#n it turns out im the actual clown here

[justanotheruser]

And here I thought I'll never go deep into FNAF besides its lore, boi was i wrong

[kenlvry]

LISTEN TO ME RN HEAT ME TF OUT STANS GANG + CRAIG DOIGN THE LIPSTICK TREND FROM TICTOK WITH READER

the lipstick trend with stan and craigs team

an, I AM LISTENLING ANON DONT WORRY. no idea what you mean by heat out though 🤨 , 17-18 and gn reader but use of her in tolkiens

kenny

he was the one who suggested it, it came across his fyp one day and he sent it to you "lets do this come over rn." "you asked, why dont you come to my house? 🤨" "why don't i cum in your mom" "HUH 😧" "im here."

you both definitely argue on what lipstick you should wear "okay but i don't even use pink lipstick" "well you should" "its light colour its not gonna appear" "well fuck 😒"

the process of kissing his face is wild, he would suggest to do his lips as the first place "KENNY HOW ARE WE GONNA DO THIS TREND IF YOU KEEP TRYING TO MAKE OUT WITH ME" "ITS NOT MY FAULT"

after like2 hours you finally get the lipstick on his face. now the tiktok was even harder he wouldn't stop laughing. you'd give up and he apologises while laughing

thank god you guys were able to finish it under 1 hour it turned out really good, at the end of the video he kissed you and you wanted to cut that part but he said keep it for like and its true the comments were all about the kiss on the last clip

kyle

okay he too wanted to ask you first but he was kinda shy and waited for you to ask and you did!! woohoo for kyle

"kyle wanna do this" "OKAY" he insists on picking your lipstick and picks the ugliest colour like what 😐

to him there was no such thing as an ugly colour buy it didn't suit your face so no way.

the process of it was calm, he at first wanted to put on the lipstick for you but you looked like a clown has mans never put on lipstick??

he watches you as you kiss him and reapply lipstick and then kiss him again, he feels like a princess fr 🤭🤭

he hasn't seen his face yet so when you record and he saw his face he laughs out loud, "LMAO WHY DO I LIKE THAT??" "WDYM"

you would tell him to take off his hat which he refuses but you looked too cute, when it posted cartman was first to comment and you can already tell what he commented "ew gay" your followers defended you two though 🤭

stan

stan blushes internally when you ask him. "sure im down" DEEP DOWN HE WANTS KIDNAP YOY AND KEEP YOU TO HIMSELF

"what lipstick do you think matches me best, pink or red?" "id say my tip colour" "WHAT 😧"

he has to hold in the very urge to puke every time you kiss him because like you look so cute omg.

he looks in the mirror and is js like "damn, i did it". HE LOVES IT SOOOO MUCH YOU CAN TELL HE'S BLUSHING ONGG ‼️

he even directs you like "do here next, okay now here" its so cute 🤭🤭

when you record and the camera pans to him, he smiles and covers his face blushing bc he can't contain it. it was such a cute video and got iver 2 mil likes. cartman definitely commented "i bet you had to change your clothes 10 times"

cartman

"cartman lets do this" "what." "wdym? cmon its cute" "y/n no offense but that is the most gayest shit i've ever seen" " NO ITS NOT UTS CUTE" "my reputation is at stake if i do that be so for real" "okay I'm asking kyle then" "lets do it."

he actually been wanting to ask you for weeks now but doesn't know how so winwin. you take your absolute time picking your lipstick and he couldn't be more done with "hurry up this doesn't even effect anything" "shut up cartman if i use the right one people will ask what lipstick it is and i get views"

picking a lipstick was already a big deal just imagine the process "ew gay not on my lips" "cartman 😐" tbh he wish he could just make out with you rn but yk how mans is

now recording is even more a hassle "JUST SMILE IS IT SO HARD TO CRACK A SMILE" "NOT WHILE IM LOOKING LIKE THIS" the most he does is wipes your lipstick off and then he just gives a 🙄 look until the end of the video

the comments are just him getting teased at clydes commenting "NAHHH CAN'T BELIEVE HE AGREED TO THIS" kyles is "i can tell that this took a long time" and then wendys is "is that cartman or a clone of him". cartman is pissed af at the comment, he told you his reputation is at stake 😒.

he actually has it saved downloaded and also is his live wallpaper sooo.

butters

butters is the one who asked you this " um y/n can we do this? 😣" while twiddling his fingers, "OKAY"

he's all giddy and smily during the process, after every kiss his blushes intensifies and by the end of it he is just.. 🔴

even though it is the most simplest video ever he has to have a tutorial, he is asking questions for everything man, how do i wipe the lipstick, what do i do, do i smile when its on me , do i laugh??

you tell him what he thinks he should he and he starts kissing you bc rn the sexual tension between you two is intense (to him atleast, he thinks thinks hand holding is already intense)

everyone comments on how cute he is and yk how tiktok is so people comment "does he whimper" "submissive who?" and hes likw WHATTTTT 🧍

clyde

when you suggested this he nodded so hard his head probably was about to fall off. "clyde you wanna do this" "DO I???" ..... "well.. do you?" "i mean yeah it's like a way of- yes i wanna do it"

he loves any lipstick you wear so he lets you pick. after every kiss he looks in the mirror and kicks his feet giggling and you just stand there 🤨

he also tries to make it a makeout session like kenny, when you kissed on his lips he holds your neck and literally makes out with like cnon we have 9 more

when you first hit record and yk how the guy has to wipe your lipstick off, nah he grabbed you by the chin and slams his lips with yours "WHY DIS YOU DO THAT??" "its called content,you wouldn't know with your 9 likes and 70 views"

well you kept the clip and everyone in the comments were talking about it "need a boyfriend like you y/n" "why can't my boyfriend be like this" clyde is obviously gloating bc he had the idea.

tolkien

most romantic man you know, is the first to ask you. "y/n can we do this?" "OKAY BOO 😝"

"hmm which lipstick do you think babe?" "i think every lipstick makes you pretty, it doesn't matter if it doesn't suit you because in my eyes you look beautiful in anything ☺️" "what if i wore kim kardashians 2013 met gala dress" "might have to rethink what i said"

he smiles while you kiss him here and there, every once a while he kisses you back, it was such a cute moment for you two😝🤞🤞

when recording he looks at you while smiling during the whole video and it blew up fast because of that

"the way he looks at her" "wishing he was like this" "you got the bag that man is inlove", it blew in seconds fr

craig

"craig lets do-" "okay" "i didnt even ask you yet" "I'll do anything if its with you" "what if i asked you to have a threesome" ".....if its makes you happy idk.."

idk about you but i think he acts like he doesn't care but inside he is so happy you asked he's been wanting to ask you this but doesn't know how to start up the convo

he doesn't care what lipstick or where you kiss him, its just the way you press your lips on him and look at it then quickly reapply to do it again because it wasn't pigmented enough.

when recorded, he doesn't just wipe he makes you turn to face him by grabbing your chin, and he doesn't let go and just looks at you with those yk siren eyes.

people are simping over him ong "damn girlie share for us" "you mean OUR boyfriend" "tryna find someone as hot as him" and you are pissed fr he laughs at you cursing out the people, like bae dw my eyes only fo you 😝🤞

tweek

"tweek, wanna do this?" "but what if I can't remove the lipstick stain" "tweek what dw i have makeup remover" "WHAT IF THAT DOESN'T WORK 🤯🤯" "TWEEK"

okay so the lipstick may turn out ugly bc of how shaky he is but ITS OKAY BC ITS TWEEK DUH, "a-are you sure you dont want to redo this?" "tweek its fine"

he insists on redoing it the 2nd try turns our worse because he's even more twitchy because of how close you are☺️☺️☺️

his face is just red because he keeps wiping it off with his hands so you can redo it and its obvious too

recording it was so funny because you can't stop laughing at the smudge lipsticks

when posted the comments were so cute but... uh questionable some were "the way the smudges are so obvious 😭😭❤️" or "wishing my future relationship will be like this 🤭" and some were just "tip colour when?? 😜"

[stardustloserdoll]

hii can you do friends to lovers with johnnie x youtuber!reader? and the reader is like friends with jake and thats how they met? love your work btw <3

tyyy 🩷

you know i’ll keep you in my locket

“y/n you made it! come, i want you to meet someone!” jake quickly grabbed my hand, dragging me through the crowd pulling me in many directions. until he stopped in his tracks, “ah there he is.” jake spoke turning back giving me a smile. “johnnieee.” jake sang pulling me next to him with a big smile on his face.

“what.” the guy johnnie said looking up from his drink to look at jake. “this is y/n! remember i told you all about them?” johnnie nodded his head sending a smile towards me “yeah you yapped a bunch about them.” johnnie replied, making me laugh. “you know me, the yap king. anyways, y/n! this is johnnie.”

i smiled waving at johnnie “hey, nice to meet you. jakes also told me a lot about you. i like your shirt by the way.” johnnies eyes lit up “you like this band?” i nodded my head “i love them! i have all of their cds and posters all over my room.” i laughed putting my hands in my pockets. jake watching us with a big smile on his face.

“oh yeah johnnie! y/n is also a youtuber! i think you guys should do a collab together. it should be fun.” jake said wrapping his arms around our shoulders. “im down.” i smiled looking over to johnnie. “yeah me too.”

ever since that day, johnnie and i have been inseparable. every time i saw him, the bigger my crush on him got. i always got nervous and stuttered around him, probably making it obvious i liked him. i don’t know if i’ll ever tell him how i feel..

"hi everyone, today i have a special guest joining me…johnnie!" i smiled pulling him in frame "hi."

"johnnies going to attempt to do my makeup. i glanced at johnnie sending him a reassuring smile."i know he'll do great."

johnnie started applying the foundation onto my face, patting it down softly. "how about we tell them how we met." i said moving some hair out of my face.

"ooh you're right!" johnnie smiled moving onto the eyeshadow and mascara, "alright so we met at a party, and jake introduced us to each other. jake told me a lot about y/n, but i never got to meet y/n, but i'm glad i finally did."

"aww, johnnie." johnnie smiled tapping my knee signaling he was done. “how’s it looking.” i smiled. "it looks. pretty good actually. i made a mess though." he laughed cleaning where the mascara smudged. "i bet it looks great. now, the hardest part. the eyeliner." i said lifting it up to him. "oh god, if you look like a clown by the end of this im so sorry." johnnie held my face gently as he began applying the eyeliner.

"anyways,” johnnie said resuming “back to the story. it was an instant connection, we liked a lot of the same things, especially our humor. since then, we’ve literally been hang out like..everyday. i'd have to say my favorite person ever is y/n, sorry jake."

"you heard him jake. IM his favorite." i smiled sticking my tongue out. "okay, i think i did pretty good." johnnie said leaning back making sure the wings were sharp. "im really excited to see the finishing product." i said clapping my hands. johnnie set the eyeliner down and told me to open my eyes. "guys look at the matching necklaces johnnie and i got."

"we have pictures of each other in them." johnnie smiled opening the heart locket. "he looks so cute in this picture." i laughed raising it up to the camera. "y/n looks so pretty here." johnnie smiled looking into my eyes, glancing down at my lips.

“why are you looking at me like that.” i laughed pinching his cheek. “what do you mean!” johnnie yelled lifting his arms up. “you’re looking at me like you wanna kiss me.” johnnie turned away, mumbling something under his breath. “what was that johnnie?” he shook his head mumbling a ‘nothing.’ “wait i forgot the lipstick.” johnnie reached over and grabbed the lipstick, carefully applying it.

"okay y/n, are you ready to see your final look." i nodded my head and raised the mirror. “johnnie.” i gasped. “I TOLD YOU IT WAS BAD!” i shook my head. “NO ITS SO GOOD! you have a magic hand.” i smiled setting down the mirror. johnnie smirked at my comment making me hit his shoulder softly.

“okay guys, that’s the end of the video. thank you so much for watching! make sure to like and subscribe, andddd if you want more of johnnie i will have his channel linked down below. say bye johnnie!” i wrapped my arm around his shoulder waving. “baaaiii!”

“i had so much fun johnnie.” i grinned setting my hands on my lap. “me too, i always have fun with you y/n.” johnnie smiled as he played with the necklace. “uh y/n. can i ask you something.” i nodded my head “yeah of course.”

