at saying sorry but I hope you like the suit/dress. That blonde idiot (Nash) helped me by booking a VIP room for the two of us only in the club. Also, the apartment I already clean it.'

Even though he didn't say sorry directly to your face, you could not help but smile a little bit. Jason tries to make up for his yesterday's action and you knew the last words in the note shows that he felt guilty for screaming at you when in fact he's not someone who isn't tidy but he cleans the living room and the kitchen without your help.

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Nash Gold Jr. - Jabberwocky

Nash might not be as loud as Jason Silver when he is angry. Nonetheless, he would still be one of the most toxic characters because his words can be very sharp.

Just like Jason Silver, if you made a lunch for him and you accidentally made it a little bit salty or haven't cleaned the house even though you were tired. He will comment on how much of a slob you are.

He would also comment on how your look even though you don't have much time to take care of yourself and spend your time doing your job so that you look messy.

There is also a chance that Nash is going to compare you with his flings and one-night stands with you, trying to body-shame you and making fun of your look.

He might not be as violent as Haizaki or Jason but he was much more cold-hearted so it takes more time for him to realize he was being toxic and apologize.

Unlike Jason Silver in a term of apologizing, he does feel guilty and bad when he realizes he hurt you really badly and he can make himself more gentle and doesn't have difficulty with it like Jason Silver did.

Nash would apologize directly in front of your face and tries to wrap his arm around you, pulling you to his embrace as his hold gets tighter.

If you are still hurt, he will try to make it up to you the next day by bringing you around the town and spoiling you rotten. He would buy the kinds of stuff that you want since he is rich.

Nash would be also twice more affectionate than Jason Silver as he keeps holding your hand or his hand would be always on your back casually.

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It was like your usual day in your working place where you had to finish all of the important files and send them to your manager as quick as you can. However, it was very unusual for you because the office room isn't usually this loud where most of the days it was mostly filled with the sound of only a few people chatting and ringing phones.

From your sitting place, you hear your friends gushing about their husbands or wive cooking lunches for them and how much their spouse appreciates their sweet treatment. It's not uncommon to talk in gossip where people talk about romance but it made you think about Nash's reaction if you try to cook for him.

You're not a chef like Gordon Ramsey but you're not a horrible cook either like Riko and Momoi since you remember their uncut glazed honey lemons. For this reason, you were a little bit confident to make some healthy and delicious dinner for your boyfriend the golden-haired basketball player to make him happy.

Without anyone noticing you stopped your work for a while, you began writing down the recipe that you need to make for him on a piece of paper and asking some of your friends who can cook on how to make certain foods and their secret recipe to make the food more appetizing before thanking them and ending the chat or the call.

As your eyes land on the clock watches in the corner of the office room, you realize you could go home and quickly make dinner for your husband. Packing up your bags as quick as you can, you began leaving the office room and going back to the apartment on a bus that you share together with Nash.

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Your hands gently scoop the diced tofu along with the seaweed into the pot but you didn't see how much tofu you add into the soup along with the miso powder so it doesn't have a strong flavor before serving it inside of a small bowl after serving the rolled omelet on the plate with the rice on the side.

After it was done, you carefully put the plate and the bowl on the table with Nash looking at the dishes. From the corner of your eyes, you notice he scrunches his nose a little bit but tried not to show it as his eyes land on the miso soup that you made for him. You tried to ignore it but you couldn't help but feel a little bit insulted.

"What's this.." Nash raises his eyebrows at you.

'It's..miso soup with omelet and rice." you told him nervously.

On the table, there was not only omelet, rice, and miso soup but there were also pickled vegetables and grilled salmon on the corner. He was foreign to the soup and the rolled omelet but he didn't want to complain about it so he took a spoon of the soup. Instead of enjoying it, the make spits it back out before he looks at you with such a glare.

"It doesn't taste good, are you even can cook?" He crosses both of his arms.

"I tried...." You mutter.

".. It's better you're not cooking anymore. It's horrible," he looks away, not realizing his words cut your heart like a knife embedded into your heart and shreds it.

"Fine, make your own food and never ask me to make food for you," You were done with his horrible treatment before spilling the soup away right in front of his face, making his eyes widen in surprise as his eyes watches you storming away from the kitchen with such cold eyes.

As you got inside the room, tears slowly slid down from your eyes before you curl yourself up on the bed and wiped the tears away. Those words from his lips instantly made your day change from nice into a bad day as your mind began flooding with thousands of opinions, 'Should I leave him?' and ' I tried to make him happy but is this how he repays me?'

But that thought was interrupted by the door opening to show your basketball player boyfriend, both of his eyes were different than before where it was holding much more tenderness. Nash carefully sat next to you as his arms slowly wrapped around you "Baby....I'm very sorry for what I did. My words really uncalled for, I just had a bad day because my team was beaten and I shouldn't have taken my anger out at you." he whispered to your ear.

"Please...forgive me, baby. I promise I will never do this again" He whispered once again.

"....Fine. If you don't like it, just....tell me what I did wrong instead of insulting me like that again," the tears stop flowing out slowly before your eyes meet with his eyes.

"I promise" the skin of his lips gently touched the skin of your forehead and gently kissing the tear marks on your cheeks.

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Haizaki Shougo - Fukuda Sōgō

Bless whoever his s/o is because he is almost the same level as Jason Silver but with the difference that only SIlver didn't raise his hands to hit the girl in the manga, Haizaki is another level.

He may be a laxer when it comes to not appreciating because I feel like he would only grumble and didn't eat the food if he thinks your food isn't good enough.

Or he wouldn't really comment that his place isn't clean enough when you cleaned your guys' house because I believe he doesn't mind if his place is dirty.

He just doesn't appreciate you enough to dress more sexily and putting more makeup to make yourself look hotter and he starts comparing you with his exes.

Also, he doesn't appreciate it if you keep don't want to have sex with him despite him already having you as his s/o. Without your knowledge, he would have six with another person who he thinks is hotter than you.

If you try to fight him back, he doesn't mind wrapping his hand around your neck and choking you as he did to Alex. He doesn't mind giving another bruise on you.

Despite Haizaki feels guilty after he knows what he did was very harmful to you. He's not like Nash and Silver who would look at you in the eyes when they say sorry.

In fact, he has trouble saying sorry so he would just leave you alone to have your own space and think about all of his actions. He wants to apologize but his ego is HUGE.

However, on the next day, you would find a bunch of other gifts that you like such as food, jewels, books, or other goodies that you really want for an apology and a messy note that he is sorry for what he has done.

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You know Haizaki is quite popular and almost everyone would invite him to their party even though he's a huge asshole, especially to his teammate in basketball and it did not stop those people to like him. You saw all of his friends are those people who would also bring their partner out or those typical 'players'.

You don't have a problem with them since they are either focusing on your boyfriend or their partner because most of them respect your space instead of harassing the two of you. It was your boyfriend with who you have a problem, his eyes would be looking at other girls' busts or asses even if you caught him red-handed.

Even though you wore those types of clothes to impress him and wore dark yet lusty makeup for him only, his eyes would also be landing on other guys or girls before a wolf whistle escapes from him. His actions weren't subtle at all. This makes you insecure a lot even if Haizaki always tells you 'She/he doesn't mean anything. I'm just messing around~" with his stupid grin.

It was not only once but it always happens to you every time he brings you out to the club together as he chases another girl instead of you. Sighing, you glance at your stupid boyfriend with silent anger for a long time until his eyes catch you glaring at him with disdain.

His grin was immediately replaced with a scowl, "What are you looking at? Stop glaring at me."

"I don't like it.."

"You don't like what?" He got more annoyed.

"You keep staring at other guys/girl while I'm here. Am I not enough for you" You hiss.

"What if you are. You look ugly in that dress/suit and it makes me fucking embarrassed for bringing you to this club. You look ugly as hell and those girl/guy looks even better than you. So, why don't you just shut the fuck up and stop embarrassing me," he snaps, clicking his tongue and rolling his eyes at you.

His words were more than hurtful both of your eyes widened in surprise. You didn't expect Haizaki would say that to you right in front of your face as his friends also looks at him with surprise. Sure, they were players but they have much more dignity than him and wouldn't hurt their partner like that.

"I see how it is....Alright, go home by yourself. I'm not gonna drive you home," you stood up before walking away.

A loud 'SHIT!' came out from his mouth as he stood up and tried to catch you but you were already gone in the crowds. He wanted to scream. not only he would go home on his feet instead of using your car but he also realizes that what he has done was totally fucked up. "Bro...you're really messed up. Even though I cheat a lot, I never said that to my girls," one of his buddies said.

