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If denji and power were better at hunting master kishibe …

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Hiii love your writingggg, could you plsss do very innocent!reader and pervy!ethan 🫶🏻

Hiii! I hope you like it, even though you requested this MONTHS ago.

I'm not innocent, so I'm not the best at writing it🙃 Hopefully this is okay:)

Creep - Pervy!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader

This contains SMUT - Minors DNI

Summary: You ask Ethan for help in econ, and once Mindy mentions the empty bedroom in the apartment she shares with Ethan and Chad, you agree to move in. But you realize that your sweet, dorky new roommate has been stealing your panties.

Contains: Pervy kinda creepy Ethan, innocent inexperienced reader, fingering. m!masturbation.

A/N: Okay...this needs a part 2 but I'm already at 5k words lmao. A lot of fics I've read along these lines had had Ethan more subby, but not in this one. 👀

*For the poll I posted earlier today, this one had the most votes at the time of me posting this fic. I'm going to write them all in the order that they're wanted:)*

It seemed like your life was starting to fall apart. You couldn’t stand your roommate, your boyfriend had broken up with you, and your grade for econ was starting to tank. When you brought up your grade to your professor after class, hoping to figure out some way to raise it, she suggested that you talk to Ethan Landry.

The next time you had class, you beelined towards him once he walked in. He noticed you, getting a little nervous the closer you got. He wasn’t the best at talking to girls, he even thought this could’ve been a figment of his imagination that the girl he struggled to take his eyes off was walking to him. He was chewing the inside of his cheek, his eyes not leaving you until you were finally face to face.

“Ethan, right?” you sweetly said, as he nodded. “I hear you’re the best for tutoring, and I desperately need your help if you have the time.”

“I’ll make the time,” he spat out, before he internally screamed at himself for sounding so desperate to help. “I mean, I can help you.”

“You’re a lifesaver,” you said, as you pulled out your phone. “What’s your number?”

“Oh, um…” he trailed off, racking his brain for those ten digits that he suddenly forgot. “I’m sorry, it’s been a long day.”

“It’s okay,” you smiled, “Are you okay with me just giving you my number and you can text me so we can set something up?”

“Yeah,” he said, as he pulled out his phone and went to create a new contact. He passed you his phone as you typed in your name and number, before you handed it back to him.

“Don’t forget to text me,” you said, a sweet smile playing on your lips as you turned to walk back to your seat.

“I won’t,” he said, tightly gripping his phone in his hand as you turned to smile at him once more.

He was struggling to focus as he sat through that class. His fingers kept rubbing over the phone screen that your thumbs had moved across, and he started to realize how pathetic he was for already being so addicted to you when you’d only spoken to him once.

Later that week, you were supposed to meet Ethan in the library to study. You both completely forgot about the renovations they were doing, the normally quiet space filled with the loud sounds of the various pieces of machinery on the opposite side of the room.

“Maybe we should try to do this some other time,” you yelled over the noise. “I can’t concentrate on anything you’re saying.”

“Oh, okay,” Ethan said, looking down so you wouldn’t see the sad look on his face. That’s when he started to get an idea. “My apartment is only two blocks away. It should be quieter. You want to come over to study?”

You liked to be cautious, and you normally wouldn’t go to someone’s apartment that you barely knew, but Ethan seemed innocent enough, and you desperately needed to pass the class so you wouldn’t have to take it again.

“Sure,” you said, wincing as the noise in the room got louder.

You walked beside Ethan as you went to his apartment, and even though it was just for studying, he felt a glint of pride as he walked with you. He hoped that anyone who saw you together would think you were his.

“Hopefully my roommates won’t be too loud,” Ethan sighed, as he stuck his key in the front door.

“Nothing is worse than what’s going on in the library right now,” you said, as he shrugged.

“You say that now…”

You barely made it inside when you heard arguing. Ethan sighed in defeat before he turned to you, “I moved in with my friends, and they’re constantly arguing.”

“Oh,” you giggled, as you followed him into the living room of the apartment. “Oh, hey Mindy,” you said, as she turned to you and smiled.

“Hey! What are you doing here?” she asked, as she walked over to you. Chad just stood there, still worked up from the spat they were having when you walked in.

“Ethan’s trying to help me not fail econ,” you said, as she nodded.

“I remember you mentioning you were having trouble with it.”

Ethan was confused as he stood there, because Mindy had never mentioned you, but she seemed to know you quite well. The two of you talked for a few minutes, and once Ethan heard another guy’s name get mentioned, he immediately got jealous.

“I’m proud of you for not giving him another chance,” Mindy said, as you let out a small laugh.