“well,” johnnie hesitated “um i’ve really enjoyed spending time with you lately, and we’ve gotten really close. the more i spend time with you, the more i start to fall even more in love with you.” i blushed placing my hands on top of his. “i feel the same way. ever since i met you i instantly fell for you. i love everything about you johnnie.”

johnnies eyes widened at that, a faint blush spreading on his pale cheeks. “well, what do you say we make it official?” i asked holding his hand. “id love to.”

[tremendouscreationperson]

Logan x Reader pt.10

Omg Im so sorry I'm not consistent with posting, it's my nans 70th so I am off this week so I should be able to be a bit better

Also my bestie's bestie and her wife got tickets to the eras tour without me and are going today so I needed Logan to comfort me - hence the posting 🤣🤣🤣

There be hysterectomy talk in this one

<<Part 9 Part 11>> Masterlist

Logan seemed to have fucked most of the anger out of his system. Not all. He was still frosty but he now spoke with you, entertained your small talk. 

“You hungry?” He asked, various fast food joints passing you by. 

“Yeah.” The nurses had given you food but after certain activities you weren't going to pass anything greasy up.

“What’d’ya want?” 

“Literally anything.” You scanned the street and pointed to the McDonalds. “That'll do.” Can't go wrong with a Maccas. 

“What you thinking?” 

“I dunno, do they still do the big n’ tasty?” 

“No.” He pulled into the car park. “You want to go in and look at the menu?”

You did but time was of the essence. “As long as we're quick.” 

“We can be quick.”  He hummed, reversing into a space.

You both hopped out of the jeep and entered the building. It was fairly dull in here. Wasn't McDonald's colourful? Full of children's characters and clowns? It was grey and brown and sleek and boring. 

Logan walked past you and tapped on a screen. It displayed all the different menu categories. 

“McDonalds has screens now?” You laughed in disbelief. You tapped the ‘whats new’ option. Everything had gotten bigger. There were larger nugget meals and burgers and wraps. 

Garlic cheese dippers, selects and all sorts of tasty goodness. 

You chose yourself a triple cheeseburger meal and some nuggets on the side. He picked a chicken box, a Big Mac meal and an array of sides. 

“You sure that's all you can eat?” You joked. 

“Fast metabolism.” 

“Are we going to be able to fit this all in the car?” 

“Yeah.” He pulled out his card. 

“Oh wait!” You quickly pressed the back button and ordered a strawberry milkshake. “A peace offering.” 

Logan's brows pulled an inch but he didn't comment. Laura was yet to have a milkshake, diabolical behaviour on your part. 

Your order number was 66. There were a lot of numbers before you so you perched on the back of an unoccupied booth.

Logan stood straight next to you, as though he was standing guard. So you decided to take advantage of that. Of him watching out for you. Your mind wandering to your ‘new’ body. You could heal. That was crazy. You still didn't understand the science behind that. The TVA had painlessly taken blood, spit and plasma samples. They had checked you for any diseases the Void could offer but the illuminati didn't. How did they have your materials to meld with the regenerative ones? Maybe they didn't. Surely they wouldn't just experiment with you though. Hopefully you weren't a guinea pig. 

“How fast you reckon it's gonna be?” You questioned looking at your wrists. 

“I dunno, twenty minutes max?” Logan turned from the screen to look at you. 

“No.” You giggled. “Healing.”

“Oh.” His eyes flickered to where you had exposed your wrist. “I wouldn't know.” 

You thrust it towards him. “Will you do the honours?” 

“Are you being fucking serious?” He stepped back. “After everything I've said you think I'd just cut you?” 

Okay okay, that was maybe a poor move on your part. “I guess?”

He rolled his eyes. “Ain't happening.” 

You grumbled but formed a field, manipulating it into a thin disc, making sure one edge was paper thin. Even a paper cut could show you.

The slice you had planned didn't work so you had to try again and yes! Well, maybe don't be too happy.. what would Dave say?! 

The cut was teeny. It was about ten centimetres but the little dot of blood told you it wasnt superficial. There was at least an element of actual harm. 

“I hate you.” Logan folded his arms. 

“No you don't, just watch.” 

The cut did nothing.

The two of you just staring, transfixed, at your wrist. 

“Maybe it has to be deepe-ahhh.” 

You could feel a warmth, it was hot. Red hot. And your skin was stretching. You could feel it tying itself together. None of this was really visible but the line did close. You had imagined healing wouldn't hurt... Yet here you were. 

You smirked up smugly. “It works!” 

He huffed but you could see how happy he was. His eyes were lit and his lips had tugged upwards. 

“Brilliant, eh?” 

“It's pretty good.” He kissed your crown. 

~~

You couldn't wait for the lift. Too excited. But taking the stairs wasn't an option so you did in fact wait for the lift. 

Gosh it took fucking forever.

Logan hadn't let you out of his sight, barely leaving to collect the food bags. He was really fucking happy. 

You were going to be safer than ever. 

All he could imagine as you lay in the hospital bed was “what ifs”. He knew it was entirely possible that he could hurt you. He knew he had nightmares and had had to buy a new mattress before due to them. He knew his claws came out when you fucked so what was to stop them when he was scared?

He hated the ideas so he projected them onto the one that had hurt you. 

Laura.

Laura was him. 

He'd never deny that. 

She was a younger version of him. 

She was the one that hurt you and I'm a way that spared Logan. 

She was to blame. 

“Laura!” You called as soon as the elevator doors opened. “Baby?” Jogging towards her door. 

You then halted. 

“What-ho-how do I approach this?” 

Logan didn't know. If he hurt you he'd be fucking distraught. He would kill himself a few times just to feel nothing, to stop the guilt. “Just be yourself?” 

You let out a whine but carried on and knocked at the door. It was open. The pressure of your knock opened the door. 

“Laura?” Your voice was unsure but you pushed the door the rest of the way and entered the dark home. 

The curtains were drawn and the lights were all off making it almost impossible to see her slip through the bedroom door, looking worse for wear, and stick to the corner. 

She was still wearing the clothes she had worn that night. Blood covering her hands and splattered across the mateiral. Her hair was unwashed, her eyes hollow, she hugged herself as she watched you move into the room. 

“Baby.” You raised the cup. “I finally got you that milkshake. It's strawberry. I think chocolate can sometimes be a bit meh so strawberry is the next best.” Why were you rambling?

Laura's eyes flicked to the cup and then to your ever present shadow: Logan. 

“I'm gonna… put it on the table?” You placed the cup in-between the two of you. “It's nice." 

She didn't make any movements.

Let's just cut to the chase then. “Laura, I'm fine.” You gestured to yourself. “In fact Tony Stark was able to alter my genes. I heal like you and Logan.” 

Her brow twitched. 

“Look.” You repeated the field and sliced across your arm. Laura's eyes widened and she gasped at the blood. Ah fuck. Maybe you shouldn't have. “Laura, just watch. It takes a second then it w-orks.” 

She watched your skin sew itself back together and her eyes watered. 

“Baby,” You weren't going to stand there and let her cry. “I'm coming over.”

She didn't back up, letting you stride to her. You immediately pulled her into a bone crushing hug, and she sobbed into your shoulder. 

“I'm fine and I don't blame you.” You repeated over and over again. “I love you.” She clutched onto your back, her body shaking with sorrow. “I don't blame you. You're my baby and I love you.” 

Logan took a step forward causing her to tense. 

“Lo stay back on this one.” You shushed into her ear, threading fingers through her hair. “It's okay Laura, he's not going to do anything.” 

It took a while but she did ease back into the embrace, her tears slowly creasing. 

Laura stepped back, looking at you with fat wet eyes. She gave you the tiniest nod and stepped around you to pick up the milkshake. 

She handed it to you and you took a drink. “I'd never poison you, love.” 

Laura seemed satisfied that you didn't die so took a drink herself. 

You could see the thoughts zooming through her mind. It was cold. Thick. Tasted unlike anything she'd had before. But she liked it. 

Laura drank silently from the straw and gave you the smallest hint of a smile when she released it. 

“I knew you'd like it baby.” You grinned down at her. “Right, we have to get you cleaned up.” 

~~ 

You'd run the bath for her and insist she hop in. Laura removed the crusty clothes and did follow your instructions. Neither of you cared that she was naked. You were past that. 

“Is it warm enough?” 

She nodded. You'd all become accustomed to cool water due to the Void so we're careful when running baths or turning the shower on. If it was too hot it felt suffocating. 

You dunked her sponge into the soapy water and plucked her hands in yours to clean them. The movements were methodical. You cleaned her wrist, then her palms then her knuckles and lastly her nails. She's ripped off the false ones, leaving her natural nails on show. 

When the water was a burgundy colour you let it out and refilled the tub. Laura sat and watched. “We're going to do your hair now. Tilt your head back.” 

You flicked the tap to connect it to the shower head and turned it on. The water splurged out and you hummed softly to undercut the noise. Laura let you rinse her hair. There were bits of dry blood and a leaf? in it. El had said she had run away. Good on them for finding her and bringing her back. Good on El for replacing the mattress and bedding. You'd have to thank them. You loved them so dearly for looking after her. 

Laura's eyes were tired by the time you'd finished. She stood and you wrapped a towel around her shoulders. 

She sat on the lip of the bath so you could towel dry her hair with a smaller towel and comb it. 

“Someone looks sleepy.” You kissed her nose. “C’mon, let's go to bed.”

She took a shaky breath and frantically shook her head. 

“It's okay.” You shushed her. “I'll take you to bed but I won't get in.” 

It broke your heart to see her allow that. You wanted nothing more than to tuck her under your chin and sleep soundly with your bubba. 

Laura pulled on a night shirt and eased into the bed whilst you quickly ran the spray over the tub, erasing any signs of blood. 

You found her in the bed waiting and sat next to her. Your hand smoothed her hair and you found yourself humming a long forgotten tune. It took seconds for her to sleep. 

~~

Logan was on you in an instant - the second - you walked through the door. He squeezed you tightly. 

“I'm okay.” You reassured him. “She's just-it's weird seeing her like that. She's normally so strong.” 

The two of you parted and you let him kiss your forehead. “You're a good mom.” 

You chuckled. “It's not easy.” 

“No.” His head shook. “But you are.”

You don't know why but the determination in his eyes made yours water. You sniffed and looked away. “She likes milkshakes.” 

“Of course she does.” He shrugged. “I do.”  You rolled your eyes at his reply but before you could argue he spoke again. “I'm sorry. I've been a dickhead.” 

“I can get why.” You placed a hand on his sideburn. “I do. But she's just a kid.” 

He nodded and kissed your palm. “You have no idea what would've happened if I lost you again.” 

You did know. He would've gone fucking feral. He would've killed Laura, then the others would've gotten involved and they would've fought and killed and not cared for the consequences. “You didn't lose me.” 

He smiled and bent his neck to kiss you. You met him halfway on your tiptoes, replicating the same amount of need. 

You both knew you were fucked. The world was fucked. Both were damaged goods. The chances of finding each other was next to none yet here you were. Kissing in your shared apartment. 

“I love you.” You whispered into the kiss, Logan used that to his advantage and delved his tongue into your mouth. You hummed letting your own dance with his. 

His hands cradled your face and spine. His palm was so big against your cheek, it made you feel safe. At home. He would protect you. 

You had to break the kiss to breathe, panting against his ear as he kissed his way to your nape. He loved your nape and you loved the way he nipped and sucked it, it was him claiming you. Him owning you. And when he bit down on your neck all your feminism flew out of the window. You would do anything for this man.

The hand on your cheek had travelled down to your chest, cupping a breast and giving it a delicate squeeze. You were still wearing that Deadpool set, with no actual cup, so when his thumb grazed over your nipple you felt everything. 

Logan wasn't one for slow. You knew that to be true because of the way he fucked you previously. But here he was taking his time. Savouring each hitch and groan that tumbled from your lips. 

You were actually being a bit useless here, letting him kiss and fondle you without doing the same. Quick to remedy that your hands found their way to his belt, fingers grazing the skin under his vest, and you tugged him that bit closer.  

Logan crowded you now. He was all you could see, hear, taste, smell and touch. He was all you needed. 

“Logan.” You breathed onto his lips, kissing him again. His lips were smooth, a nice juxtaposition to his gruff hair. Oh, but you loved the scratch. He was so manly. So hairy. He was everything rolled into one. 

You sensually licked his lips as your fingers unhooked his belt. 

Logan's half lidded eyes watched you as you pushed your tongue further out, keeping eye contact as you bent to make your mark on his neck. 

He groaned as you sucked, tongue swirling across the marred flesh. It then made its own way to his chest, kissing and sucking where the vest would allow. 