"Shut the fuck up! I know! Just leave me alone," He stormed away from the club.

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On the next day, the hallways of the school were dim and it reminded you of how much an asshole of your boyfriend is as your eyes were bloodshot from crying too much along with eye bags underneath your eyes from lack of sleep. Your lips were chapped and your skin was pale from yesterday, it was an understatement that you look miserable.

Sauntering in the hallways, you catch a glimpse of a male looking around from the class before he quickly walks away as fast as he can. From the hair color, you knew it was your boyfriend but it was strange why he looks so scared and ran away, trying not to let anyone see him.

His actions made you curious before you trudges up to your classroom and walked up to your table. Your eyes widened as your eyes landed on top of the table where you usually sit, there were many objects on top of the table. There was a bunch of chocolates and an adorable teddy bear plushie he got from the arcade.

There was also a small note on the table beside the gift as you carefully pick it up and unfold the small letter in your hand. Even though it was a bunch of scribbled words, you were still able to read what was inside the small letter that he gave to you.

"I'm not good at apologizing but I'm fucking sorry what the word I said yesterday. You are fucking beautiful unlike other people, you are smart, funny, and fun to hang out with, and you are so goddamn gorgeous unlike the bitches that I dated, especially that bitch that used to be Kise's ex. I promise I would never say that to you again- from You're amazing boyfriend," You couldn't help but smile at the words in the letters and the promise he made as your eyes landed on the gift he bought for you.

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[werewolfbansheelove]

Vlog Squad Masterlist

Jason Fluff

Natalie Smut

Todd smut

Corinna Fluff

Vlog Squad

[andreisvechnikov]

Hurricanes’ Seth Jarvis leans into status as an honorary Harvard grad

By: Luke Decock, April 24, 2024

When Tripp Tracy was asked to speak at a meeting of the Harvard Club of the Research Triangle last week, he naturally invited the Carolina Hurricanes’ two other Harvard Men to join him. Jack Drury, owner of a Harvard diploma, class of 2023. Seth Jarvis, owner of a “Harvard Alumni” T-shirt, class of not quite veritas.

Neither Drury nor Jarvis could attend because of the team’s pre-playoff dinner gathering, but Jarvis was nevertheless welcome despite his self-proclaimed “Grade 6” education, because if there’s one thing that’s true about the Hurricanes’ third-year forward above all else, it’s that if you try to make him the butt of a joke, even a heartfelt, good-natured one, he’ll find a way to turn it back around on you.

When Drury returned from his Cambridge graduation last summer with the crimson T-shirt as a gift for Jarvis, he never expected Jarvis to cut off the sleeves.

He never expected Jarvis to make it his undershirt and wear it under his shoulder pads every single day of the season. For every practice. Every game. Every postgame interview.

“I thought, there’s no better way to put it to use than cut it into a tank top and wear it under my gear,” Jarvis said.

Seth Jarvis. Harvard alum. The shirt says so.

“There have been a few people who have seriously asked me if I went to Harvard,” Jarvis said, “and they’ve obviously never had a conversation with me.”

The Hurricanes have always had a strong connection to Harvard, through Tracy and his youth teammate and future front-office executive Jason Karmanos, through players like Craig MacDonald and Craig Adams.

They’ve had players from the rest of the hockey-playing Ivy League schools as well, other than Brown: Jeff Hamilton (Yale), Kevin Westgarth (Princeton), Lee Stempniak (Dartmouth), Riley Nash (Cornell). Now Drury. And, apparently, Jarvis.

“I think it’s been awesome,” Tracy said. “I would have liked to have had him on the roster.”

Even within the hockey world, it’s hard to imagine two teammates as different as the goofy Manitoban and the cosmopolitan Harvard grad becoming so close. Jarvis left home at 14 to play junior hockey in the Western Hockey League and was in the NHL by age 18.

Drury, scion of a prominent hockey family, spent two years at Harvard and another year overseas in Sweden; even though Drury is two years older than Jarvis, Jarvis has played more than 100 more NHL games than Drury.

The two are akin to brothers as much as they are friends or teammates, so when Drury gave Jarvis the shirt, it was with the best of intentions. Still, give Jarvis an inch or two, he’ll take all 200 feet, same in the dressing room as on the rink.

“I got it for him hoping he would wear it,” Drury said. “Using it as the undershirt, I love that. I didn’t know he’d do that. Once he started to do it, I thought it was awesome. He’s a character. But you couldn’t have a better guy around the room.”

Every single day, the shirt goes into his laundry bag to be laundered with the rest of the team’s base layers, an old-school throwback amid the sweat-wicking, high-tech gear.

By now, seven months into the season, as the Hurricanes head north for Thursday’s Game 3 against the New York Islanders with a 2-0 lead in their first-round series, the T-shirt should probably be in tatters. It looks just fine. Other than the missing sleeves.

“It’s hung on,” Jarvis said. “It’s high quality. Only the best at Harvard.”

At the end of the regular season, when Jarvis sat in on the Bally Sports broadcast with Tracy and Mike Mansicalco while sitting out Game 82, he told Tracy he would have liked to major in “micro-macro engineering” at Harvard, which sounds like a typical Jarvis malaprop, mishmashing economics and engineering. But it also could very well be somebody’s bespoke “special concentration” in Harvard’s engineering school, studying “theories of engineering principles” or the “interactions between microscopic innovation and large system models.”

Jarvis, with his elite hockey IQ and even quicker wit, may be more evidence that you don’t have to be book smart to be smart. He plays up the dopey-goofball angle because it gets laughs — “There’s still a lot of stupidity going on throughout my day,” Jarvis said — and won the Josef Vasicek Award this season for his quotability, but he’s the son of two educators, and there’s a spark that animates both his personality and his game, burning bright under all the self-deprecating humor.

“He plays a little dumb, but he’s pretty smart actually,” Martin Necas said. “I’m positive. He’s pretty smart. He just makes himself look like it on purpose, sometimes.”

Watching his game grow over the past two seasons, as he spent last year becoming a two-way player and this season reaping the rewards, it’s fair to wonder what would happen if he applied himself in the classroom as he has to his hockey career. Who knows what might be possible.

“It’s never too late,” Drury said. “He plays it up a little bit but he’s smarter than people realize. He’s got a good head on his shoulders.”

And the T-shirt over his shoulders to sort-of prove it.

[simmishccfinds]

This is my application for @dreambot 's dating show! I had so much fun with this and got a little carried away with the backstory, so there’s a TLDR at the end! If you decide to use him for your show, please dm me and I will provide a download link :) 

He comes with all 8 outfits! You are welcome to change his clothing, but I prefer you don’t change his skin details because he looks scary without them lol. His backstory is under the cut!

For some reason, Nathan Darling is magnetic. It could be his confidence (some may say arrogance) that attracts people to him, or perhaps it’s his sense of humor—Nathan can effortlessly make anyone laugh. But, realistically, it’s probably his appearance that captivates people. He has a very friendly, "puppy dog" look to him. One thing is clear: it’s not because of his intelligence.

Nathan spent his entire life dreaming of playing for the SBL (Sims Baseball League), just like his father, whose picture hangs in the SBL Hall of Fame. His childhood was stolen by endless hours of practice, and once he was home, his dad would give him pitching lessons in the backyard. Their weekends were spent in the batting cages together. Although his friends constantly teased him for practicing so much, Nathan’s hard work paid off and he signed a contract with the Del Sol Diamonds shortly after graduation. 

Naturally, the news that legend Johnathon Darling’s son would be playing for the SBL generated a lot of excitement and he quickly gained a fan base. Nathan had fans from all demographics. The older baseball fans admired his father’s legacy, while younger fans were impressed by his incredible skill as a rookie. He also attracted a large female following, especially on Simtok, although many of them weren’t interested in baseball if you know what I mean…

Nathan Darling was beloved by the public, earning him the nickname “Del Sol’s Darling”. He was set to have a long and prosperous career, but there was a problem: Nathan Darling is not the man everyone made him out to be. In reality, Nathan isn’t a good guy at all. He’s selfish, narcissistic, manipulative, and would do just about anything for attention. He tried to keep up the “Simmerican sweetheart” persona, but it wasn’t long before the mask started to slip. Nathan didn’t make it past the first season before a major scandal got him banned from the SBL and ended his career for good.