“I’m not going to say I didn’t think about it, but I don’t need him making my life any harder than it needs to be right now,” you sighed, “On top of the bullshit with him, my roommate is just so awful. Like, she woke me up blasting music before the sun even came up today. I’m trying to find somewhere else to live, but I haven’t had any luck yet.”

“Well, we’re looking for a fourth roommate…” Mindy trailed off, as Ethan’s eyes grew wide. “It’d be nice to have another girl here.”

“Don’t tempt me,” you joked, as Mindy smiled.

“Seriously, think about it,” she said, before she started to yell. “Chad!”

You noticed that the other boy was no longer in the room, but you saw him again as he turned the corner and groaned. “What?”

“Okay, don’t be rude,” she snapped, “I’m trying to convince her to move into the fourth bedroom.”

“Oh,” Chad said, his annoyed face turning up in a smile. “Hey, I’m Chad.”

“Hey,” you said, before he started to go over rent and other things you’d need to know. “Why would I want to move in when you two argue like this?” you joked, as Chad tried to play it off.

“We shared a womb, we lived in the same house until we moved into our dorms, and I finally got a break from her,” he said, as she scoffed, “But now we have to live together again and we’re trying to figure out how to do that.”

“I’ve never lived with boys before…and I’m sure my parents would kill me if they ever found out, but I’ll definitely think about it,” you said, before you turned to Ethan. “I’m sorry, you want to study now?”

“Yeah, let’s go to my room,” he said, as he led you there.

You both got settled on his bed. He sat across from you, his back against the headboard as you adjusted to get more comfortable, laying on your stomach. He bit his lip once he noticed the perfect view he had down your shirt, the neckline barely covering anything as your chest was pressed against his bed.

“So, where should we start?” you asked, your soft voice barely getting his attention as he kept staring at your chest. He wanted to squeeze your boobs, suck on them, fuck them, even. “Ethan?” you questioned as you looked away from your notebook, and opened your laptop, completely blocking the sight he was fantasizing over.

“Oh, uh…” he said, as he opened his laptop. “Maybe let’s work on the quiz that’s due this weekend. It’ll show me what you do and don’t need help with.”

You spent over an hour studying with Ethan, and you felt like you were having a little bit of a better understanding. You were starting to get hungry, so you closed your laptop. Ethan glanced over his screen the second he noticed, getting another peak down your shirt again. This time, he saw a part of one of your nipples peaking out of your bra, the sight making his pants grow tighter. He fought off the sound that was threatening to come out before you sat up, once again taking his perfect view away from him.

“I’m starving,” you said, as you started to put your stuff away. “But thank you so much for your help, and I hope you’ll want to keep helping me. You’re my only hope.”

He softly chuckled at your words, “If you move in, we can study whenever you want.”

“You’d be cool with it?” you asked, smiling at him. “You didn’t really say anything out there and I didn’t want to actually start considering it until you said something.”

“Yeah, I think it’s cool,” he said, “If you do want to, and you need help moving or anything, let me know.”

“Thanks, Ethan,” you said, smiling again before you made your way out of his room.

He wanted to walk you to the door, but he knew the second he stood up, his hard cock would be so obvious. He ran his hand over the spot you were laying on the bed, your warmth still soaked up by his comforter. The view down your shirt was burned in his brain as he got up and walked over to the door, shutting and locking it before he dropped his pants to give his aching cock the attention it desperately needed.

The next time you had econ, you walked in and sat down beside Ethan. He didn’t notice at first, but he soon smelled the familiar scent that he couldn’t get out of his head after you’d left his apartment a few days before. He wasn’t sure if it was your hair or the perfume you were wearing, but it smelled delicious.

“Hey,” he smiled, his pupils growing large as he saw you. “Are you okay?”

He took in the stress on your face, and how tired you looked.

“Yeah, are you sure you’re cool with me moving in?” you asked, “Because I can’t deal with my roommate anymore.”

“Yeah, of course,” he said, “What happened?”

“She invites her boyfriend to stay over whenever she doesn’t have class the next morning,” you sighed, “I don’t want to explain all the sounds I had to listen to while I tried to sleep last night.”

“Oh,” he said softly, “Well, your room would be beside mine, and I wouldn’t keep you up all night.”

“I bet that’s why I’m failing this class right now. I never sleep,” you said, as you looked over to him. “Wait, you don’t have a girlfriend that stays over?”

“No,” he said, his cheeks turning pink at your question.

“Sex is overrated,” you shrugged, “But I really thought you would’ve had a girlfriend.”

“Really?” he asked, as your professor walked in.