You gave him one look and he immediately removed the fabric. “Good boy.” You whispered against his pecs. Kissing them and letting your teeth catch certain areas. 

Logan watched with a baited breath and you slowly sunk to your knees. The unbuckled belt sitting at his hips as you unpopped the button, pulling the zipper all the way down. 

He let out a shudder when you nuzzled your nose against the visible boxers. Tugging the jeans down so you could kiss him through the fabric. You'd never get over how big he was. 

He was long and thick and if you thought his dick looked comically large in your hand you knew it would be difficult to swallow down. 

Still though, you teased him through the fabric. Kissing his head and sucking the wet patch. It was gloriously salty. 

“Y/N.” He muttered his hand making a home in your hair. 

You looked up at him as you pulled him from the boxers. His mouth was permanently set in a small ‘o’ but it widened when you licked a stripe from shaft to tip. 

You loved this. This fearsome warrior. This feral beast. The reason to genetically alter you, to ensure he was happy. Was putty in your hands. He would do anything for you. 

Maybe it was fucked up at at this precise moment you understood his plight. Why he was so angry. Why he had taken it out on Laura. She was technically to blame - never in your eyes though - and you got why he snapped. 

You sucked the head again before delving deeper. Yeah, you were right, it was far too big but you had hands for a reason. 

Pumping with your mouth and hand you make sure to be delicate. For some reason you wanted this to be soft. You wanted to treat him. Your Logan hadn't minded a bit of teeth but you tried your hardest to keep them away. 

He was trying to suppress his moans, trying to keep cool but he was dying. You were perfect. 

How were you this perfect? 

How did you know what he needed? 

Every fucking day! 

It was like you were a mind reader. 

Maybe you were. 

Maybe they'd altered you that way as well. 

Logan's hips urged to jut forward but he didn't want to ruin this. This was something he hadn't really experienced. This was sweet. This was soft. 

He was quick to fuck but no this wasn't that. You were being too nice for this to be called ‘fucking’. He hates to say it because you were literally just sucking his dick but this was definitely on the “making love” spectrum. 

“You're perfect.” He groaned out. “I fucking love you.” 

You hummed in response and he had to quickly pulled himself out. He could've spilt right there and then.

“Bed.” He ordered. “Now.” 

He wasn't going to cum in your mouth, no, he was going to fill you up. He was going to fuck you so full of his cum. He wanted you dripping.

You frowned cutely, your lips swollen and pouting was fucking amazing. Your cheeks were hot and your eyes were glassy so as he lifted you - pulling you closer - he got to see you. To really see how messy you were. Hair out of place and a line of drool on your chin. Fuck.

He wanted you.

He was going to lock you in the room.

You were his.

No one else's.

“I'm going to fuck you full of my seed.” His lips spoke against yours, not kissing you just touching you. “I'm going to fill you up.” He'd never felt like this before. “Breed you.” 

You shuddered and smiled but then your brows pinched. 

“Logan,” You pulled back to look him in the eye. “I- I don't have a womb.” 

The man stopped in his tracks. “What?” 

You chuckled. “Why else do you think we've been fucking the way we have with no consequences?” 

He made a noise. It made sense. He hadn't smelt the change in your cycle like he had the girls. “Yeah, I guess.” 

“I didn't realise you didn't know.” You looked guilty. “I'm sorry.” 

“No.” He kissed the corner of your mouth. “Don't be sorry.” 

You groaned non sensually. “Have I just killed the mood?” 

“No.” He shook his head and kissed your nose. You knew he was lying. 

“Logan. Don't shut me out, be honest.” 

“I'm just surprised.” He was truthful. “My Y/N had hers.”  

You bit your lip. “If I tell you what happened the mood will definitely be killed.”

He was curious. “C’mon.” He tucked himself back into his boxers and pulled his jeans back up before leading you to the sofa. You sat down, tucking your legs under your chin. He was sitting facing you, giving you his full attention. 

How do you say this in a way that won't set him off? Couldn't you go back to sucking his dick? That was so nice. You sighed. “The scar on my back...”

He lent forward, elbows on his knees. “I'm going to get angry again aren't I?” 

“Stryker had this man in his possession. He could make you see whatever he wanted you to see. Logan didn't know it was me.” 

//

It was confusing to wake up in the infirmary. Jean and Beast looking down at you. 

“Y/N.” Jean breathed in a sigh of relief. “I was worried.”

“You always fix me up.” You joked, feeling very sore. Your back and stomach were aching. It felt alien to be in this much discomfort. 

“We had to perform a procedure on you.” Beast clasped one of your hands. “It's very serious. You will be fine but we had to make a decision.” 

“Okay?” You were even more confused, trying to sit yourself up a little. The pain in your stomach didn't allow for that so you flopped back down.

“You were pierced by Logan and flung across the facility. When you landed you hit your front. A piece of piping damaged your womb and we were unable to save the organ.” 

As Hank spoke you got flashes of the scene. You didn't recall a pipe but you remembered the agony, calling for an evac. Begging for Logan's help. 

“To save my womb..?” You slowly understood. “So I've had a hysterectomy?” 

Jean tried to sooth you, placing a hand on your shoulder. “It is a small price to pay, we could've tried to save it and risked infection, risked your health.” 

“I'm not upset.” You told her matter of factly. “I'm just trying to figure out what happened.” You weren't upset. It wasn't a thing you'd thought of at this age. You weren't really the mothering type. Yeah, you looked after the students but that role was more ‘wine aunt'. You weren't fit to be a mother. Logan would be a good dad though. Oh, you'd have to tell him. 

What would he say? 

He'd naturally be upset he hurt you but would he forgive himself just to dislike being with you? What if you being unable to give him children was an issue? 

~~ 

You'd been transferred to your room. It was lovely and cosy. Blankets everywhere, pillows strewn and the wooden accents of Xavier's mansion felt more like home than being with your mother. 

You wondered how she was. What would she say about you being barren?

Sitting and sulking was how you spent your days. Food was brought to you - as you couldn't really move - by different members of your family. Scott brought flowers, Ororo made you a gorgeous curry, Jubilee gifted you a teddy. 

Each member of the team was welcome but you were waiting for him. 

They'd all told you he was taking it hard, drinking more, fighting more, caring less and less about his safety. He felt like shit but you didn't blame him. 

You felt guilty for not realising sooner it wasn't Logan. Your fields could stop his claws, they had in training. The two of you were paired up a lot to show the newbies how to fight. You worked well together and it was only a matter of time and rolling about on the floor before he asked you out. 

You decided at the end of the first week that if he wanted kids you wouldn't make him stay. You couldn't. You'd push him away, if needs be. 

It was day twelve when he knocked at the door. You could move, had showered - careful with your stitches - and dressed yourself for the first time. 

“Y/N.” He spoke by the door. 

You looked up from the Hobbit, smiling wide. “Logan, hi.” 

“I'm so so sorry.” He eased his way in, looking uncomfortable in your room in a way he had never previously. 

“Logan, it wasn't you, love.” You closed the book, placing it on your nightstand. “It could've been anyone.” 

“But I hurt you.” 

“I'm okay.” Wasn't exactly the best argument but it was true.

He shuffled over to your bed and sat delicately at your side, his feet still touching the floor. “I couldn't face you. Couldn't see you bruised because of me.” 

The bruising had gone down. You were looking normal again. “Again, babe, I don't blame you.” 

“You should.” His eyes left yours and he looked at the floor. 

The need to comfort him was so strong but you held back. Remembering yourself. You couldn't get too lost. Not when you were lacking. “Do you want kids?” 

The questions surprised both of you. You didn't mean for it to tumble out of your mouth but it had and now it was sitting heavily amongst you. 

Logan looked back at you perplexed. His eyebrows met but he stared into your eyes, considering your question.

He'd almost killed you. He could've killed you. His hands harmed you and you were asking if he wanted kids. Yo- he loved you so much. He should stay away. You'd get hurt again he knew you would. 

But he loved you. Whenever he imagined a future - and that wasn't often - he saw you with him. And now he saw a little girl and boy. The boy looked like him and the girl looked like you but they acted like the other parent. He could see a soft mummy's boy being coddled far too much and a cute feral girl who was ready to take on the world. He could picture them. 

Picture you full with your child. His child. You were glowing. 

“I think we'd be great parents.” He hadn't realised his eyes were watering, quickly swatting the tears away. He'd almost destroyed that future, the one you were offering him. 

You bit your lip and nodded silently. “I think we should break up.” 

~~

Four months later he burst into your bedroom seething. 

“Are you fucking serious?!” He yelled. 

You jumped, snapping the Lord of the Rings shut. “Logan?”

He had left when you broke up with him. Becoming a renegade, a fighter, a mercenary. Whatever it took to forget you. 

It wasn't until Storm needed assistance - fighting off the brotherhood by the cul-de-sac Logan was passing through - when she told him. 

“You ended it because you can't have kids?!” His hands were on his hips and he was pacing back and forth. “I thought I…” He sighed shakily. “I thought I fucked up. I thought the idea of me wanting children with you after almost fucking killing you was terrifying.” 

“Lo, I can't have children.” You explain. “I will die and you will live and that's it. If you find someone that can give you kids then you won't be as lonely. You could have a family.”

He stopped pacing and stared at you. “That’s the most stupid argument I've ever fucking heard.” 

It was but it was all you had.

“I know but I didn't want you to feel trapped.” You sat up and he suppressed a gasp because you were wearing one of his shirts. After all this time you still wore his clothes, it did something to him. Inside his chest ached. “Down the line when you wanted a child and I couldn't give you one… I didn't want you to resent me.” 

“I would never.” He vowed. “I have spent these past months trying to forget that I fucking love you. I could never resent you.” 

Tears oozed from your eyes and you wiped them away. “I'm sorry.” 

He didn't want to break this easily. Didn't want to give in but you were crying. His girl was crying. Logan scooped you up in a hug and kissed your forehead. “Don't ever lie to me again. I don't care what it's about. We'll handle it together.” 

You nodded. “Okay. I promise.” 

\\

Logan sat back, resting his spine against the sofa. "It's okay." He decided. "We already have Laura, we don't need any more."

You smiled. "So you forgive her?"

"'course I do." He heaved a sigh. "Just gotta actually apologise to her."

"I love you." You leant over and kissed his brow. "You look so sexy when you're grovelling."

He rolled his eyes and playfully shoved you off.

Part 11

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Creepypastas of your choice with a mysterious reader that has been with slender man the longest/was the first creepypasta

eyeless jack, laughing jack, slenderman, and jeff x reader who was the first creepypasta/has been with slenderman the longest!

NOTE that jeffs part is written as platonic since im still not comfortable writing romance for him, but the other two can be seen as either or! eyeless jack was chosen thanks to the admin personally hcing that eyeless jack and slenderman have beef over living in the same woods, laughing jack was picked because haha funny clown who is also old as shit reader is implied to be nonhuman, to explain how theyve been around for so long so! admin headcannons that zalgo was the one who made all the non-human creepypastas and they may or may not come into play here that aside, hope you enjoy!

EYELESS JACK:

now he doesnt want to control who you hang out and who you dont hang out with... however ej isnt all the keen on the fact that you sometimes hang out with the tall lanky forest demon.. but he holds his tongue. their basic beef is that they mostly fight over space; slenderman is possessive over his woods, and ej fled to the woods after he started eating flesh to live as a hermit... is a little suspicious on how you seem to know so much about the curse-thing that turned from from a human to a man eating monster.. though lets up if you open up about things (cough cough zalgos role in everything cough cough) soooo.... as for actual relationship stuff? honestly as long as you dont bring slenderman around you guys have a pretty solid relationship! especially since you know so much of whats going on you kind of fill him in on a bunch of stuff.. like how people fill in the new guy at work about the drama and lore of the workplace, you know? is a relieved that youre not exactly human, so a lot of his worry of accidentally attacking you while in one of his feral blood frenzy things is minimal... sits.. tension in the beginning that melts as time passes and explanations are given, you know?