I thought it would be fun to leave the scandal up to your interpretation! I imagine he did something illegal like DUI, sports gambling, steroids, etc. He’s also a huge misogynist so I wouldn’t be surprised if it had something to do with that. If you’d like to use him for your challenge I’m releasing full creative control, so I don’t mind if the scandal is something crazy. Let your imagination run wild! Whatever it is I think it would be very controversial, he would still have some die-hard fans saying that he should have stayed on the team, but I imagine that the general public has turned on him. It all depends on what you choose as his scandal and how “cancellable” it is on "SimTok" lol. 

After dedicating his entire life to the SBL, Nathan Darling feels entirely lost. He lacks skills outside of baseball, and his ego won’t allow him to take a “regular job,” especially since he is so recognizable. Now he’s completely stuck in the past, trying to relive the (brief) glory days. He still wears the team colors every day!! Yikes!! 

Nathan is desperately scrambling to hold onto the small bit of relevancy he has left. He’s trying every possible thing that could make him famous: acting, comedy, podcasting, but none of it is working. If he doesn’t figure something out, he’ll soon be doing live SimTok gift battles like Jason Nash.

Recently Nathan received an email inviting him to join a reality TV dating show. He was thrilled about the opportunity, but learning that celebrities would be participating made him even more excited. This is finally his chance to get back into the spotlight! The show will surely be a hit, and he thrives off of attention. Who knows, he may even get a big celebrity to fall in love with him! That would definitely keep him relevant.

Can Nathan Darling keep up his sweetheart facade and win back the public’s affection? Or will his true colors be revealed for the entire world to see? 

TLDR: Nathan Darling was a beloved baseball player whom everyone thought was a huge sweetheart. Turns out, he’s just a huge piece of sh*t. After being banned from the Sims Baseball League, he will do anything to remain relevant. This dating show seems like the perfect opportunity! Will he maintain the sweetheart facade, or will he finally reveal his true colors to the world? 

This was so much fun!! Thank you to DreamBot for the inspiration :D

[numberonenat]

i asked chat gpt to make a playlist based on each one of the obey me characters…

>> PART 2!!! <<

here's part 1 and 3: the brothers / the side characters

diavolo:

"kings and queens" by 30 seconds to mars

"hail to the king" by avenged sevenfold

"demons" by imagine dragons

"hall of fame" by the script ft. will.i.am

"power" by kanye west

"emperor's new clothes" by panic! at the disco

"my songs know what you did in the dark (light em up)" by fall out boy

"radioactive" by imagine dragons

"glory and gore" by lorde

"god's gonna cut you down" by johnny cash

"believer" by imagine dragons

"throne" by bring me the horizon

"can't hold us" by macklemore & ryan lewis ft. ray dalton

"sail" by AWOLNATION

"the man" by taylor swift

barbatos:

"smooth operator" by sade

"uptown funk" by mark ronson ft. bruno mars

"one more time" by daft punk

"careless whisper" by george michael

"every breath you take" by the police

"superstition" by stevie wonder

"fly me to the moon" by frank sinatra

"feeling good" by michael bublé

"just the two of us" by bill withers ft. grover washington jr.

"easy" by lionel richie

"can't stop the feeling!" by justin timberlake

"i want to hold your hand" by the beatles

"smooth" by santana ft. rob thomas

"i will always love you" by whitney houston

"at last" by etta james

solomon:

"imagine" by john lennon

"bohemian rhapsody" by queen

"wish you were here" by pink floyd

"stairway to heaven" by led zeppelin

"magic" by coldplay

"karma police" by radiohead

"black magic woman" by santana

"time" by pink floyd

"riders on the storm" by the doors

"lucy in the sky with diamonds" by the beatles

"i put a spell on you" by nina simone

"paint it black" by the rolling stones

"losing my religion" by R.E.M.

"sultans of swing" by dire straits

"sympathy for the devil" by the rolling stones

simeon:

"angels" by robbie williams

"halo" by beyoncé

"you raise me up" by josh groban

"i will always love you" by whitney houston

"lean on me" by bill Withers

"un-break my heart" by toni braxton

"wind beneath my wings" by bette midler

"in the arms of an angel" by sarah mclachlan

"true colors" by cyndi lauper

"hero" by mariah carey

"i believe i can fly" by r. kelly

"heaven" by bryan adams

"a thousand years" by christina perri

"you're beautiful" by james blunt

"i can see clearly now" by johnny nash

luke:

"pocketful of sunshine" by natasha bedingfield

"here comes the sun" by the beatles

"walking on sunshine" by katrina and the waves

"happy" by pharrell williams

"rainbow connection" by kermit the frog

"ain't no mountain high enough" by marvin gaye & tammi terrell

"all star" by smash mouth

"don't worry, be happy" by bobby mcferrin

"three little birds" by bob marley & the wailers

"i just can't wait to be king" from the lion king

"best day of my life" by american authors

"count on me" by bruno mars

"i'm yours" by jason mraz

"walking on air" by katy perry

"sing" by pentatonix

barbatos with michael bublé, frank sinatra and george michael is a vibe honestly lol BUT THEN THERES THE JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE TROLLS SONG WTF LMAO

i love doing this is so funny

i'm probably doing a part 3 !!!

[thebuckandeddiething]

Regardless of how stressed I was in between Thursdays, I'm so glad 911 airs weekly... Can you imagine if they released season 7 all at once? People that have more free time (or are lunatics that watch things at 2x speed) will be screaming about bi Buck or Grant-Nash house ahead of everybody else...

Actually, any season really -> Doug/Jason, Shannon's death, Daniel reveal, the shooting, the Madney proposal or the doppelgänger cheating shitshow... it'd be a total mess.

[my-chaos-radio-2010s-list]

C'Mon - Kesha

Cake By The Ocean - DNCE

California Gurls - Katy Perry

Call Your Girlfriend - Robyn

Called Out In The Dark - Snow Patrol

Can’t Stop The Feeling - Justin Timberlake

Canto Del Pilón - Milk & Sugar feat. Maria Marquez

Capital Letters - Hailee Steinfeld, BloodPop

Castles - Freya Ridings

Catch & Release - Matt Simons, Deepend

Chained To The Rhythm - Katy Perry

Cheap Thrills - Sia

Cheyenne - Jason Derulo

Ciao Adios - Anne-Marie

Circles - Post Malone

Classic - MTKO

Classic - The Knox feat. POWERS

Closer - Tegan And Sara

Cloud Raider - Paul Kalkbrenner

Club Can’t Handle Me - Flo Rida, David Guetta

Cold Little Heart - Michael Kiwanuka

Colors - Halsey

Come & Get It - Selena Gomez

Comethru - Jeremy Zucker

Coming Home - Diddy - Dirty Money, Skylar Grey

Coming Home - Sheppard

Commander - Kelly Rowland feat. David Guetta

Concrete Angel - Gareth Emery feat. Christina Novelli

Cool For The Summer - Demi Lovato

Cool Kids - Echo Smith

Cool Me Down - Margaret

Crazy - Kat Dahlia

Crazy - Lost Frequencies, Zonderling

Crazy Kids - Kesha

Criminal - Britney Spears

Criminals - MS MR

Crush - Yuna feat. Usher

Crybaby - Paloma Faith

Crying For No Reason - Katy B

Crystallize - Kylie Minogue

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Dance Monkey - Tones And I

Dark Horse - Katy Perry

Dear Darlin’ - Olly Murs

Dear Future Husband - Meghan Trainor

Dedication To My Ex (Miss That) - Lloyd, André 3000

Demons - Imagine Dragons

Despacito - Luis Fonsi, Daddy Yankee

Diamond Heart - Alan Walker, Sophia Somajo

Diamonds - Rihanna

Dirty Talk - Wynter Gordon

distance - Chrisitna Perry feat. Jason Mraz

Dive - Salvatore Ganacci feat. Enya and Alex Aris

DJ Got Us Fallin’ In Love - Usher, Pitbull

Do I Wanna Know? - Arctic Monkeys

Do It Like A Dude - Jessie J

Do Wah Doo - Kate Nash

Domino - Jessie J

Don’t Be So Hard On Yourself - Jess Glynne

Don’t Be So Shy - Imany

Don't Hold Your Breathe - Nicole Scherzinger

Don’t Worry - Madcon feat. Ray Dalton

Don't You Worry Child - Swedish House Mafia, John Martin

Drive By - Train

Dusk Till Dawn - ZAYN feat. Sia

Dynamite - Taio Cruz

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E.T. - Katy Perry

Eastside - benny blanco, Halsey & Khalid

Easy Love - Sigala

Échame La Culpa - Luis Fonsi, Demi Lovato

End Of Night - Dido

Everything At Once - Lenka

Everything Now - Arcade Fire

Ex’s & Oh’s - Elle King

Expect - Girl's Day

[filmyfact]

In a Violent Nature Trailer: You See Through the Eyes of a Villain

“In a Violent Nature Trailer” delves deep into the twisted mind of Jason Voorhees as he hunts down his prey with chilling precision. Producer duo Peter Kuplowsky and Shannon Hanmer ensure that every moment drips with suspense and terror, crafting a modern slasher experience that pays homage to classic horror while carving its own gruesome path. Prepare to see “Friday the 13th” as you’ve never witnessed before, through the eyes of madness incarnate.