“Yeah, you’re a cutie,” you smiled, before you directed your attention to the lecture.

Ethan was thankful that you were so focused and didn’t see the cheesy smile on his face. The girl he’d been thinking about as he jerked his cock for the last few days called him cute, and his heart was swelling.

After a couple weeks, Ethan, Chad, and Mindy showed up to the apartment you currently lived in while your roommate was at her boyfriend’s to help you move.

“First, I want you guys to know that none of this mess is mine,” you said, as soon as you answered the front door for them.

“Whoa,” Chad said as he glanced around. “There’s no way you live with a girl.”

“Yeah, you’ll never guess what I found on the kitchen floor this morning,” you said, as Mindy started to think.

“With the mess, I’m going to guess…dead mouse?”

“Not even close,” you said, as you shook your head and shuddered as you thought about it. “It was a condom.”

“Like…in the wrapper or…?” Chad asked, as you, once again, shook your head.

“Used.”

“Ewwww,” Mindy said, cringing at the thought.  “Okay, is anything in the kitchen yours?”

“I already boxed that stuff up. Except the dishes that she’s refused to wash,” you said, as you led them to the living room. “The TV is mine, and that lamp,” you said, as you pointed, “But other than that, I really just have to worry about my room.”

“I think it’d be best to have all the heavy stuff in the living room so Ethan and I can worry about that,” Chad said, as you nodded and led them down the hall.

You had already packed up most of your room, which made it so easy for your new roommates to help you. Once Chad was carrying your mattress out and Mindy had ran out to get coffee, Ethan started to glance around your room. He noticed the hamper full of clothes in the corner, and he found himself inching closer towards it as he listened to you and Chad talk in the living room. Before he could stop himself, he grabbed a shirt off the top of the pile, inhaling its scent. He let out a deep breath before he went to put the shirt back in the hamper, before he noticed some black lace sticking out under a pair of your jeans. He snatched it out of the basket and put it in his pocket before he put the shirt back in it once he heard footsteps coming back down the hall.

“Did you need help with this?” Ethan asked, pointing to the basket, trying to make it not seem like he was being weird.

“Shit, I forgot to do laundry,” you groaned, as the realization hit him that the panties he’d grabbed had been worn. “I’ll carry that out.”

“Okay,” Ethan said, before Chad motioned for him to help with the dresser.

Later that day after you got your stuff moved into your new room, you flopped on your freshly made bed as Mindy popped in.

“So, I’m going to try to convince the guys to share a bathroom so you don’t have to share with Ethan,” she said, as you shrugged.

“It’s not a big deal,” you said, “I just hope he doesn’t mind all the girly stuff in the shower and the makeup and stuff.”

Ethan didn’t mind at all. In fact, he’d already been in the bathroom, smelling your body wash, your shampoo and conditioner. The skincare products you used. He realized that all those things together were the cause of the scent that made his head spin.

Later that night after you had takeout with everyone, Ethan excused himself to go to bed. He couldn’t stop thinking about your panties that were still in his pocket. Once he pulled them out, he ran his fingers over the lace before taking in your scent. He softly groaned before he dropped his pants, the thoughts of his face buried in your pussy making him harder by the second. He had them tightly clutched in his fist as he started to stroke himself with his free hand, small whimpers flying out of his mouth as he tried to imagine how soft your hand would feel wrapped around him. His bottom lip was in between his teeth once he started to get louder, the tip of his cock red as be brought himself closer to the edge. Just as he was about to cum, he deeply inhaled the scent of your panties one more time before he rubbed them against the tip of his cock, his thick, white ropes covering the lace.

You thought living with boys was going to be difficult, but your first month wasn’t bad. You were surprised at how clean they liked everything to be, and Ethan always put the toilet seat down. You started to get close to your dorky roommate, especially once you spent so much time studying together. You already thought he was cute, but once you actually got to know more about him, you realized that he was so sweet, so nice. He might’ve been a little shy, too, but he got to the point where he was doing cute little things to make you laugh.

One day, you went to do your laundry in the apartment. You walked over and were about to throw stuff in when you noticed clothes were already inside, and Ethan quickly rounded the corner with the rest of the stuff he needed to toss in.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” he said, “You want me to take my stuff out? I can wash it later.”

“No, it’s fine, I’ll wait,” you said with a smile, before you noticed something familiar in the washer. “Oh,” you said, your cheeks turning pink as you reached out and grabbed your panties out of the washer. “Must’ve dropped these in.”

Ethan’s eyes grew wide as he noticed them in your hand, the realization hitting you that they were sticky.