LAUGHING JACK:

honestly hes just happy to have someone whos not super young compared to him/was there to see what was going on at least a century ago.. or more (fandom wiki says origin story takes place in 1800s, jack is OOOOOOOLLLD) so its nice having someone he can talk to about stuff from the past. and to joke about stuff from the past... and to have someone actually. GET IT. you know? really strengthens your bond, as well as reassures him that youre likely not going to die anytime soon due to your mortality... i always think about that stuff for immortal characters/characters who can technically outlive everyone, especially for jack since i feel he has abandonment issues... shrugs... you guys probably exchange tips and tricks for loads of things. just two old people in love but they both act like reckless young adults (assuming reader matches his energy). has no huge thoughts or opinions on slenderman since i dont think they would interact often :0

SLENDERMAN:

i mean i think it would be a given that you guys, against all odds, have stuck together and grown close. slenderman is reclusive, very much so. i mention that eyeless jack is a hermit, so naturally ej doesnt connect with many people. but slenderman takes that to a whole new level. i mean he barely even interacts with his proxies (still dont know how im going to write toby, masky, and hoodie. esp masky n hoodie since... theres the creepypasta/marble hornets thing.. shrugs... thats a problem for future admin)

so consider this a huge victory that he hasnt gotten rid of you in some way and has instead let you into his.. well i was about to say heart but i dont think zalgo considered giving him one when it was creating him.. though.. it is nice to have someone just as ancient as him, makes it easier to relate to people AND youre also a creature like him, made from zalgo? even more ability to relate to you.. though its a very quiet dynamic, slenderman isnt much of a talker so i hope you dont mind carrying conversations!

JEFF THE KILLER:

pushing once again that this segment is strictly platonic since admin isnt comfy with writing romantic for jeff so they just had an interesting idea for him!

very similar to eyeless jacks bit where you fill him in one a bunch of lore and how things work, as well as filling him in on the teeny tiny detail that demons and monsters exist. jeff is a little different in admins au/hc, since he kind of just. exists rather than being created explicitly to cause issues + hes new to the being a creepypasta thing (if you can call being on the run and being off the grid for the past decade or so new, admin is working on timeline stuff </3) (new in comparison to the other characters hush hush) so a lot of your dynamic is filling him in on things as well as perhaps even offering some sort of guidance in how to actually go about interacting with these creatures that he know.. just has access to.. torn between dad slenderman because hes not TOTALLY evil and cold in admins interpretation, but also that one jeff the killer vs slenderman fall out boy video lives rent free in his head. the beef would be insane, honestly... jeff doesnt have much of a sound idea outside of you being more of a guidance figure for him... person with their nonhuman guide my favorite trope that needs to be in more stuff especially in horror media where the characters are antagonists and shit

[wordy-little-witch]

Hiiii i hope im not annoying u or anything w my frequent asks dksjzjzjz if so pls dont feel pressured to answer it, it do be tiring esp in this heat n economy 😬

i just saw another great post abt buggy having oblivious survival clown rizz and im like that victorian era boy with a bowl saying "pls sir" CUZ i need more of it😭🥹🤲🥣 i never knew i needed it but now my eyes are opened,,, so im guessing buggy has rizzed more than half of the entire pirate population and the landlubber population, but does dis also extend to the enemy/marines? 😳 also can i ask for more buggy accidental rizz headcanons n ideas? Actually any ideas u have r rly great, its extra dopamine or feels when u update lmao

thank u for replying to my questions🥹

Hiiiii~ don't worry about being annoying, love, I love hearing from you! Honestly, having asks makes me all fluttery and happy, it's like digital tumblr penpal friendship hehe~

As for Accidental Rizz Buggy, BABES I have TOO MANY THOUGHTS

On the Marine topic, ABSOLUTELY and I am LOSING IT over the mental image of Buggy having a fan club in the Navy and he just Doesn't Know.

I already ship Rosinante/Corazon and Buggy ANYWAY and so I am so down for pirate/marine ships bc it's so good ong-

Specifically speaking, I can see Buggy accidentally doing some accidental charming either by showing some of his rarely touched on moral ambiguity. Like. Dude does not subscribe to the general populace, he marches to his own drum and we love him for it. The world of One Piece has a recurring theme of Morally Gray and No Such Thing As Good Or Bad type of stuff. Especially with Pirates vs Marines.

So like. Imagine Buggy being involved in some sort of mad wild bullshit hunt/fight, he's escaping the Marines, he's cackling, making a show of it and between one taunt and the next, he catches sight of movement in an alley way.

Two pairs of eyes stare back, wide, terrified, and he freezes.

Immediately all fight and threat drains, and he turns to the alley. "Hey," he greets softly, not too gently but with care dripping from the vowels. "What are you brats doing out here, huh? It's dangerous."

The Marines try to cut in and Buggy disengages at best, forces them back at worst.

"Time and a place," he tells them, "change of plans, there's kids here. Time out, buddy."

He's soft with them, but not alarmingly so to their wild eyes. He recognizes the signs there, and he simply lets them choose their pace.

The officers there view a new side of a fierce pirate, one who would quail under a sharp look one moment and glare back, hissing in fury thr next to a commanding officer with two little ones to protect. He is multifaceted. He is complex. He is.....

Really pretty.

Uh oh.

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Bonus, Buggy absolutely accidentally charms the FUCK out of Sengoku, both in a CoraBug sense and in a non shipping sense. I feel like Buggy would annoy his way into being Sengoku's beloathed favorite. He's suffering through it all. Very much "unfortunately, I like you" type of deal.

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Buggy: does something surprising/cute/attractive/competent

The world: oh I guess I gotta kiss this muppet senseless

[v1nsmoke]

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑪𝑰𝑹𝑪𝑼𝑺 // 𝑩𝑼𝑮𝑮𝒀 𝑿 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹

spooktober week 4 - psycho clown buggy story, opla buggy in mind

tw: daggers/blades, fire, blood, descriptions of injury, buggy shit

summary: enslaved as a member in a crazy pirate clown's circus, you decide it's time for you to escape - but things don't work out like you wanted them to.

a/n: OPLA BUGGY IN MIND! Im personally not much of a buggy person but he fit well with the halloween prompt, so here we go i guess. Honestly whenever i think of buggy i picture the live action version lmao

tags: -

wc: 2k

You throw another thing in your suitcase, then shut it. After months of imprisonment in this stupid, psycho clown's stupid psycho circus, it was time for you to leave. You had enough of him and his show, how he held his audience captive and how he treated the members of the circus, calling them his 'freaks' and not giving a shit about them.

You were just looking for the right moment to leave, and now seemed like it. He was too focused on his show, he wouldn't notice if you just left. Oh, how you wanted to see his face when he finds out that you are gone! But luckily you won't be here by the time this happens. You'll be long gone, far away from this madness.

Though, compared to the others, he always had some hints of favouritism towards you for unknown reasons. Some light touches, sweeter words, lingering stares, all these were not pointed out by any of the mindless idiots working here. It seemed like you were the only one actually working here with a brain, some others even being so dumb that their minds couldn't process what the clown said sometimes.

You let out a deep sigh as you grab the handle of your suitcase, ready to sneak out. You had been planning this ever since he caught you and made you work for him, you can't mess it up. You push your room's door open with a quiet creak. Looking around, you notice that nobody was out, everyone performing inside the tent.

The circus music fades away as you get furter away from it, panting as you run trough the demolished town. He did this everywhere he went, death and destruction followed him no matter where he was. You wished you could do something about it, but he was a crazy clown, a strong one, and no matter what you did, there was just no way you could defeat him. So, if you couldn't save everyone, you will save yourself.

But it seemed like the worst idea, because suddenly you felt somebody tap your shoulder, making you freeze in your steps. You slowly turn you head around, only to notice a hand there. Just the hand. Nobody was there, just this one hand floating. This is a bad dream, this is a bad dream! Your legs were shaking, your mind trying to figure out what was happening. Just then, a mysterious gas starts to linger in the air, one that you could remember well. He used it so many times, not on you, but on others. But you just stood there, shocked, not running away like you should've. Bad idea.

The world around you starts to fade to black, your body landing in the dirt with a thud sound, unable to move. It takes all your might to fight against the gas, but you're unable to win against it.

~●~

It was back. The annoying circus music, the fake laugh of the audience, the pain in them evident. Not to Buggy, though. He somehow thought they were all enjoying his show. You realised that hearing this meant you were back in the circus, which also meant your escape was unsuccessful. All that planning, and now you messed your chance up.

"Looks like somebody's awakeee!" The familiar voice chimes in with a chuckle. You try to run away, but it's like your hands and legs are tied. Maybe because they were. You look down, noticing that you were tied to a circular, wooden structure. You've seen it in action, Cabaiji used it as a target, a living human in the middle. And now it looks like you were the living human in the middle.

"I see you noticed." He gestures to you, a dagger between each of his fingers like claws, the blade shining in the colourful circus lighting. He probably noticed how your eyes widened when realising what will happen to you.

"Don't worry. There's no guarantee that I'll actually hit you! But there are always chances." His tone shifts with each sentence that leave his painted lips.

Just then, you feel the structure move, the circus starting to spin with you. The people force a laugh when the board is being shown, clearly not because they were entertained. The situation was bad the way it is, the fact that there was an audience making it worse, everybody from all ages, including kids watching in horror as you were about to die.

A dagger pierces trough the air, drilling into the wood, landing right next to your head.

"Hm, looks like you got lucky this time. Let's see if you can pull this off again!" He laughs, and a member of staff spins the wheel again, now you're turning faster than the first time.

It felt horrific, the laughs, the agitating music all mixing together with the wind coming from the speed, all echoing in your ears. The world spinning while your ears rang, you maybe had a headache from it all but it was nothing compared to what you felt a second later.

A sharp sting in your body followed by your pained scream breaks trough the jolly melody of laughs and music. Blood trickles down to your shoes, all from the wound caused by the wound on your thigh, the dagger still deep in your flesh.

"Well, just as I expected. Luck wasn't on your side this time." Buggy chuckles, leaning back and forth.

~●~

You let out a hiss as the disinfectant sinks into the wound, the one caused by the clown. You were lucky he let you go, but he only did it so he can do the same trick the next day, and the next until he kills you with this. And you were not going to let this happen.

You were going to attempt an escape again. But this time, you will try to help others, too. You'll do the honour of ending the clown's circus here and now.

So, you stand up - as much as you could, the wound still making it harder -, and head to the circus stage in the tent where Buggy was planning. You were in luck, he was alone there with everybody else sleeping given the fact that it was nighttime already.

You push the striped tarp open, entering. You see him standing there, deep in thought. You take slow, silent steps towards him, making him look at you.

"Oh, an unexpected guest. And what brings you here?" He asks, tone shifing after every word.

You inch closer to him, barely anything between the two of you. The man stares at you with his big, ocean blue orbs with his face painted around it, maybe too prettily for your taste. You were going to kill him, goddamnit! But if he keeps looking at you like this, you'll get weak and just give up.

No. You can't let this chance go. You hated this man, you wanted to kill him, torture him in the worst ways possible until he dies in a brutal way. At least that's what you were telling yourself. The truth? You just wanted to escape. To not be used in this show, and for him to stop it. If he just let the people in the audience go, if he gave up on getting famous this way...

"Do it." He whispers, a gloomy look on his face, his ice cold colour eyes filled with emotion, the dim blueish light reflecting in them. This was something you have never really seen. He always treats people with cruelty, but his gaze always softens when talking about something that means anything to him.

Shanks was mentioned once, and his expression changed the moment he heard the name. On that day, you learnt that he did have emotions deep down. And now, in this moment, he looked at you exactly like this. He somehow looked innocent, like he did no wrong in the entire world.

But he did wrong things, and you knew it well. He was the one responsible for the wound on your leg, and for the suffering of innocent citizens.

"Do what?" You ask in a quiet tone, putting on an act. Deep down you had a feeling that you failed and he knew your plan, but hope dies last, so you just kept pretending.

"I know you have a lighter in your pocket. And I know what you want to do with it." He says quietly.

So he knew. You didn't know how, but he did. Maybe he wasn't lying when he said he had eyes and ears everywhere. What will you do now? You knew that you had to put an end to the suffering of others, to burn this place to the ground. But Buggy...

"And why would you let me do that?" You inquire, honestly suprised that he just said 'do it' some moments ago. Why would he let you destroy everything he built? He wanted to be king of the pirates, chasing the same dream as thousands, maybe millions of pirates. And if his crew and audience was free, he would be alone. There had to be a good reason for hin to say this.

"You know, over the years, many other pirates or bounty hunters have tried to kill me. To take my head off for money or fame. But none of them succeeded. You know why? My ability, my devil fruit makes it impossible for them. They slice me in half, chop me up, but I'll always put myself back together. I can't die, you know. Not by these methods. But maybe fire will put me down. And I'm going to be honest with you. If somebody ever succeeds in killing me, I want it to be you."