Imagine a chilling tale where terror takes shape through the eyes of the infamous Jason Voorhees. In the hands of first-time feature writer/director Chris Nash, the slasher film “Through the Eyes of Madness” plunges viewers into the dark psyche of Jason, an undead force of nature driven by revenge.

Our story unfolds in the shadowy depths of Crystal Lake, where the echoes of past horrors linger. The focal point is Jason Voorhees, a specter of relentless fury played by the enigmatic Ry Barrett. Jason’s tormented existence is tied to a locket, a haunting reminder of his tragic demise decades ago.

[sucuretcannelle]

56 with any of your characters that actually have something for this question, I'd imagine ones like Atlas wouldn't have much here

*All the sins would consult their mentors, so Ai would want to be comforted by Satan, etc. Just making that an overall statement

Ai: Nash, Lucifer, Siran (eventually Alexi) and yes

Char: Jason, Ai, Regina, her mom sometimes, and no

Jason: Regina, sometimes Ai, and no

Regina: Char, Jason, and sometimes Ai, and yes

Orion: Atlas, rarely Ai, yes

Siran: Ai, Kam, and Joule, and yes

Nash: (cuz I forgot) Sometimes Eliana

Kaz: Erza, sometimes Ai, and his cats, and yes

Aquinas: anyone who will listen, and no

Raivath: Kam, yes

Duke: Ai, Erza and yes

Kam: Adrienne, Siran, and yes

Salem: Joule, Aquinas, and yes

Joule: Kaz, Ai, Laura, and yes

Laura: anyone who will listen, and no

Eliana: Ai, Nash, and no

That's most of em

[fanficimagery]

Nobody Puts Baby in the Corner [Part 1 of 2]

Summary: Imagine being the “baby” of the group.

Words: 2.8K Warnings: Language. I tried my best, anon. I hope you like it either way. Requested by Anonymous who said: hi! i’ve had this idea in my mind of being younger than everyone else in the VS (maybe like 19/20?) and literally everyone calls you Baby like it started as a joke but it’s gotten to the point they’re introducing you to others as “Baby” and they’re all super protective of you and yeah just a cute thought i’ve been having hehe

While you've heard of the Vlog Squad and watched David Dobrik's videos to pass time, you didn't think nothing much of the group who were living their best lives and posting for everyone to see. They seemed like they'd be fun to hang out with, and though you lived quite close to where David apparently lived, you never once rushed to the random pop-ups or ran into any of them when they were out and about.

But that all changed one day when you were playing with your puppy in the park, and you were surprised when David, Natalie, and Jason walked up to you. Natalie had fallen in love at first sight of your Beagle puppy and David chanced walking up to you in hopes of getting his friend some play time with the dog. You were surprised to see them and then quickly explained your surprise, and they were pleased to learn you watched their videos. You had then happily let Natalie play with Milo, the four of you sitting on the ground as you teased Milo with doggie treats. It was then David, Natalie, and Jason learned some about you, the three of them surprised to learn you were not yet twenty-one when David had jokingly invited you out for drinks. Jason grumbled about hanging out with toddlers, and David had giggled as he recorded Natalie and the puppy.

You figured running into them was a once in a lifetime type of deal, so you were surprised to run into David and Natalie again about a week later. While waiting for some food for yourself and your parents, the two of them had walked in to order an outrageous amount of food. They had spotted you first and you were shocked they remembered your name. Then as the three of you had chatted while waiting for your food, David invited you back to his place to eat when he realized you didn't live that far. You had politely declined because you had to get the food back home, but David urged you to join them. He suggested that you could eat with them and their friends, and Natalie suggested she go with you to your house so you could drop off the food, pick up Milo, and then she'd direct you to David's. They were eager to have you join them, and to pick up Milo, that you couldn't say no.

It was a bit surreal to meet Zane, Heath, Mariah, and Todd, but the group welcomed you without even batting an eye. Jason, upon spotting you when he arrived, jokingly referred to you as Baby. Everyone seemed confused, but when they found out why the baby jokes were soon to start. And from that day forward, you were introduced as Baby to everyone else you had yet to meet and the name just stuck.

You're sitting on the floor of David's living room, a bowl of sliced cucumber in hand and a smaller bowl of Ranch dressing balancing on your knee. David's editing not far from you and Natalie is playing with Milo in the backyard.

The front door opens, someone shouts to see if anyone's home, and you shout back to confirm that there is.

Erin, Carly, and Jeff walk around the corner, the three of them laughing at what they were previously talking about. "Hey, Baby." They all greet.

"Hey, guys." You see Carly glancing around the floor and you grin. "Milo's out back with Nat." She chuckles before walking to the door, Erin walks into the kitchen, and Jeff plops down on the sofa right behind you. "Snack?" You ask, holding the bowl out for him over your shoulder.

"What'd you put on it?"

"Just lemon juice and a sprinkle of salt. There's also Ranch."

Jeff huffs a laugh at your bowl of Ranch, but does accept a couple slices of cucumber. Erin soon joins Jeff on the sofa, and the girls come in from outside with an excited Milo in tow. As Jeff and Erin then attempt to grab your dog's attention, your phone rings with the telltale sound of a Facetime call.

Erin takes the two bowls when you answer the call, you quickly thanking her before one of your other friend's excited face fills the screen and her voice spills out of the speaker. "Happy birthday, bitch!" You cringe and smile in thanks, avoiding the gazes of those around you as they suddenly go still. "We're getting fucked up tonight! You're finally legal!" She squeals.

You sigh. "I don't know, Em. I don't drink much and I'm not too fond of having strangers grind on me."

"Come on, girl!" She groans. "We're in the prime of our lives! You need to let loose at least once in your life."

"Yeah, Baby," Jeff lays out behind you, his face just visible behind your shoulder. "You're in the prime of your life. Go out and have fun."

Your friend's eyes widen on screen and you faintly grin. But before she can question you, David's piping up. "It's your birthday? Why didn't you tell us?"

"Because I don't care for celebrations," you shrug.

"But it's your twenty first!" Natalie says. "You're supposed to let go once you turn legal."

"Oh my god. Our Baby is no longer a baby," Erin realizes. Carly laughs, she busy playing with Milo again. These people really loved dogs.

When you meet your friend's gaze on the phone, you sigh yet again. "Em, this is Jeff. Don't even think about it. I forbid it."

"But-"

"Nope. Now if you want me to go out tonight, you'll forget all about the hot person behind me and text me where I'm supposed to meet you guys tonight. Okay? Love you. Bye."

As soon as you drop your phone beside you, your friends are on you.

"It's your birthday!? Oh my god," Natalie says. "I can't believe you hid it from us."

You laugh sheepishly. "I didn't exactly hide it. I just- I didn't tell you. I didn't want you guys to feel obligated to get me anything or do something."

"But you're twenty-one," Carly says. "That's huge!"

"Not really. It's rare that I'll have a drink. I'm not too eager to get shit-faced and wake up regretting my life's choices."

"Well tonight you are," Natalie says. "Come on. We'll raid my closet for an outfit and get you ready."

"But-"

"No buts," David muses. "You have this night with your friends and then next week you'll celebrate with us."

"But Milo," you say, picking up your Beagle and holding his face to your cheek. "I can't leave him all alone."

"On it." Jeff takes Milo from you and you pout at him. "What? The sitter's got Nerf for the night. I'm not doing anything."

Chuckling lightly, you let Natalie and Erin pull you up to your feet. Carly follows behind you and you readily start picking through a drawer of your stuff in Natalie's room for underwear you kept there for emergencies. She hands you a towel and a robe, and instructs you to not wash your hair. You oblige her, taking extra care to pamper yourself in the shower before making your way back to her room.

Mariah has now joined them, she surprising you with a cupcake and a singular candle. They quietly sing happy birthday to you as to not attract all the boys, and snap several pictures to post later. Carly then does your hair and Natalie your makeup. Once they're done, you get to choose between four outfits they had put together and laid out on the bed.