“Eww, what is all over these?” you said, a disgusted look on your face as you tried to figure it out. You looked over to Ethan, his face bright red and his eyes huge, when you pieced it together. “Ethan…”

He just stared at you, the silence deafening as he tried to think of something, anything to say to you. He’d gotten away with stealing your panties for a month, but it was a way for him to feel close to you, and satisfy some of the sexual frustration he had whenever he thought about you.

“What’s on my panties?” you questioned, as he tensed up. “Actually, I don’t think I want to know.”

You tossed them back in the washer and walked past him and headed straight to the bathroom to wash your hands. When you went to your room and shut the door, Ethan huffed and tossed in the rest of stuff that was in his hands before he started the washer.

As the day went by, you couldn’t stop thinking about Ethan, and how you’d noticed that pairs of your panties had been going missing ever since you moved in. But then you’d randomly see them again, in the top drawer of your dresser after a few days. You didn’t think Ethan was like that, and it made you feel a little uneasy to live with him.

Later that night, you had to say something to him. You walked out of your room and glanced around the apartment for him, before you walked to his closed door and started to knock. He eased it open after a few seconds, his eyes connecting with yours through the small crack.

“Can we talk?” you asked, as he took a deep breath and hesitantly opened the door for you.

You walked in and took a seat on the side of the bed, your gaze on his floor as you tried to think of the right way to talk to him.

“You want me to leave the door open,” he asked, barely above a whisper as you shook your head no.

“If Mindy or Chad come home, I don’t want them to hear the conversation.”

“Thanks,” he mumbled, before he took a seat beside you. “I’m sorry.”

“Why were you stealing my panties?” you asked, as he took a deep breath.

“I can’t explain it without sounding like the total creep you probably already think I am.”

“So…that was what I thought it was on them,” you said, as you turned to look at him. He nodded, looking away to not meet your gaze.

“Again, I am so sorry,” he said, “I know you probably hate me, and I understand if you don’t want to be around me. I’ll stay in my room so you don’t have to see me.”

“I’m just a little confused,” you said softly, as he finally let his eyes connect with yours. “What’s so exciting about my panties?”

At that moment, one thing you said to Ethan started to play in his head. ‘Sex is overrated.’ He was questioning how much experience you actually had.

“Do you really not know or are you fucking with me?” he questioned.

“Like, does it feel good? How does it even turn you on?” you asked, curiously staring at him.

“They uh…yeah, it feels good when I uh…rub them on myself. And they smell like you.”

“They smell like fabric softener and laundry detergent,” you said, a small laugh slipping out as he shook his head.

“I haven’t been stealing clean ones…they smell like you.”

“Oh,” you said, as you looked away from him. “That turns you on?”

“You have no idea,” he said, and even though the conversation was uncomfortable, he was getting hard.

“Why are guys so weird?” you thought out loud, laughing a little as you shook your head. “So does that mean that you like me? Or you’re like…sexually attracted to me? I still don’t fully get it.”

“Both,” he said, “I think you’re so beautiful, and I’ve had so much fun with you this last month…but I also think about you in a different way, too. Ya know?”

“I’ve thought about you that way, too,” you admitted, “It’d kind of hard not to. I hear you through the walls all the time.”

“You’ve heard me?” he asked, a blush spreading to his cheeks. “I’m sorry, I know you hated when you heard your old roommate.”

“I like it when I hear you,” you said so softly that he barely heard it.

“Do you touch yourself when you hear me?”

Your breathing got heavier at his question, and Ethan noticed. You were getting so flustered under his gaze.

“I…I’ve tried to,” you said, as you took in the curious look on his face.

“Tried to?” he asked, “What do you mean?”

“Like…I know what feels good, but I can never get myself…there, if you know what I mean.”

“You’ve never made yourself cum?” he questioned, admiring how cute you looked as you got embarrassed.

“No one has.”

“No one?” he asked, his throat dry at the thought. “Are you a virgin?”

“No…but I’ve never enjoyed sex. Like, it feels good, but I think it’s so disappointing when you hear how amazing orgasms are and then I just never get one.”

Ethan expected the conversation that was happening to go so differently. He thought you hated him, but there you were, telling him that you’d tried to get yourself off when you’d heard him. The thought of him being the first one to make you cum had him salivating, but he didn’t want to make you uncomfortable if he offered.

“Have you ever…given someone an orgasm?” you asked, as he nodded. “I’m jealous of whoever she is.”

“Don’t be,” he said, scooting a little closer to you. “Fuck, I’d make you cum all the time if I could.”

“Really?” you smiled, “If you ever want to, I’m right next door,” you joked, as he smiled and shook his head.