Silence sat between the two of you after this, you trying to process what he said, and Buggy waiting for your next step. You saw him use his ability once, he was saying the truth. It was a hard decision. You didn't really want to murder him, you just wanted to free the members of the circus and end the endless demolition of peaceful towns.

"Not going to kill me? Because if you decide to spare my life, I'll end yours!" He lashes towards you, a dagger in hand. You weren't ready for a one against one match against him, he was a devil fruit user, and you were a normal, average human. But you had to do something, so you grab your own dagger, dodge the hand, and try to land an attack on him. He gets out your way, focusing on your dagger, but doesn't notice the lighter in your other hand.

He grabs the collar of your shirt, and tosses you into the lined tarpaulin of the tent, which makes you bounce off and results in you falling between the benches of the auditorium. Wrong move. The benches were made of wood. You ignite the lighter, holding it dangerously close to the bench above you. And just as you expected, it cacthes on fire, the flame spreading trough the circus.

Buggy's eyes widen, realisation hitting him hard. Was this your plan all along? He didn't know, but you did it. To actually see everything catch on flame, burning to the ground, everything he built so far, now about to be gone. He couldn't do anything, and even if it wasn't all that visible on his exterior, he was panicking inside. A bunch of silent 'no''s leave his trembling lips, not even caring where you are right now.

Meanwhile, you took the opportunity and escaped from the burning tent. Smoke fills the air as you leave the tent, heading straight towards where the other members and the audience was locked. You look back at what you've done, the orange flames illuminating the dark, night sky, the light reflecting on your face and in your eyes.

~●~

You pick up the crowbar, smashing it against the lock of the innocent citizen's cage. They all look at you with suprise, still, delighted that somebody came to their rescue.

"He'll kill you if he finds out, leave while you can!" The man says, genuine worry lacing his voice.

"I tried, don't worry. But I'm not going to let everybody else suffer." You break the chain, freeing the man.

Now, with all the members freed, you were ready to finally start a new life, one without psycho clowns and a circus.

buggy the clown and one piece belongs to eiichiro oda

© v1nsmokes 2023. Do not modify, translate or rewrite.

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You're sexy when you're angry-John Bender

John bender x fem!reader

lime

(Part two)

summary: you were just a mere class clown but you never did something so bad to get you in Saturday detention. that was until your enemy in class blamed one of Benders actions on you, the action being spilling her coffee on all her electronics while the teacher was in the restroom, making them unusable. you now weren't too fond of bender. for now

this is definitely not gonna be the same as the movie. i dont remember the lines very well so ima improve.

your pov

I can't believe e/n blamed me for one of stupid benders pranks. Your parents were beyond pissed. you'd never gotten detention before you never dreamed of getting Saturday detention. I walk in the doors of this place. this is hell. who would make someone go to school on saturday. this is so messed up. I soon walked to the library with the other students. 4 others are sitting in the room. I recognize claire and andy but not the other 2. one looked like she just woke up from getting beat and the other one was a boy. who looked like a huge dork. "Aw y/n l/n. right on time. surprising for a prankster and delinquent" I heard vernon say. "I told you, it wasn't my fa-""I don't want to hear it ms. l/n. We already discussed this. you are guilty." jeez i hate this guy. I think to myself and i go to sit in a desk in the very back. I look down and start picking at my short nails. "Bender! you are late" vernon yells. Oh you gotta be kidding me. I have to be in this place for 8 hours with this piece of shit, bender. "do you actually think i give 2 shits if i'm on time to this" he says casually walking to the desk infront of me. "That's another detention for you sir." "whatever" bender rolls his eyes. " You know the rules. if you don't they're on the board. Don't make me give you any more detention after this. i don't wanna have to see your faces any more then i already have to." vernon leaves the room and props the door open. "Damn this sucks" I whisper "It's your fault you spilt coffee all over our english teachers electronics." he smirks, slyly, knowing damn well that he was the one who did that. "Oh shut up bender, you know you did that. It's you and stupid e/n's fault" "what does that girl have against you anyway. wait. nevermind. i don't care." he smirks and turns around facing away from me. "what a dick." I mumble under my breath "i heard that and yes i do have a nice dick. I bet you wanna see it, don't you." "John just leave the poor girl alone. She does not want to see your dick." I see claire from a few desks infront of us speak. "Huh oh are you the one who wants to see it." Bender replys "Bender shut the hell up." Andy says, flipping him off. "Aren't you the one who told me to not use profanity last time we were all in here." He smirks childishly. "Wait yall were all in detention together before?" i ask. i then here the nerd boy speak up. "We all had our different reasons for being in detention and we had to right a letter for an apology. Turns out he didnt like our letter and he thought we were talking back so he said we had to come back for another this saturday. I'm brian by the way" "Alright thanks dork." I say as i look away from him "aNyway as i was saying. Don't be a hypocrite sporto" Bender says smirking at andy. "Bender do you do anything but annoy people?" I ask and roll my eyes "Why yes im very good at finge-" "What's with all the talking! Does no one know the rules." vernon yells coming into the room. "It was y/n sir" bender says with a smirk. "What the hell dude. you were the one talking." i reply. "actually you guys were both talking." Brian says matter of factly "shuddup dude." I send brian a glare "If i hear talking again, you all get another detention." Vernon was walking back and forth from the desks . Fun fact: i had gotten pretty good at pit-pocketing. So i grabbed his keys that would let him into the library if the door closed. i smirk and saw him leave "perfect" I say. "what did you do" claire says in a scared tone. She's in my classes so she's seen me pull my small pranks. "oh nothing. just got a little toy from vermin" i smirk showing claire the keys. before he can notice the keys are gone, i quickly get up and shut the door. quietly. thought, even though he's gonna see at some point. "i didn't know you got yourself into trouble like that." Bender says. "That's because our english teacher likes me and gives me good grades. and that's the only class we have together." I reply "Yeah i have her in all my classes. she does some wild stuff sometimes." claire says "How wild" Bender smirks

I have to make a part 2 sorry lol

[k1ss-m3-b3tt3r]

𖣯 High as a Kite 𖣯

pairing: jonathan byers x male! reader (romantic)

summary: smoking weed takes away the feeling of loneliness by providing you with the most perfect food combinations and your best friends. jonathan tries to confess but you cant comprehend a word he says, making him embarrassed and you, wearing fuzzy llama socks, screaming in laughter.

warnings: cursing, weed, awkward but cute fluff :)

a/n: i love fluff and have such a weak heart for jonathan! also happy yule!!! not revised btw

you were always a stoner and somewhat a loner, until you met jonathan and argyle. whenever it was awkward, you would crack a joke and no one could stop laughing. its just something you picked up from high school a while back, the class clown title. you couldnt deal with emotions so getting high was comforting and you were better explaining how you feel while smoking.

while being a cool stoner, youre also oblivious as fuck. everyone notices and im pretty sure you lost most brain cells, but to jonathan you were perfect. not everything about you was perfect, definitely not, but the way you show that goofy smile really lights up the room was magical. it was a hard core crush at this point.

you were never really part of the group until last year, after all the shit that went down in hawkins. you started hanging out with argyle, liking his stoner ways and matched his energy perfectly. “we are all one with the world” and “bro think about it, we’re all just brains! i dont get why people could hate each other.” were things you said quite often while stoned.

today was the day though: to confess. jonathan was nervous, like extremely after the whole thing with nancy and the break up. it hurt him definitely but he decided it was time to actually get out there and do what he wants to do. jonathan invited you over, thinking about how to do this correctly, so he prepped himself, rehearsing the lines. all of a sudden, the doorbell rings.

“ill get it!” jonathan yells while getting off of his ass as quick as possible. his hands were pretty sweaty so he wiped it off, heading to the front door.

“whos that?” joyce says genuinely curious, but of course she rolls her eyes and puts her hand on her hip and steps in front of jonathan. “youre doing all the chores for a week if thats (y/n).” joyce smiles a cheeky grin.

the doorbell starts again, but this time being pressed on a thousand times. “IM COMING!!” joyce yells ignoring jonathan. “wait..!” he tells joyce but she ignores him. shes his mother after all, not the other way around.

once the doors open, (y/n) spins around. “heyyyy miss joyce!” she turns and looks at jonathan with the i knew it face. “uhh, want me to wait out here- nevermind its too cold..” (y/n) jogs inside and acts like its the coldest hes ever felt. jonathan just looks at him like hes an idiot. “come on, lets just go to my room” as he sighs to himself.

before they go anywhere, (y/n) whispers, “hey, bro, hey.. i got the good shit and i may have smoked half of it in my car, but i left you some!” “get your ass in the room!” jonathan mumbles in an exhausted but hushed voice, trying to get (y/n) into a room.

“uh, bye i guess miss joyce..?” “uh huh, you too (y/n)…” she gives a questioning voice with her brow raised, “dont get into any trouble!” (y/n) laughs it off and runs into the bedroom like an idiot. you can here the springs get hit on jonathans bed all the way from the door way.

jonathan gives a little grin, heading towards his room. when he gets there (y/n) is already bringing out the bong, packing it terribly since hes already high as a kite. “hey bro, you gotta check this shit out, its feisty! back i say, back!” while acting like the bag of weed is after him. jonathan laughs and sits on the bed, taking the whole bowl down in a few hits.

“what is in this (y/n)..?” jonathan starts to feel prickles in his legs and his eyes droop. “i told its good shit! i know the best people my man” (y/n) packs another bowl and starts hitting that shit like crazy.

ten minutes later, theyre starting at the ceiling, on the floor of course. jonathan looks over and catches the other guys face, its practically glowing. the guy sits up and looks towards jonathan with his eyes glazed over. “bro… what did i come over here for again..?” jonathan hesitates, “um, i dont know..” jonathan turns away thinking about the confession hes supposed to make but clearly doesnt remember what he practiced.

“damn.. you know man, you cant lie to me even if im high,” (y/n) says as he ruffles his hair and stands up, walking in circles because it “feels good” as you can quote it. “ok ok, i just have to say one thing i guess?” (y/n) stops and stares at him, while jonathan is taking in all his features, down to his beautiful eyes and.. llama socks..??

jonathan sighs, sitting up and rubbing his hands against his face. “umm, (y/n)?” “yuh?” jonathan laughs and just says, “yuh? what does that even mean mannn?” (y/n) looks at him and bursts out laughing. jonathan looks at his hands, “what was i saying?” “bro, i cant even remember what we’ve done for the past uhhh i dont know twelve minutes?” “uh huh, really specific there (y/n)..” (y/n) just grins.

(y/n) stares at the llama socks and whispers, “i think theyre watching me…” jonathan stands up, urgently, asking who is while looking outside. “…the llamas bro…” jonathan looks at him as (y/n) makes that goofy grin. that goofy grin lit up his heart and he realizes what this whole thing was about. he sits next to (y/n) and give him a shy smile.

“ok so um..” jonathan thinks for a moment before blurting out, “i think im in love with you?” (y/n) jolts up and looks at jonathan. “i dont think ive eaten anything today. should i be worried? will i die?” “did you even hear what i said?” jonathan laughs and touches the other guys hand. “i. am. in. love. with. you. does that make sense??” (y/n) just looks at jonathan then looks at his hand and then the door. “if you really love me, get me food my guy.” jonathan sits dumbfounded as (y/n) says that, wondering how he even fell in love with the guy, before laughing. “alright, deal i guess??”

jonathan goes out of his room a little embarrassed, while (y/n) was doing something wild most likely. as soon as jonathan gets back with the food, you have already made a nest out of blankets and pillows on the floor. “what…??” jonathan takes a second before speaking again, “what are you doing?” (y/n) raised his hand, telling jonathan to stop speaking.

“i made a nest and i love you too loser.” (y/n) sits on the floor in his new nest, cuddled up in a ball. jonathan was too stunned to speak. he had to think about what was happening and almost dropped the chips he had in his hand. “so, you made me get food, built a nest, and now you say you love me??” “well..” (y/n) looks around, “yes? now get in.”

jonathan sits in the “nest” and (y/n) immediately pulls jonathan towards him, while sitting quietly. “you know you should brush your hair, its starting to look like an actual nest. jonathan starts laughing and fixing his hair. “is that better?” (y/n) looks at his nest below him and then looks back at jonathan, nodding to himself. “thatll do just fine.” (y/n) soft kisses his head.

jonathan looks around at the nest and then at the bags of chips before looking back at (y/n) again. “youre smoking privileges are being revoked after this.” jonathan laughs and (y/n) gives him a knowing look. “sure thing dude.. sure thing..”