One outfit in particular catches your attention- anything that sparkled was a weakness of yours- and you spend a little too long staring at the metallic sequined crop top with a plunging v-neck.

"Why don't you try it on?" Carly asks.

You huff. "And risk flashing my tits? No thanks."

"That's what the tape is for." Mariah laughs.

Natalie and Mariah then help you into the crop top, taping it down so you don't flash anyone when you no doubt let go at the club later that night. The top pairs with high waisted, faux leather shorts that fit almost like a second skin and a pair of chunky heeled boots that stop just above your knee. You have to endure a mini-photoshoot for your friends before they let you out of the room where they then direct you to the kitchen without even addressing the boys.

"A round of shots for the birthday girl," Natalie says, immediately seeking out a bottle of liquor and shot glasses. Carly, Erin, and Mariah cheer. Shots are poured and then passed out, you grabbing it and raising it in front of you so Natalie could finish her toast. "May you let loose, have fun, and call us from a jail cell so one of us can go bail you out."

"Don't jinx me!" The girls all laugh and then you down your shot, grimacing.

There's a sudden commotion as others arrive and you make small talk with Erin and Carly as more people enter the kitchen.

"Oh hey, when did we get a new hot gi- oh my god, it's Baby!" You whirl around at the sound of your name, slowly grinning at Todd's gobsmacked expression. You wink.

"Damn, babygirl," Zane whistles, "who is you trying to impress?"

"Alright, alright!" David shouts, camera recording. "Everyone gather 'round." Zane, Todd, Heath, and Jeff enter the kitchen, everyone gathering the kitchen island. "So today is Baby's twenty-first birthday-"

"WHAT?!"

"Shut up, Zane, and let me finish." Everyone laughs. "As I said before I was rudely interrupted, today is Baby's twenty-first birthday. She didn't tell us because she didn't want presents or a party-"

"BOOOO!"

"-so tonight she's going out with a few friends-"

"Not dressed like that, she's not!" Heath then interrupts.

You and the girls all cackle, even more so when the other boys are seen vaguely nodding along.

"But next week she's all ours. So, Baby," David says, coming in closer so the camera is practically in your face, "any last words before you're too drunk to make good choices?"

"Yeah. If my tits pop out of this shirt, I'm throat punching Natalie for encouraging me to wear it."

"Hey!"

More laughter rings out and you can't help but laugh as Zane, Todd, and David struggle to not look at your chest.

"Jesus, Baby," Heath mumbles. "Will you please change?"

"Nope."

"If you don't change, we're following you to the club," Jeff says.

You grin. "Well then I guess you're following me to the club."

Thirty minutes later, you're sitting on Todd's lap on one of the middle seats in David's Tesla. He and Jason are in the front, you, Todd, Jeff, and Zane in the middle, and Heath and Ilya in the back.

"You know, I didn't think you were actually serious that you'd accompany me to the club," you say. "Or pick up Jason and Ilya."

Ilya laughs from the back seat. "Todd sent me a pic of your.. chest. I was torn between wanting to put a shirt on you and ogling the picture some more."

"Todd!" David laughs. "You didn't?!"

"I'm sorry!" He laughs.

"She's like our baby sister, man," Jeff chuckles. "What is wrong with you?"

Todd laughs, his arms lazily wrapped around your waist. "I was so confused! I mean, I know it's Baby, but.."

"We ain't never really seen Baby's boobs on display like this. It's confusing. And upsetting," Zane says.

"Now you boys know how it feels for us girls when you walk around in nothing but your boxer briefs. I mean, you guys are like family. Sort of. But you're all still so pretty. It's confusing."

The rest of the drive doesn't take very long and soon enough David's pulling up to the club your girl friends are all waiting outside of. And before you can open the door, Todd's holding on tighter as Jason turns around in his seat. David records what comes next.

"Ground rules," Jason says, putting on a mock serious expression. "Very little alcohol, no drugs, no boys, no hook-ups, no-"

"Yes, dad, I get it. Have fun, but not too much fun." You sigh. "Can I go now?"

"Listen here, young lady." You snort and all the boys snicker at Jason's tone. "You are only just barely legal-legal. You're lucky I'm even considering letting you out of this car!"

"I love you guys, but you're all idiots. I'm going now." You tap on Toddy's arm to let go, which he does, and you make your escape soon after.

Then making sure the tape has done its job and kept you covered, you pull down on your shorts from where they'd ridden up. You wave to the boys as soon as the door closes, but you only make it a few feet before Jason's voice is ringing out.

"Call us if you run into any trouble! We mean it, Baby!"

You stumble and glare over your shoulder when people start to stare, you flipping off all the boys now laughing. Your girl friends then walk up to you, staring between you and the car of boys in amusement. "Don't ask," you grumble. "I need a drink asap."

          - X - X - X - X - X -

By the time you're stumbling out of the club, every one of your girls are completely smashed. Makeup is smudged, shoes are in their hands, and one of your girls is a crying mess. Your mind is a little fuzzy and some things look like they're in slow motion when you move a little too fast. Thankfully, however, you had enough of your wits about to order an Uber for the girls and call David to come pick you up just because.

The Uber gets there before David, so you quickly wrangle up the girls and get them in the van. Then left alone, you take a seat on the curb and mess about on your phone to keep yourself occupied. Your Instagram has blown up with notifications from all the sloppy pictures your girls had posted and tagged you in, and all the comments your other group of friends had left on them.

There's whistling behind you, followed by some catcalls that make you slightly uncomfortable, but you do your best to ignore it.

Finally the familiar white Tesla pulls up and you sigh in relief. The front passenger window rolls down and Todd's beaming smile greets you. "Someone doesn't look like they've had fun."

"I was until some idiots ruined it."

"Aw, Baby, whose asses do we have to kick?"

You huff a laugh as you attempt to get up, only to trip and bump into the side of David's car. You can hear him cackling from the inside. The back passenger door opens, and Zane and Jeff are recording you with their phones.

"Seriously, Baby, who pissed you off?"

"Just some-"

"Yeah, sweetheart, flash us those tits!"

The shouting startles you and you grimace, looking towards the source of crude remark. The guy who shouted, plus all his friends, laugh as they shove each other around and continue staring at you. Todd leans his head further out the window and Zane halfway exits the car.

"Flash us your tits! Flash us your tits!"

"Suck my dick!" You suddenly bark back, your anger spiking. The catcalling morons seem startled you spoke back, they still laughing but no longer chanting. "What? You think it's cute to act like jackasses? You wanna see tits so bad, go home and jerk off to PornHub."

"You tell 'em, girl!" A random group of girls cheer you on.

"Fuck, Zane, get her in the car!" Jeff says.

"You wanna go, you little bitch? Lets go, motherfucker!"

"Zane, grab Baby!"

You start to walk off, but arms wrap around your waist and pull you back.

"Yo, man, come get your girl! She's fuckin' crazy."

"What the hell did you just say?" Zane stills and suddenly you're the one nudging Zane back to prevent him from marching up and starting a fight.

Suddenly David's in your face, the light on his camera blinding as he laughs in your and Zane's face. Todd and Jeff do their best to calm the situation, and then you're being herded into the Tesla. And even though there's two perfectly empty seats in the back, you're seated on Zane's lap in the middle seat with Jeff beside you.

"Are you kidding me right now?" Jeff suddenly muses, chuckling the further David gets from the club. "You went from 0 to 100 in a blink."

You frown. "They started it. I ignored it at first, but the chanting really got under my skin."

"You're a mean drunk," Todd giggles. "You went off on those guys. I seriously can't wait until next week."

"I can. Everything feels super slow right now. It's almost making me dizzy." Since you're sitting sideways in Zane's lap, you place your head on his shoulder and snuggle in. "This sucks."

"No, no, no. Don't you dare puke in my car."

You burp. "No promises."