[thevampsworld96]

Overthinking

Hel lo everyone, how are you all? Hope you are all well. Here is someone short, which I hope you may tweak in the future, but this is what I have come up with. Not my. Best work. I hope you enjoy it

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The pair of you were in the shared bedroom. You was infrokt of the mirror where Brad was on the bed thinking what to wear.

You had plans tonight, so you were getting ready for a party thar you both have been invited to. You spent the whole stressing about what to wear, what kind and colour dress to wear, what makeup look you were going to do and lastly how would you do hair all these thoughts were rushing through your head.

At 7 p.m., you decided to finish work. You wanted to finish early, but you had a load to get done. You then reached a point where you needed to stop and start to get ready. You then went for a shower as your hair was a mess, so a wash was needed.

During the duration of the shower, you heard the front door opening, and you know who it was it was, of course, Brad, your boyfriend.

Once you were done with the shower, you greeted Brad he gave you a short kiss on your temple and then made his way to shower as he was busy running around in the studio.

Eventually, you decided what your makeup look you wanted to do. You're not a pro, but that didn't bother you. Your best was good enough. After a good 30 minutes, you finished doing your makeup, making sure that everyone was perfect, no smudging, and of course, you had to make sure that you were happy with it.

You wanted someone else's opinion, someone who is very close to you and gives an honest opinion when you really needed it.

"Hey love?"

You called out softy. Brad was on the other side of the room thinking what shirt to wear. He just came out of the shower and opened his wardrobe, and he was humming to himself until you grabbed his attention, and he turned towards you.

"Hmm yes sweetheart"

He replied back while drying his messy brown washed hair he then pushed his hair back.

"Does my makeup look alright? I don't want to look like a bloody clown"

You looked worried as you asked the question, thinking about the response you waited for anxiously.

"Yeah, actually, you look like a clown baby"

He says, he's words offended you as you took it seriously, but then he smiled.

"Are you serious? I have to do the whole thimg again oh for fuck sake"

You said to him while turning back to face your mirror once more.

"Oh baby, I'm only joking. Why are you taking it so seriously. You, my gorgeous sexy lady, are the beautiful lady I ever met, I honestly love everything about you, my love"

He says to you while hugging you from hebind, both of you staring at the mirror as he left short kisses on your sweet, soft cheeks.

"Do you really mean that, or are you joking again Brad"?

You asked, jokingly

"I mean it this time, you are the beautiful gorgeous the most sexy woman I ever met. I fall in love with you every single day, Y/N. I know im repeating myself, but I want you to know that you are my love"

He made you feel that you were beautiful. He never really told you these words, but tonight, he really wanted you to know how gorgeous you really were, and he made sure of that.

"I don't feel it at times. I don't like anything about myself, don't feel attractive. You're better off with someone who is more pretty than me"

You said to him, nearly crying. Tears started to roll down your face. You didn't want to look at your own reflection as it made you feel sick as you looked. He moved your hair out of your face and pulled you close towards his body, lips glued and bdh glued together. It was his eas of reminding you how much you loved you and how gorgeous you were in his eyes.

The kiss got deeper and deeper as your bodies were glued together. Hands glided down your back he then lifted you up from the chair that you were sitting on and then pinned you to the wall, the kissing getting deeper and deeper he made you feel so good.

"I love you," he whispered to you in between kisses and bites down your neck.

"Say it again but with more feeling" you demanded you needed to hear it again.

"I fucking love you, I need you, I want you more than anything and anyone oh baby I fucking need you"

He said to you. You moaned as the words that he spoke and the pleasure that he was giving you.

Eventually, you calmed down. You shouldn't be smiling as he made you feel so good you were now ready to leave. Brad couldn't stop staring at the backless black dress that you were wearing it drove him crazy as to how sexy you looked to him.

Brad wore a black tux, hair brushed to one side to you he always looked hot no matter what he wore. Once you arrived at the party, you both linked hands and started to mingle with everyone, and the night commenced...

[weebsinstash]

Hi :3 I was wondering if you had watch the new episode of helluva boss any thoughts or at least any thoughts/thots for Chaz or Crimson.

My procrastination is so bad I literally waited until like today to actually watch the new episode

I keep mentally tossing around what kind of special powers Reader could have that would make them like idk more interesting since all sinners are unkillable and I kind of keep circling back to "well if they're in limbo maybe they're not beholden to 'the rules' and can travel the rings' besides whatever other special powers they may have". Maybe Reader can be helpful in killing Hellborns since they have respawn mechanics and the other IMP members dont?

In terms of Crimson I actually think his behavior is going to be a lot like Val is going to be tbh, except with Val I think, unless you're a business associate or rival/enemy, that he wins you over emotionally or waits until he has something on you before he shows his darker side, since the Overlord is also a drug dealing mafioso of the Pride ring (also what's the deal with like shark people being criminals? Is Mammon a shark or something aquatic too? And when's gender daddy Asmodeus coming back, him n Val can pass me like a blunt 😩❤️). It's kind of stereotypical Mafia shit, everyone has ranking, loyalty is everything, obey orders unflinchingly, don't you dare talk back. Like I'm literally watching Crimson grab Moxxie's face and my stoned ass is sitting here like "sigh but Val grabbing Reader like that as he threatens them to 'fix their face before he fixes it for them' because theyre scowling and glaring at him while they serve him drinks and he forces them to smile 🥰" like big scary men got me acting unwise

I for one think it would be very funny if the Chaz introduction happened and in some alternate universe he's winking to Moxxie and Millie and just *finger guns at Reader* "and don't think I'm gonna forget about YOU either ;)" as Reader just visibly changes colors with embarrassment while IMP all turns to look at them, Reader flustered all "It was ONE TIME, I was really drunk, and--"

Like his stupid ass "sexually charged musical ballad" actually made me laugh like he could've maybe actually got me with that shit 💀like did you listen to the credits where they play the rest of the song. Laughing my ass off in my bedroom at 5am because the song suddenly ends with him saying all sing song "im finished" (cumming). and then Blitz says later in the episode that he's absolutely horrible in bed... lmao... can you imagine getting drunk and putting out for this man and then he wakes up and you're gone, note behind all "thanks for the fun time kthanksbye" meanwhile he's blowing up your phone, basically crushing on you, wanting something much more than just a really awkward one-off bang. I can only imagine what would happen to Reader if they were working for Val and someone very forward like Chaz or another ex shows up and the Overlord is getting jealous af because they're just being very openly flirtatious with you, maybe even brazenly mentioning some of the things you guys did together/in bed (also jesus the apples and oranges NIGHTMARE of having either Val OR Blitz know what you like in bed 💀 the teasing. The merciless fucking teasing. They would both clown on your ass so hard. You're just trying to have a glass of water in the IMP break room and in comes Blitz "wow you're really guzzling that, just like Chaz said you really liked giving h-" *insert not so playful strangling of your employer*)

Poor Reader constantly surrounded by demons hellbent (lol) on humiliating you and watching you get embarrassed because it's just so fun to watch you squirm until you're practically ready to cry 😩👌

[vbee-miya]

helloo!!! could i get a matchup for bnha?? :0 (this is the first time im requesting something sorry if i say anything wrong msfnsnnd) im 18 (i turned 18 only some days ago lol), i use he/they pronouns (im a trans boy:]) and im gay mdmfms im an isfp and a hufflepuff if that matters!!! im v introverted and shy at first and im not someone who likes to go out because i have trouble with loud noises n too much people, but whenever i go out im the kind of person who talks too much (when im w friends) and is a literal clown, although i still cant talk with people outside my circle so other people have to often speak up for me (esp when i want to buy stuff mssmfmsmdlmao), as for my traits, ig im kind of pessimist when it comes to myself? but super optimistic when it comes to others, im also v anxious, protective towards ppl i like and very, very blunt, because i speak without thinking,,, i also daydream a lot and get distracted even more, i have a lot of energy too but i just dont show it so thats that!! as for hobbies im a writer and an artist! (daydreaming helps a lot for some reason), i like playing videogames and that stuff, and i also love researching things such as bugs (i love them but if you put a bug Infront of me i'd cry) and human behavior:], ii also have a lisp so how i speak in every single Language sounds funny,, im basically what would happen if you combined a nerd, anxiety, a clown and too much coffee (i cant even drink coffee bc of my adhd tho since it makes me very sleepy) hehebw i hope that information is good!! sorry for rambling too much again aa

༺❀༻ matchup ༺❀༻

i don't see why not, here ya go.

hop in on the adventures of tintin. 

he doesn’t mind going out to places that are quiet, or places that have little to no interaction with people. so probably like hanging around his dormitory or if given the chance when the school is on break he’d invite you to his place or if you ever offer, then you guys could hang around at your place. 

mirio to me is the type of guy who can easily warm up to people and usually knows what to say and do. i mean after all, what do you expect from someone in the big three? so even hanging out that random silence of awkwardness would cease to exist. the more you both start getting to know each other and start creating that good rapport he’d be able to talk about anything and everything. and let's say there’s a topic you love talking about that isn’t within his knowledge, then no worries he’d be more than willing to learn and listen about it. 

when you guys are outside, potentially to go out eating and or to buy things, mirio is your man, your buddy. you bet he’d be the one doing all the talking. i mean you can’t really shut him up. anyways when you guys go out to buy stuff he’d actually buy anything you’d want and that’s a fact. he’s generous. 

pessimism is natural, anyone can feel those doubts and it’s so easy seeing things negatively. especially about oneself. but as optimistic as mirio can be he’d understand where you’re coming from and rather than saying haphazardly things like “don’t think like that” “don’t say that'' he'd be more than willing to hear you out and encourage the hell out of you. because no one deserves to be thought about like that especially from us. 

your bluntness in my headcanon is something that catches him off guard sometimes, though he’d appreciate the bluntness. he’s most definitely the type to accept critical criticism or just anything about him. in terms of self-improvement. 

every time you have that burst of energy mirio would think that it’s cute. and sometimes if not most times would be highly fascinated with your daydreams and would actually give great writing ideas to write about as they’re not too complex and can be worked around rather quickly. 

there’s a funny little headcanon i have where he doesn’t mean to put a bug at your face, he just thought the stick bug was really cool and knew to some degree you’d research about them potentially. 

he’d wouldn’t even notice your lisp and would actually say that he doesn’t hear it. but till one day he really notices it and his world opened anew.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Karasuno's Manager:

Manager is in the Closet

Karasuno x GN! Manager

Warnings: none

A/N: This is a pride request from Gen Z anon! I kept this request inclusive for everyone in the LGBTQIA+ community 🥰 *edit I added "cisgender and heteroromantic at the suggestion of Gen Z anon!

🏳️‍🌈 Please Like, Share, Comment to support my writing 🏳️‍🌈

Ok first off Karasuno is genuinely one of the most supportive teams 👏🏻

Seriously look at what they deal with everyday YN?

Poor Takeda, Ukai and Daichi are simply happy you exist 🤚🏻

They won't care about the status of your sexuality or gender identity

But still, there's a difference between knowing this to be fact and convincing our brains as such

Coming out is such a huge step in someone's life

There's literally a million ways 🤚🏻

Please I shared a status that said "I'm bisexual and proud" and everyone was like "we know Tiffany" and I was like "😐 cool 👍🏻"

However, you've decided to keep it to yourself

Now it's not that you are ashamed, oh no no

It's that you just haven't figured out exactly how to tell our bubbly bbys yet

But luckily, you have me to help YN 🙌🏻

Honestly tho, I'm actually lowkey high key really good at keeping secrets

But since I'm writing for YN here, we gotta make it a tad bit- well...

💥 DRAMATIC 💥

So let's just say you were talking to your friend about pride

It's June and we are all in Pride/Gemini season so it's a party 🥳

"So YN are you planning to go to the pride parade this weekend?"- your friend

"I mean, I hope I can! I'll have to see if the coaches need me but I think I can probably get it excused"- you

Your friend looks at you questioningly

"YN haven't you told the team your part of the LGBTQIA+ community?"- you friend asks

You sigh a little-

"Not yet, I'm not exactly sure how to say it. Like do I just say "hey guys- guess what? I'm LGBTQIA+??"- you

"I mean that would definitely be one way YN?"- a voice booms from behind you

Your eyes widen 😳

Soul 👉🏻 leaves you body

You slowly turn to see Ukai and Takeda

Ukai is just staring at you and Takeda is all like "🤪 Hi Yn!" 👇🏻

Your mouth is just gaping, like the shock is still hitting you

"You- you uhh you, uhh I ummm- I"- You

Please Takeda stops you from talking YN, you've said enough 🤚🏻

"YN you know we care about you and accept you for who you are"- Takeda

"This changes nothing YN. You are an excellent manager"- Ukai

You 👉🏻 really 🥺🥺🥺

"Of course YN but that being said, we won't say anything to the team. That's on you"- Ukai

"Won't say anything to the team about what??"- Kageyama

Of course 😐🤦‍♀️

Please there is always one of them lurking everywhere

"Ummm- nothing! ITS NOTHING"- Takeda 🧍‍♂️

Please he's nervous 😅

"Whats nothing?"- Asahi

Oh sweet Jesus did like like someone turn on the bat signal?? Is there like a Karasuno version istg 🙄

"It's nothing! YN will tell you if they want too"- Ukai

"Wait- YN will tell us what if they want to?"- Tanaka

Seriously this has got to be a joke

At this point you are just waiting for Nekoma and Fukurodani to show up because you are sure it's another training camp

"Idk YN's keeping a secret"- Kageyama

"Ohh I love secrets tell me!"- Noya

You 👉🏻🧍‍♂️ 😐

"Guys it's nothing, I'll tell you later"- you

"Tell us what later?"- Daichi with Suga and Ennoshita

You know those clown cars were all the clowns just keep piling out, yep that's your situation YN 🤗

"Wait- YN are you dying?"- Noya 😱😱😱

If there was a cliff, we've just basically jumped off it

No point A to B here, we go from Point A to NUCLEAR MELTDOWN

And that's all they wrote folks because it's happening and it's happening fast

"YN'S DYING???"- Asahi, probably fainting

"OMG YN DONT DIE ON US PLEASE!!"- Tanaka begging at your feet

"We have to find a cure!! We must!"- Noya

"WILL YOU DORKS SHUT UP!"- Daichi

Please it's absolutely chaos

You need to stop this YN 🤚🏻

So you decide the best way to do it is just to dive in-

"GUYS IM LGBTQIA+"- You, probably breathing heavy

"Omg is that the illness you have YN??? It sounds serious!!!"- Tanaka

🙄🙄🙄 I'm sorry you have to deal with this YN

Thoughts and prayers 🙏🏻

"Tanaka it means YN is a member of the pride community you idiot!"- Suga says yelling

"Awe YN welcome to the community"- Kiyoko says congratulating you

"You?"- you says looking at her

Come on, we all know 😏

Kiyoko 👉🏻 🏳️‍🌈 🤗

"So YN isn't dying?"- Asahi

"YN probably would be dead already if it was left up to you all to save them"- Tsukishima 😒

"No Asahi, I'm not dying. I'm just not heterosexual, cisgender and/or heteroromantic"- you 🤷‍♀️

Same YN same 💅🏼

"Oh... so like can you still play volleyball?"- Hinata, now joining in

You 👉🏻😐🙄 Yes Hinata my sexuality has nothing to do with my volleyball skills

"So what if guys hit on you YN?"- Tanaka

"We can just scream 'BACK OFF YN DOESNT LIKE MEN'"- Noya

"Please dont"- you 😐

Please Noya and Tanaka are already forming a plan

"YN we appreciate you for who you are and nothing will ever change that!"- Suga says

"Yeah YN, we'd be lost without you"- Daichi

"🥺 you guys"- you 🥲

"So YN if Oikawa hits on you will you let him down hard! And like record it for me?"- Kageyama

You 👉🏻 I'll do what I can Kags 😃

"Ain't no city boy messing with our YN!"- Tanaka

Ennoshita please 😊

🤚🏻👨🏻‍🦲💥

"Hey-" Tanaka, rubbing the back of his head

"You guys really are the best team"- you

"Yeah we already know that YN"- Daichi 💅🏼

"Omg YN can we come to the pride parade with you??"- Hinata

"I personally love parades"- Asahi

"Omg we can dress up like a rainbow!"- Noya

"I don't look good in Yellow"- Suga

"Hinata can be orange since he's basically already a tangerine"- Kageyama

"SHUT UP CRAPPY-YAMA"- Hinata

👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻 this ensues

"YN seriously look what you did"- Daichi

You 👉🏻 🧍‍♂️

"I'm literally- you know what 🤚🏻"- you, going over to haul the two bbys away from each other

Aren't you glad you have the most supportive Team YN 🥰

[sweet-babyrose]

Super Secret LA Spot (Laia Codina x Reader)

Waiting (im)patiently for this sweet beautiful clown to return to Barcelona

“Where are we going?” you asked, gripping your girlfriend’s hand tight and trying not to trip. ‘Girlfriend.’ It was still so amazing to you after four months together that she was finally your girlfriend. You’d been trying to get her to notice your terrible flirting for nearly the entire year. Every time she’d giggled at your bad jokes, you’d fallen more and more in love with her.

Laia had come to your hotel room an hour ago with a backpack and asked you to come with her, telling you to wear comfortable shoes and bring a jacket. But you hadn’t expected that she was going to make you hike anywhere in the near dark.

“A little further. We’re almost there.” The team had been invited to a club invitational in Los Angeles to play against LAFC, Chelsea, and PSG. “I found this place a few years ago when I visited. I come up here every time I come to LA now.” After another ten minutes, she finally stopped in front of a large rock.

“Where exactly is ‘there,’ Laia?” you asked. If she’d made you hike up here to look at a rock in the dark, you were going to be beyond annoyed. It was so cold in Los Angeles compared to home and you had already been snuggled into bed with Netflix when she showed up.

“Just a sec. Wait here.” She jumped up onto the rock and disappeared. You tried to look up and see where she had gone but you couldn’t see anything.

After two minutes alone, you began to worry that something had happened. Gripping the rock with one hand, you tried to hold your cell phone flashlight steady in the other, to climb up onto the rock. Your foot slipped as you were climbing, but an arm reached out and grabbed you before you fell on your butt into the dirt.

“No patience?”

“I got worried,” you said.

“Everything’s fine. Want me to come down and help you up and do you think you can climb over the top?”

You were nearly to the top of the rock formation. “I got it.” You were glad that she kept a strong grip on you as you climbed up the rest of the way.

“Welcome to my super secret LA spot.” You looked around, surprised to find yourself looking out over the entire city lit up below you. Laia had spread out a blanket and put out a few fake candles around it.

“This is so beautiful!” You started to walk forward to take in the view but she wrapped a strong arm around your waist from behind, preventing you from going further.

“It’s pretty dangerous up here, actually. So maybe just stay right here and don’t wander too far from the blanket.” She pressed a kiss under your ear and released you, lacing her fingers with yours. ”I brought hot chocolate to keep you warm.”

Of course your girlfriend knew you would be freezing. And of course she had been her normal considerate self and made sure to bring something for you. You sat down with her, letting her wrap her arms around you and pull you back against her. You reached for the thermos, taking a sip.

“Thanks.” You leaned back further into Laia, turning your head to rub your cheek against her.

“For?”

“For showing me your super secret LA spot. I’ll be sure not to share it with my other girlfriend,” you joked. She dug her fingers into your ribs, making you laugh.

“You’re the only one I’ve shared it with. So I’m trusting you to keep my secret,” she said, leaning down and pressing kisses to your shoulder.

“You missed a spot,” you murmured, turning around to kiss her. Putting the thermos down, you cupped her face, stroking your thumbs over her cheeks.

“I’m really glad we get to do that now. I liked being friends with you but I like this much better.”

You kissed her again, turning more fully around with your knees on either side of her hips. “I like this much better, too.” Laying your head against her chest, you wrapped your arms around her, sinking into her when her arms came around your waist.

“Y/N, I’ve never brought anyone up here before.” You could feel her heart thudding faster under your cheek. Leaning back, you rubbed a hand over her cheek.

“Thank you for sharing it with me.”

“I love you,” she said, leaning her forehead against yours.

Squeezing your eyes tight, you tried not let your smile get too big. You’d been waiting months to tell Laia how you felt. You didn’t want to push her too fast after you’d patiently waited so long for her. But here she was, saying the words that you thought you would have to hold in a little while longer.

“Is this silence a bad thing?” she whispered. “No pressure for you to say it back. I just couldn’t hold it in anymore.”

“Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this? Just give me a minute.” You held her for another moment before you leaned back, wanting to be looking directly at her.

“I don’t know exactly when I fell in love with you. It might have been the day we met, when you spilled your protein shake all over me. It might have been any of the hundreds of times you smiled at me or laughed at my idiotic jokes. It might have been when you stayed with me when I got really sick last year, refusing to leave me alone. I don’t really know. But I know it happened before you agreed to go on a date with me and before we kissed the first time. I’ve been in love with you for so long. And I’ve been waiting as patiently as possible for this moment.

I love you, Laia.”

She smashed her lips to yours and you could taste her tears on her lips.

“I love you,” you said again, kissing her cheek, so happy to finally be able to say the words aloud. Laia hugged you tight. You hadn’t thought about a “perfect moment” to tell her you loved her. But this was as close to perfect as you could ask for.

You gave Laia one more kiss before you turned back around in her arms, settling back against her chest. You offered her the hot chocolate as you looked out over the Los Angeles skyline.

You wouldn’t have forgotten the first time Laia said those three words regardless of where she’d said it. But Laia had made the moment even more special by bringing you here. Only the two of you existed in this little corner of the world. Although you were freezing, you wouldn’t have changed anything.

You loved Laia. And now you knew she loved you, too. You couldn’t ask for anything more.

[jalnandanz]

to our everlasting love. — s.jy.

pairing: sim jaeyun x fem!reader

summary: sim jaeyun — or better known as jake — was everything to you. you remembered the very day the two of you got together, it was the best day of your life after all. as cheesy as this sounded, he was perfect. from his carefully sculpted face to his kind personality, and from his excellent grades to being a soccer prodigy. he was the golden boy of the school. maybe that was the reason why the two of you didn't last — you were absolutely nothing compared to him.

NOT PROOFREAD !

genre: angst, fluff, high school au, lovers to exes

word count: 2.1k

warnings: break ups, self-hatred, swearing, reader is kinda stupid at the start, reader puts themselves down a lot, implied drinking/alcohol at the end, mention of a clown

taglist: @amakumos @ja4hyvn @jungwoniics

a/n: hiii i was gonna make this sunoo or sunghoon but i remembered that jake was tied with jungwon for the 100 event so i decided to do jake instead ! :] i am actually so proud of this one fr ... plz give feedback T_T

you still remember the day you met sim jaeyun.

you were a new student, a complete stranger to this school. having transferred in the middle of the year, it was expected, of course, but it was still extremely intimidating being at a place where everyone had friends except you. you wandered around the halls, back and forth, not knowing where chemistry lab 1 was. you were sure you looked like an idiot, yet didn't have the courage to ask the office admins. they always looked grumpy and intimidating, after all.

just great, you were about to be late for the first lesson at your new school and look dumb rushing into class in front of all the other students. what a great start. the hallway was empty. you were sure that no one would be here to help you since class was starting in 3 minutes. just then, an unknown figure turned the corner, walking towards you. 

even from afar, they looked amazing. skinny jeans weren't in trend nowadays, yet this mysterious stranger managed to pull them off effortlessly. as they walked closer, you could see how good looking they were. not wanting to look stupid in front of such a great presence, you pretended to be tying your shoelaces. you bent down only to realize that you had worn slippers to school. fuck. now you looked like a living, breathing, clown to them. you awkwardly stood up, and saw that the stranger had stopped in front of you. when you looked up, you thought that this stranger was the most beautiful person you had ever set eyes on. you couldn't stop staring, and you did not even realize that you were doing so.

"are you lost?", the unknown person asked, snapping you out of your trance.

"yeah, i think i am? i'm new here, im supposed to be at chemistry lab 1 but i'm not sure where it is." you said, not daring to look him in the eye.