[kirisaki-daichi-scenarios]

How'd you think kiridai, haizaki, imayoshi, nash and jason would use insta? (I know it isn't popular in Japan but still)

Hanamiya Makoto

his account used to be public but he made it private after getting fed up of having to delete comments like “you scumbag you broke my friend’s ribs rot in hell” from his posts which were just cute pictures of the kiridai cat (yes i’m bringing this ancient headcanon back) 

so now he only allows follows from people he knows and trusts which means literally just the kiridai team, imayoshi, maybe a couple classmates, and his mum 

and then within that circle, he has the other kiridai boys on his close friends list and they’re the ones who see the stories that ‘reveal his true nature’ 

like hanamiya sees that someone who played against him has made a post about their journey going through shoulder rehab (no guessing who gave them their shoulder issues), so he reposts that post to his close friends story with the caption “time for a round two?”

meanwhile the posts his mum sees are just pictures of the kiridai cat or pages from some books he’s been reading recently

(n.b. hanamiya’s mum very rarely uses instagram. she only uses the account to keep up with family members, and only made it in the first place because hanamiya had just made his and she wanted to make sure he didn’t get cyberbullied. 

meanwhile her son is the one who has been repeatedly suspended from instagram for bullying.)

Hara Kazuya

has a lot of accounts and if not for the fact that he has basketball and other hobbies he would be chronically online

so there’s one main account which has just a couple photos that make him look cool (a photo of him dunking, or him drumming with good lighting) and occasionally he’ll post a picture on his stories of the city under a dawn sky and a note of the time so everyone knows he’s out grinding streetball at stupid o’clock. 

the main account is his only public account and he only really has it so that, if anyone (family friends, basketball players from other schools) search him up, those curated posts are all they’ll see. he only posts that occasional story in order to see if anyone’s been stalking him.

then there’s the finsta which is what he’s most active on. he posts several times a week on this account and the posts are all either 1) shitposts and memes that make little to no sense, 2) pictures of fellow kiridai members at very bad angles, or 3) photos from matches that he wants to mock, like a picture of kiyoshi’s face in agony as his knee got broken with the caption “tfw tanaka-sensei sets a pop quiz.”

and finally hara has his assortment of troll accounts, most of which he uses to pretend to be a high school girl living in the general Tokyo area so that he can catfish classmates when he’s bored. 

hara has so many of these accounts that he’s created a cinematic universe of his own with elaborate storylines about the tumultuous friendships between these non-existent girls. they’ve become kiridai’s answer to d&d whenever the boys are bored.

plus these catfish accounts have now become strategic. several of the ‘girls’ are in talking stages, and even online relationships with, basketball players from other schools. this means that a) hara can get intel from the players and b) as soon as any important match comes around, he breaks up with/ghosts the guy, in the hope that it’ll make them place worse.

it goes without saying that it was hanamiya who invented this innovative technique of psychological warfare but hara’s the one who puts the hours in - to the point where it would be a little suspicious how well he can pretend to be a teen girl in love if not for the shit-eating grin on his face whenever he goes through his collection of screenshots of messages begging “her” to take them back 

(sidenote - can you imagine how well okamura would fall for this?) 

(i’m thinking of a yandere!okamura x catfish!hara fic…)

Furuhashi Kojiro 

has two Instagram accounts

account number one is the one his teammates/family/friends follow. it’s a private account that he doesn’t use very much apart from liking friends’ posts. he has a few photos on there, but mostly photos of scenery from holidays

account number two is public, with around 10k followers. it’s completely anonymous and no one irl knows he has it. this account posts quite regularly and every post is an aesthetic picture either of his plants or what he’s baked recently. and when i say aesthetic, i mean aesthetic: the perfect warm lighting and usually some berries or something framing the centrepiece of the photo. 

the captions are usually quite short and wholesome: “making melonpan can be difficult but i find the challenge refreshing” “when the days become stressful, i turn to these larch bonsai to remind myself to stand tall” “i am trying a new macaroon recipe. may it bring great riches.”

he’s also started posting some reels on this account, mostly timelapses of bread rising or plants growing etc

furu uses very few hashtags but somehow still gets super high engagement. his followers adore him and have collectively assumed he’s a fem lesbian living in the countryside somewhere with her beloved girlfriend. (furuhashi naturally never corrects anyone because he wants to keep it anonymous.) the comments are all “cottagecore queen” “i owe all my mental health to you” “the only unproblematic account on Instagram” 

so yeah, on instagram, furu is considered an angel

Jason Silver

this man has not posted a single photo where he is not shirtless

and his stories are like 30% videos from streetball practice and 70% thirst traps which he pretends he’s posting to show his gains... but everyone knows he’s just posting them to try attract the three women who followed him back

his following is around 50% ‘baddies’, 45% nba players, and 5% friends and a few streetballers that he’s played against before

(he follows very few streetballers because he thinks it’s beneath him to follow losers and see how they’re improving. he’s so good at basketball he has no need for that, duh.)

(in reality he has no need to stalk prospective opponents because nash does it for him.)

also actually headcanon that most of jason’s posts are videos of him breaking the hoop while dunking or just generally basketball action shots, because jason can’t pose in front of a camera to save his life

you can’t blame him really - that’s a lot of man to fit in one small lens

Haizaki Shougo

no profile photo, no posts: 100% anonymous account. man just uses his Instagram account to get material to jerk off too - pretty much every single account he follows is of an onlyfans model. (he would still be following some female classmates and kise’s ex girlfriend if not for the fact that they’ve all blocked him.)

in the end, haizaki has no friends to interact with and no aesthetic life he can post about, so why would be bother having a more social instagram

added bonus of the anonymous account is that he can use it to stalk others - and he does like his stalking. 

sometimes he stalks the gom’s accounts, and he tells himself it’s just to make fun of them being desperate for likes or looking pretentious, but really he gets a “what could have been” feeling from scrolling through all the photos (and it hurts -- especially seeing videos of them playing together like back in middle school.)

and sometimes haizaki stalks his fukuda sogo teammates. again, he tells himself it’s just to mock them, and he’ll see photos of them hanging out together and be like “what fucking losers who would want to be seen with them.” but there’s a little pang of loneliness in his heart all the same.

Yamazaki Hiroshi

has had the same instagram account since he was 10 and he never deletes or archives any posts so if you scroll far down enough, you’ll find videos of pre-pubescent him and hara doing ‘parkour’ (literally just jumping over benches and off swings) or those chain posts like “share this with five friends or you’ll be haunted forever.)

zaki’s is a private account with a couple hundred followers - his teammates obviously but also family, cousins, some classmates, some of hara’s catfish accounts, and even a couple fellow high school basketballers from distant enough teams that they somehow haven’t realised that zaki is a member of the infamous kiridai. 

he posts semi-regularly and mostly just very normal, mundane posts - photos from family holidays, a tasty udon noodle bowl he had the other day and maybe the occasional streetball photo (typically with one of the kiridai boys in the frame instead of zaki – zaki’s not a huge fan of photos of himself)

zaki’s feed is mostly hara’s shitposts and also streaming clips from his various video games, and if you do ever see his account in the ‘wild’, it will be him backing up hara’s finsta after hara made a particularly outrageous comment somewhere

because a real friendship takes two people: Person 1 who just stirs shit up, and Person 2 who defends Person 2’s shit-stirring by cursing out every commenter who criticises them

[werewolfbansheelove]

Surprisely Adoption

Jason Nash x Reader

Summary: You were like a daughter to Jason Nash and you were raised in his family and you really wanted Jason to adopt you. It's also your birthday soon, what would happen if you get your wish?

Warnings: Language, super emotional things and Drinking

Word Count: 865

It was 2 days before your 19th birthday and you have been living with Jason Nash since the age of 9. His own kids will also refer you as their older sister and it really touched you.  You never had a dad before when you were young and Jason has been there for you to fill that hole.  You had always seen Jason as your dad figure and Jason saw you as his own daughter. 

Since you were turning 19 in two days you really wish that Jason would adopt you soon. 

You were hanging out with David in his Tesla and he was doing a vlog video. "So, your birthday is in two days, what do you really want?" David asked. 

"If I told you, it won't actually come true." (Y/N) said with a small smile. 

"Oh come on, tell me about it." David begs her. 

You sighed and says, "Okay, fine. But you promise to not tell anyone." 

"I won't." He says. 

"Okay, so you know that Jason has raised me since I was 9 right?" David nods in remembering. "I want Jason to  actual become my dad. By that I mean I'm hoping he will adopt me." She said. "But you have to promise me, you won't tell dad." (Y/N)'s (E/C) eyes widened when she called Jason dad. 

Even David's eyes widened as well. 

Oh so she thought, because after David dropped her off at Jason's house, Jason got in the Telsa and David spilled the beans. "So, Jason..." 

"So David..." Jason repeated the same tone to David and it made David laugh a little before he begins to say. 

"So you know (Y/N)'s birthday is coming up soon." David says in a slow tone. 

"Yes, David I do know." Jason said. 

"Do you have any ideas for a birthday gift for her?" David asked. 

"Not really sure but I think it's time to probably get her own car. Since she has her lessons since I helped her with it and maybe you can help me with it." Jason said. 

"I guess we could but maybe you can make it official and finally adopt her." David said. 

"Oh yeah, true.  Will you help me with it?" Jason asked. 

"Sure, I will. From our good friend seatgeek." David said, laughing a bit and Jason joins in.

__________________~***~_________________

It's now your 19th birthday and you told David to not throw a party, you only want a small gathering of friends. 

You were wearing a (F/C) casual dress and silver leather flip flops and a small tiara on your head. Under your dress, you had your (F/C) bikini on, since you were going to let David and the vlog Squad spray you with water or go in a moving van with two pool in it. 

Everyone in the vlog Squad and Wyatt and Charlie were at David's place. David was running his vlog camera and it's mostly on you, after singing happy birthday and having cake. 

“Let’s do gifts!” David suggests, looking at Jason with a proud smile.

He nods, and runs back into the house to grab a handful of gifts.

"Oh, guys you didn't have to get me anything, this is all perfect for me. I'm surrounded by all of my friend and Family that I grew up to love." (Y/N) said with a proud smile. 

You had opened all the Vlog Squad gifts, David's gift and Wyatt and Charlie's gift  that they gave you, it was a variety of things like Jewelry, clothes and a cute picture of yourself, Wyatt and Charlie that from both of them. 

But she finally gets to a box that was from Jason. “What’s this?” (Y/N) smiles, looking at Jason who’s sitting beside you on David's  lounge couch. 

You pulls the bow off and opens the box looking down at the papers confused. (Y/N) pulls the stack out of the box reading the top underlined words and gasping loudly.

Jason tenses and holds his breath as you covers your mouth with her hand, looking up at Jason. 

“Oh my god,” You sobs, setting the papers down on your lap and pulled Jason into a father and daughter hug, as surprisely Jason even started to cry.

Everyone watching the pair with wide eyes not really sure what’s going on, but David did knew that he was also tearing up. 

"What's happening, what's the gift?" Zane asked. 

You pulled out of the hug and saw David tearing up and giggled at him. "You told him, didn't you David?" 

"I had to." Davis said. 

"What the hell's going on, what's the fucking gift?!" Todd asked, getting impatient. 

"It's adoption paper, Jason's finally adopting me into his family." (Y/N) said, smiling tearful. 

Then everyone starts cheering for you and Jason. 

You're officially (Y/N) Nash.

Best birthday ever!!

[isthisthingeven0n]

missing you : d.d

thank you to the anon who requested this, I hope this is along the lines of what you were after.  not exactly sure how long I’ll be writing on this blog for, but I’m enjoying it for the mean time. i kinda struggle with ‘short and sweet’ after finishing a fucking novel (its a long story)  anyhow, if you have a request or something you would like me to write, feel free to drop me an ask or a message :)

brief summary: david learnt trisha’s cousin was coming to visit, yet you weren’t what anyone had anticipated arriving in their lives 

When Jason told us Trishas cousin was coming to visit, Y/n was the last thing I was expecting.

At first, we all thought she was lost. That she got the wrong address or the wrong Trisha. And then wondered if she was adopted at some point as no one could fathom how she and Trisha were family.

Trisha was loud, overly honest and bold. Y/n was a bit more reserved, low-key and didn’t bother much with being ‘on’ all the time.

Sometimes she’d come around with Jason when she was bored and we’d all just chill. Then, once I was sure she was comfortable enough with the idea, she became a frequent member of the vlogs.

Yet, like every good thing, it came to an untimely end. Y/n was only staying for three months before travelling, and when she was vacant from the vlogs all I saw on social media was comments and questions.

‘Where did Y/n go?’

‘Did Jason and Trisha break up again?’

‘We want more wholesome Y/n and David content again.’

They were all along the same lines, and I couldn’t deny I missed having her around. She was a newer addition to the group, but she blended in within days. Everyone made jokes with her, made videos and I watched as Todd tried to flirt with her. 

Closing my mac after finishing editing I wander into the living room where Jason and Trisha are cuddling. “Hey, it’s the main man!” Jason slurs, and Trisha bursts into hysterics. 

I roll my eyes, wishing my camera was charged. Guess Snapchat will have to do. “Guys,” I laugh into my screen as I watch the two of them roll around on the sofa, Trisha barely able to keep her hands off of Jason. “Jason and Trisha just got in from dinner and they’re pissed.” 

Turning the camera around I can’t stop a laugh escaping my mouth. “You know David,” Trisha slowly sits up, trying to look at me seriously but struggles as she holds onto Jason. “you and Y/n were the cutest.” She giggles and Jason grunts, moving her aside. 

“Yeah man, she talked about you a lot on the way to the airport.” He clears his throat, and I quickly cut recording. My phone now in my back pocket as I perch on the edge of the sofa. 

“Well, she was my friend. We got on super well.” I shrug it off, knowing thinking about her is useless at this point. She’s in New Zealand, and then she’ll be in Japan, followed by Russia and so on. “She’s having the time of her life from the looks of things.” 

“Wait,” Trisha suddenly snapped out of her flirty, giddy state. “you guys haven’t talked?” I slowly shake my head, unsure what else to say. “She came home. Couldn’t hack it.” She says it as if it’s nothing. 

That she hasn’t given up on something she wanted to do for so long.  Something she talked to me about leading up to her leaving as she showed me all the places she wanted to see. Everything she could’ve done, but she came home? 

“Why?” Concern takes over my unphased attitude. “I mean, is she okay?” 

Trisha rolls her eyes. “She got lonely. Say’s she ‘didn’t expect to see so much and realise she was so alone.’ Some shit like that I think.” 

I stand up, and Jason smiles to Trisha. “You going to see her, Dave?” He and Trisha share a look as if they know something I am oblivious to. 

“What?” I ask, and Trisha stands up uneasily. 

“Well well well.” She giggles as she lightly pokes my chest. “Y/n is back, and is staying with me for a while.” I look over to Jason, who half smiles. “And, we can’t help but notice the looks you give her, and how she talks about you when you aren’t in the room.” 

Heat rises through my veins towards my cheeks, but I try to suppress it. “So? She’s my friend.” I state, attempting to tell myself that more than them. “It’s not like she would like me back or anything anyway.” I mumble, but despite Jason's shitty hearing, he stands up and pats my shoulder. 

Before I know it I’m in my car, driving the three of us to Trisha’s to surprise Y/n with, well me. “I still think this is dumb.” I state, and Trisha slaps my arm. 

“No, fuck you, David, this is romantic!” She whines and looks to Jason for back up who merely nods. 

*

As we pull up Trisha gets her camera out, documenting this as she goes in first. 

“What am I doing Jason?” I turn to ask him, and he shakes his head.

“I really have no fucking idea. I mean, with Trish I usually just go with a lot of things. But this might actually work out better than most of the things I consent to with her.” He half-jokes as he climbs out of the car, leaving me gripping onto the steering wheel as my knuckles turn white. 

I follow behind Jason, and then I hear her. “David?” Her voice picks up, and then I see her running towards me. 

Her arms are wrapped around me in an instant. The sweet smell of her hair, the warmth that radiates from her onto me. I hug her back, and I can’t help but pick her up and spin her around. 

It’s the kinda shit you see in a film, and with Trisha yelling from the top of her drive, it sure does feel like it. 

“I thought you were gone for a year?” I ask as I let her go, and she lowers her head. 

A small dry laugh escapes her. “Yeah, so did I.” She shuffles her feet and begins to pick at her nails. “Being so far away on my own made me reflect a lot on what I left behind here.” 

Her eyes meet mine, and there’s something different this time. Maybe it’s just the poorly lit street, or my mind playing tricks. But she’s not just looking at me, she’s looking in to me. 

“And what did you leave behind? A toothbrush?” I uneasily joke, and she chuckles. 

I watch as her hand brushes along mine, and I observe her movements as her hand is in mine. Seeing them together, her hand in mine I feel like I’m observing this from above, an outside perspective. It doesn’t feel real. 

“Maybe a bit more than a toothbrush.” She jokes and leans towards me. 

Her other hand rests on my shoulder as she lightly kisses my lips. Just once. 

“Oh, a chapstick?” I don’t know what else to say. Humour is always a go-to resort. 

“You’re supposed to kiss her you douche!” Jason yells and we both look up at the two of them. “You’re literally ruining a perfect moment, fuck you guys I’m going inside.” 