"oh, im supposed to be heading there too, wanna come with me? i kinda woke up late today." he replied, smiling sheepishly.

that explained why he was here so late. you replied with a "yes" and gratefully followed him to class, right before the bell sounded.

that was your first encounter with sim jaeyun. 

you had never known he was such a big figure in school, but you weren't surprised when you found out. i mean, with a face like that and personality so hard to find nowadays, why wouldn't he be popular?

you had surprisingly settled down quickly in the new environment, making friends with 3 girls in your chemistry class. yeji, lia and yuna were very friendly and outgoing, and did not mind the extra addition — you — to their small group at all. 

however, after that first meeting with jake, you had not really seen him around anymore, except for the chemistry class the two of you had together.

the second time the two of you met, he was studying at the library with your geography deskmate, jay. you hadn't known they were acquainted, which was surprising since you and jay were pretty good friends. geography was a boring subject after all, and the two of you talked throughout class everyday. you then realized that you had not given jake your name, yet you knew his (since he was oh-so-popular). when the two friends caught sight of you, jay waved to you. you walked over to them and said hi. to your pleasant surprise, jake had remembered who you were.

you gave him your name and the two of you exchanged numbers, frequently contacting each other after that day.

to be honest, you didn't expect jake to recall you at all, since he was friends with so many people. maybe it was because of how fucking stupid you looked in front of him that day, who knows. but you appreciated it. you were thankful for him wanting to get to know you more, especially since you were still relatively new and was still slightly cluelsss about certain things. it was nice to have someone to talk to. that was also when you found out that jake had actually also transferred recently, just 2 months before you. so it was good to have someone to relate to. so how did he get that popular so quick? you would never know.

jake was amazing, to say the least.

you loved how kind and how eager he was to help others. you loved how pretty he was and how his smile seemed to light up the whole room. you loved watching him play soccer even though you hated that sport. you never thought you would have watched a soccer game, but life is funny sometimes. you also loved how he was so genuine towards everyone and how he always stood up for his friends. you loved everything about him, from his personality to his looks to his attitude in life.

you loved sim jaeyun.

sim jaeyun loved you.

he loved how you were so awkward yet adorable. he loved how quickly you adapted to everything and how passionate you were about things you enjoyed. he loved your humor and loved the way you always managed to make him laugh, even if he was in the worst mood. he liked the way you dressed and how you were always polite to others. he loved everything about you, and never understood why you didn't see these things in yourself. he never understood why you always seemed to put yourself down and why you always seemed sad. you were one of the most beautiful people he had ever met and would never understand why you couldn't see that.

so, he tried to make you see all these things he loved about you.

the night you received a text from him asking you to meet him at the park, he confessed to you.

it was beautiful. the trees swaying lightly and the breeze humming quietly around the two of you. twinkling stars hidden behind the clouds that would appear any moment when the clouds shifted. just like his heart, that would pour out those feelings to you when the moment was right.

and the moment was right now.

the three words that came out of his mouth were so simple, but like a comforting melody to you. it was a reminder that there was someone in this world that truly cared for you. you weren't going to lie, the past few year had been extremely difficult and you were stuck at a low point in your life. so to hear those words pour out of his mouth was like a dream to you. he, who had pretty much saved you from detention on the first day of school. he, who had willingly helped you in a situation where someone else would've just walked by. he, who could make the whole world stop spinning with a smile. he had told you he loved you.

he kept telling you everything he liked about you, the words came out like a waterfall. when he was only halfway through, he abruptly stopped when he noticed the tears forming in your eyes. 

"hey, why are you crying?" he wiped away the tears with his thumb. the gesture may have been nothing to others, but to you it was everything. how long had it been since you had someone care for you like this? how long had it been since you had felt genuinely loved? and from the person you liked? it was a dream come true. the popular boy and lonely girl; how cliché this was.

things seemed to be looking up for you. you had caring friends, you were doing pretty good in classes and you were working a part time job at your favorite café. the best part? you had the best boyfriend anyone could ever ask for. 

sim jaeyun was everything. as beautiful as the pinkish sunrise at exactly 6.48am in the morning and as warm as a mug of hot chocolate on a winter evening. as comforting as a blanket pulled to your neck and as lovable as a giant teddy bear. he was perfect; and that was the reason your relationship soon started to fall apart.

you had never seen yourself as anyone worthy of love. to be honest, you didn't know what jake had seen in you. he had given you so much love, and what for? you couldn't return his love, not when you were like that on the inside, broken and irreparable. you had always thought that he was too good for you. maybe you should never have dated in the first place. you saw the glances and stares at you whenever you went out with jake, you weren't oblivious. you knew someone like you shouldn't be with someone as good as him. you knew that, yet you were never able to let him go. you knew that the relationship the two of you had would never last, so you tried to fix it. you held on to him so tight as if he would disappear into thin air if you let him go. after all, he was the first person who had cared for you like this, how could you release him so easily? and the worst part? he knew it too. he had let you hold onto him because he didn't want to lose you too. the two of you were lying to yourselves and each other. the two of you held onto each other so fucking tight because of fear. fear that you would be separated if you didn't hold on, fear that you would have to part ways, and fear that one day the two of you would no longer be able to keep this up anymore. the two of you were so fucking scared. jake had never considered himself to be a coward, not until he met you. because now he was so scared of letting you go. he couldn't bear to do so.

you, on the other hand, had never thought of yourself to be brave, but whatever it took for you and jake to stay together, you would do it. you were scared but fearless at the same time, which was quite different from jake. it was funny how the roles had swapped, from jake being the brave one to you being what he used to be, and you being scared at first, but now ready to face anything.

but of course, these kinds of relationships never work out in the end.

as time passed, you realized how you, in comparison to jake, were nothing at all. the old feelings had come back, no matter how hard jake tried to convince you otherwise. the old you had merely been pushed down like a float on water, only to bounce back up again. 

the feelings of self-hate had risen again. you were a speck of dust compared to jake, you were a lowly figure, you were absolutely nothing compared to sim jaeyun. he was out here all popular and you were an average girl who only had a small group of 3 friends. your grades were shit compared to his and you could barely catch a ball, whereas he could win against 5 people by himself in a soccer match. you looked absolutely hideous when you stood next to him and the two of you seemed to come from completely different worlds. if the two of you were placed on a scale, he would be an 11 and you would've been a negative one. you did not deserve someone like him. you did not deserve his love and care, you did not deserve someone like him to even look at you. 

and you made sure to let him know that.

he had seen it coming, he would be truthful. 

2 years later.

the two of you were still friends, with no awkwardness or hard feelings. he understood why you broke up with him and had accepted it. yet there was always something buried deep in his heart, a feeling he couldn't get rid of every time he saw you.

little did he know, you felt the same.

the two of you still had lingering feelings for each other, but both knew that you would never be anything more than friends. there was no possibility of it at all. you knew that a broken soul like yours would never be able to love, or be loved. he was your first, and you knew he would be your last. there was a strange comfort in that knowledge.

how wasted, wasn't it? two souls in love, who could never be together. clicking your shot glasses together, the both of you silently whispered bittersweet words in your hearts.

to our everlasting love, my dearest.

[venomous--fics]

Woflie Requested: IN THE SPIRIT OF HALLOWEEN AND BECAUSE IM ABOUT TO GO TO A HAUNTED HOUSE MYSELF

I need to see eddie and y/n getting the shit scared out of them in a haunted house -🐺 wolfie

Day 31!

A/n: Happy Halloween everyone! I hope everyone has a great day! I can't wait to hear about it!! Now, I still have some fics to get proofread and posted, so those will be coming out as well! Also, this haunted house is going to be based on one that my step-grandparents put on in our neighborhood. I went through it one year and it was pretty cool

The ahunted house was your idea. You were pretty much begging Eddie to get out and do something fun. He, however, insisted that staying in and just eating candy was good enough, but you wanted more.

Which is what lead you here. You were dragging Eddie behind you, pointing and shouting about, "Oh, look at the dead body!!" or "Wow this place is huge! It's gonna be awesome!"

Eddie, on the other hand, was just dying to go home. He knew this place was gonna suck and he was missing I Am Legend for this. His candy was left unattended on the couch.

You guys were ushered into the house, and right off the bat, you were thrown for a loop. A scary clown dragged you over to some contraption. It almost looked like a broken pinball machine. You took the hint and leaned over it, to see what the fuss was about.

At just the right moment, a puff of air was blown into your face and you stumbled back and into something. You jumped and turned around, fully expecting it to have been the clown for earlier, but instead if was just some axe murderer.

You chuckled a little at the effort they put into this scare, but it didn't really get you. Great try, though.

Eddie followed right behind you, "We just started and I'm already tired of it."

You zigzagged through the chain decorations, "Aw, c'mon, Eddie, it's gonna be fun!"

And the first real scare happened. Yet another person lunged out at you, and you were caught off guard, letting out a shriek as you tripped through the rest of the decorations. You waited for Eddie, watching as he tried not to laugh at you, "God, you should've seen your face."

"That was scary." you protested, "They actually scared me that time."

Eddie snickered and stepped in front of you, "Fine, you big baby. I'll go first and protect you."

He'd live to regret those words. Upon turning into the next doorway, and giant, menacing Spider came down, blocking the doorway. Eddie, being the big brave boy he is, let out a blood curdling scream as he grabbed you and threw you into it.

"Hey! Whose the baby now!" You looked back at him.

Repeating your words for earlier, Eddie straightened himself out, "That was just really scary."

"And you were calling me a baby." You replied, laughing as you crawled underneath the bug to get to the next room, "Whose the baby now?"

Humilated, Eddie followed you, "I hate bugs. I hate heights. I hate lots of things. What of it."

This room was dark, and you couldn't see where door was, "Yeah, yeah, keep playing the tough guy."

Knowing that you'd die first in a horror film, you held your hands out to feel for anything useful.

"Where'd you go?" He asked.

Your hands landed on something, "Ah, i think I found the door!"

Something quickly grabbed your hand, and you let out a shriek that somehow surpassed Eddie's in terms of fear. It was such a simple, and predictable scare, but it still did it's job effectively.

Manuveuring though the dark, Eddie thought he had found you, "You okay?"

"Where are you at?" You quickly moved away from whatever had grabbed you, " i can't see shit in here."

"I'm right next to you."

"No you're not."

"Who am I touching then?"

"I don't know, but it's not me."

You found a wall, and, using common sense, you figured that a switch should be near by. You began petting the wall and feeling every inch for any sign of a switch. You hadn't found any, however, you began to feel eyes on you.

"Stop staring at me. Just get over here." You said.

Eddie, who sounded like he was back to the other side of the room, "I'm not even sure where at."

That's when you felt something pet the top of your head, and then a cold hand touched your arm.

"Oh!" Eddie said, "I think I actually found the switch."

Was a switch, but a festive one. Once it was activated, red light flooded the room. Eddie looked at the switch, triumphant, "And you said you found-"

Eddie let out another scream as he turned around and got greeted with a ghoullish face. His shitty survival skills sent into into a corner, where he then proceeded to stay until you did the rest of the work.

You whipped open the door, "C'mon, crybaby!"

Eddie booked it and found himself standing behind you in no time.

The rest of the haunted house was like that. You and Eddie took turns screaming, or sometimes you screamed together and gripped onto each other like you were going to die. Although, to make it worse, the exit was a long hallway. Dimly light, with a door here ro there.

"You go first." Eddie said.

"No way, what happened to you protecting me."

"That was before I nearly pissed my pants," He replied, defensively.

"Go, go, go." You were pushing him through the doorway.

You clung to his jacket, head constantly turning to check every last opening. That's when you noticed that there was nobody here. This was all a joke.

"I think we're safe."

Much like Eddie, you'd regret those words as 12 different monsters jumped out. You practically had a heart attack as your soul left. Eddie, however, wasn't too fortunate. He had literally got the daylights scared out of him and he crumpled up on teh floor, just a few feet away from the exit.

"Eddie?" You asked, quickly kneeling down and rolling him over.

The lights in the hallway dimmed, which probably mean tthat they were resetting it for the next victims.

"You okay?" You asked tapped his face.

He was responding to anything you said.

"Eddie, this isn't funny."

You were going to cry if he didn't get up.

Eddie jolted up right, grabbing your arms, and you jumped. He laughed at you, "You should see your face."

"I thought you were hurt." You said, "That wasn't funny."

"It was so funny."

Eddie continued to laugh as he stood up. You got up after him, still a tiny, microscopic bit peeved.

"You gotta admit that it was a little funny," He said, dusting himself off.

You followed him out the door, and it was like instant karma. Someone jumped out and scared him. You laughed as Eddie continously screamed and pleaded for his life. Poor man nearly tripped down the stairs.

You pointed and laughed some more.

"It's not that funny." Eddie said.

"You look like you've seen a ghost! Look at you!"

Okay, it was a little funny--

"We had fun, can we go home now?"

"There's another one just a few blocks away. I heard they have this spot where they dump fake blood on you-"

"We're no-"

"You also get a bucket of candy if you make it through."

"A few blocks?"