We watch as he waves us off, and heads inside. Trisha shortly follows, yelling to Y/n some safe sex advice that should not be repeated. 

“Well, I guess-”

Before she says anything else I use this moment of isolation to hold her face in my hands and kiss her. For a split second she doesn’t react, and then she is kissing me back. 

It’s rough, it’s everything we should’ve said to each other before she left. 

“I fucking ship it!” Trisha screams causing us to stop. 

“Trisha let the kids have their moment,” Jason yells from inside, and then the moment is over as they argue for all the neighbourhood to hear. 

*

Watching the footage back, I can’t help but cringe. “We look so shit.” Y/n looks up at me as we lie in her bed. “But I guess that was when we became ‘official’ or something along those lines?” 

She leans into my chest as my arm rests around her, and I move the stray piece of hair that hangs in her face. “It was worth the wait.” I whisper as she snuggles into me, closing her eyes and mumbles three letters I’ve been waiting to hear since I told her the same the night I kissed her. 

[erina-writes-headcanons]

Jabberwocky and Other Masterlist - Kuroko no Basuke

Hello Everyone, This is the Masterlist of my planned post and the link to the post of the scenarios. You also can see some of the symbols below.

🌹: Smut

🥀: Angst

🍭: Fluff

😂: Comedy

🧐: Random

🧸: Domestic

😐: Non-Specified

🗡️: Gore/Yandere

❤️: Romantic

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Nash Gold Jr.

S/O is Visiting Them and The Team Didn't Know About Them Dating (Part 2) ❤️🍭😂

Disregarding S/O Hard Work and Realizes It🥀❤️🍭

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Jason Silver

Their Reaction Hearing a Rumour of Their S/O Cheating🥀🗡️

Disregarding S/O Hard Work and Realizes It🥀❤️🍭

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Nijimura Shūzō

S/O is Visiting Them and The Team Didn't Know About Them Dating (Part 2) ❤️🍭😂

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Haizaki Shougo

Their Reaction Hearing a Rumour of Their S/O Cheating🥀🗡️

Disregarding S/O Hard Work and Realizes It🥀❤️🍭

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Seiho

Ryūhei Kasuga

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Sakamoto Kenjirō

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Tsugawa Tomoki

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Others

Alex Garcia

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[mrs-dobrik]

Keep It Down

David

Summary: “imagine the vlog squad walking into David’s house and hearing your moans.”

Words: 1,3 K

Warning: smut, filthy, filthy, smut.

David has just woken you up with kisses peppering your bare shoulder. His hands ran down your back causing goosebumps to appear on your skin as the cold rings sent shivers down your spine. His hand landed on your bum, holding it and kneading it as you shifted to face him. You had crazy bed hair and a sleepy smile but your legs still intertwined as you leant in to kiss him.

“Mm g’morning.” You mumbled, smiling into the kiss.

He hummed in response and gave your shoulder a little push before rolling on top of you. You giggled, still half awake as you wrapped your arms around his neck with your hands finding themselves raked through his messy hair. He retracted his lips from yours and started placing sloppy kisses on your jaw, neck and collarbones. You giggled as his hands brushed up and down your sides and his kisses landed on sweet spots. Goosebumps started washing over your skin as he tickled you and because the sheets had disappeared from your half bare body.

He shifted lower and looked up at you eagerly as he found your nipples hard from the goosebumps, you giggled at his silly reaction but soon sighed after he took one in his mouth. You played with his hair, encouraging him more. With his other hand he gave your other boob a squeeze before tracing his thumb over your nipple. You sighed again, causing him to smirk up at you. He placed another kiss on your lips and dragged a hand down to the hem of your panties. You stomach fluttered but he teasingly avoided what you wanted and started tracing soft circles over your thighs.

“Dave,” you whines desperately, “please.”

“Please what, bub?” He teased with a kiss, “Use your words.”

“Please touch me.” You whines as he continued to rub your inner thighs.

On your requests he pulls your thighs apart and traced a finger over your clothed slit, your hips bucked up trying to get more but he pushed them back down. He dragged a finger up and down your slit a few more times before pulling off your panties. He pressed a kiss to your pussy and then returned back to lay alongside you. He kissed your lips as his fingers slipped between your folds, making you moan into the kiss.

“So wet already angel?” He asked as he slid a finger in your dripping pussy. You moaned lowly and nodded for him.

He pulled his finger out and circled it against your clit before going back to put two fingers in your cunt. “Fuck baby, you so tight, you’re already stretching on my fingers.” He moaned as he entered you.

He pumped the two fingers in and out of you agonizingly slow, making you whine and whimper, “David please,” you begged as you moved your hips trying to make his movements greater, “harder, faster, something, please.”

He smirked and gave your neck a few kisses, still maintaining his slow pace. He shifted up so that his face hovered over yours, he looked you in your eyes and pulled his fingers out till only the last knuckle was inside you. He then slammed them back in making you moan loudly and tense up in pleasure.

He pumped his fingers into your pussy faster and placed his thumb between your folds allowing it to rub against your clit every time he pumped into you. You moaned and whimpered as he pleasured

you. He started pumping into you even faster making you want to start screaming in pleasure but you bit back your screams, letting only moans escape you.

You were suddenly disturbed by David’s phone ringing. He pulled his fingers out of you before leaning over to his side table, causing you to whine. “Who is it?” You groan.

“Just Jason, don’t worry about it. I’ll see what he wants later.” He said almost breathless before bringing his attention back to you.

He gave you a deep kiss before pulling back and sitting on his knees. He pushed two fingers into your pussy again making you arch your back. He then pumped them in and out a few times before he leant down and started placing sloppy kisses to your clit. “Oh fuck,” you moaned out as he licked your clit and started curling his fingers up into your g-spot.

He curled his fingers faster and licked your slit before adding a third finger and stretching your pussy. “You’re doing so good baby.” He hummed as he flicked his tongue over your clit. You moaned and lifted your hips making him hold you down with his free hand.

“Hold it baby, let me fuck you.” He cooed as he pulled away from your pussy. You whimpered and lifted your hips, trying to gain contact. He chuckled as he pulled his underwear down, freeing his hard cock.

His precum dripping from the tip already as he pumped himself a few times before aligning himself with your entrance. He slammed into you, causing both of you moan as you held onto each other.

He thrusted in you fast and shallowly as he teased the tip of his cock, he took your hands and held them above your head, watching you whine as your craved his cock to full you.

“Harder!” You groaned as he still kept missing your sweet spots purposely.

“Say it nicely princesses.” He smirked and circled his thumb on your clit.

You hummed, appreciating the contact, “please fuck me harder Dave.”

He kissed you and started slamming his cock into you deeper and faster. You arched your back as a low groan left your lips and he let go of your wrists. You wrapped your arms around him as your nails scratched his back as he fucked his cock into you recklessly. His dick now pressing and brushing on the walls of your tight cunt, reaching your g-spot with every thrust. Your vision became hazy as your pleasure overwhelmed you.

“You taking me so well baby, such a pretty girl,” he praised as he felt your cunt starting to clench around his cock. “You gonna cum for me?” He hummed as his fingers found your clit again.

Arching you’re back and moaning, your eyes hooded as your mind became blank as the pleasure intensified.

“That’s it babygirl,” he cooed still slamming his cock into you, “milk my big dick.”

A pornographic moan left your lips as the first wave of your orgasm hit you. Your back arched against the bed and your nails dragged down David’s back as he took the chance to fuck you harder, only intensifying your orgasm. “Oh fuck, David! Fuck, please, fuck!” Your moans filled the room.

You started reaching the end of your orgasm as David reached his high, he thrust into you a few more times before you felt his cock twitch inside you, filling you with his cum. He groaned lowly and pulled out of you before pushing a finger into you and gathering up his cum and bringing it to your lips. You opened your mouth and sucked on his finger as he smiled at you.

“Such a good little slut.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead before gathering you up into a big cuddle for a few moments.

After cleaning up and giving each other plenty of cuddles you both got up to get coffee and some breakfast. He opened the bedroom door and you followed behind him but soon stumbled into his back as he stopped walking.

“Good morning guys.” Jason chuckled as Zane and Heath laughed along.

“Have fun?” Jeff teased causing you and David to gain a bright blush.

“Shut the fuck up,” David chuckled, pulling you into him and walking into the kitchen, “Get out my house, at least I’m getting some!” He fought back, the rest of the group chuckled.

“You definitely doing something right by the sounds of it.” Corinna teased making everyone crack up again.

“You should start answering your phone more often.” Jason teased as David flipped him off.