“Hey, don’t offer that or I’ll be in your room every day.”

You were starting to squirm against his bed, your thighs rubbing together so subtly that he could barely tell. The sexual tension was so thick, your breathing getting heavier as you thought about how good Ethan would make you feel.

“I think I need to go back to my room,” you said, as you started to stand up. That’s when you glanced at Ethan’s lap, noticing the tent in his sweatpants.

“Do you really want to?” he asked, “Because if you want me to take care of you right now, I will.”

“Seriously?” you questioned, as he smiled and nodded.

“Come here,” he said, reaching out to grab your hands, pulling you to him.

Once Ethan leaned in to kiss you, he was almost taken aback by how quickly your lips were moving against his. He was desperate for you, but you were just as desperate for him. He matched your pace before he pushed you back on the bed, his hand running from your hip, up your ribs, until it landed on your breast. You gasped into the kiss once he squeezed it.

You had massive butterflies in your stomach once you felt his cock pressing against your thigh through his sweatpants, your head was spinning, but you were loving every second of it.

“Hey, I have an idea,” he said, once he pulled away to catch his breath. “I think we should go to your room.”

“Why?” you asked because you didn’t want to stop. You needed his lips back on yours.

“Because you have that full length mirror leaning against your wall,” he said, chuckling once you noticed the confused look on your face. “I want you to see what I’m doing to make you cum…in case I’m never here to help you.”

“Okay,” you said, as he stood up and grabbed your hands.

Once he opened his bedroom door, he listened to make sure he didn’t hear anyone else in the apartment before he walked out and to your room next door. He shut and locked your bedroom door once he made it inside, before he pulled you into another kiss. His hands held onto your hips until they started to rub against the flesh under the hem of your shirt. He kept inching it further and further up, until he pulled away to pull it over your head. His lips went back to yours as he reached around to unhook your bra, his hands squeezing at your breasts once they were free.

His mouth moved to your neck as his hands explored your body, before they snaked under the waistband of your leggings. He moved them down over your hips as you shimmied out of them, leaving you in nothing but your panties. He recognized them as the first pair he ever stole, the black lacy ones.

“Fuck,” he mumbled, as his hand moved to rub you over your panties. The material was soaked as you moaned at the feeling. “That feel good?”

“Yes,” you said, quickly nodding your head just in case he needed the extra confirmation. “So good.”

“I hate that I have to take these off you,” he said, as he inched the fabric down your thighs, leaving you completely nude in front of him. “I’m going to sit on the floor in front of the mirror, and I want you to sit between my legs.”

“Okay,” you said, as he took a seat on the floor, his legs spreading for you to sit. You did as he said, looking at him in the mirror as he spread your legs, placing your feet on either side of his legs on the floor.

You watched him lick two of his fingers before he placed them against your clit, rubbing slow circles. Your eyes stayed on the reflection of his hand, your mouth parting as you started to breathe faster. He added a little more pressure as you fully relaxed back into his chest, the softest moans slipping out as he went a little faster.

“Ethaaan,” you whined out, the noise quickly becoming his new favorite sound.

“Shh, I don’t know if anyone else is here,” he said softly, “Just keep your legs spread for me, baby.”

He rubbed a few more circles on your clit before his fingers moved lower, one of them slipping inside you. He pumped it in and out for a minute before he added another, as you angled your neck to look up at him. He leaned down to kiss you as his fingers moved, before he started to mumble against your lips.

“If you ever finger yourself, this…” he said, as he curved them just right, a low moan flying out of your mouth, “Is the spot that needs attention. Okay baby?”

“Okay,” you whimpered, as he moved his fingers faster.

The sounds you were making just kept getting louder, and Ethan was just hoping and praying that no one else was home. One of your hands clung to his thigh as your other hand wrapped around his wrist, as you started to feel…different. It felt so good, and the last thing you wanted was for him to stop. Once he went even faster, the squelching sound of your wet pussy and your whimpers filling the room, your legs were trying so hard to close as your toes curled against the carpet on the floor.

“Oh my god,” you moaned, your fluttering eyes watching his hand in the mirror as your body started to tingle.

“Cum for me baby,” he encouraged, as you finally let that feeling wash over your body. You were jolting, your eyes screwed shut as his fingers started to slow, his free hand roaming your chest as you let out all your sounds.

Once you fully relaxed in his arms, he placed a kiss to the top of your head as your hazy eyes connected with his in the mirror.

“Now you can’t say no one’s ever made you cum,” he said with a smile, as he slid his fingers out of you. “Did it feel good?”

“That was better than I thought it was going to be,” you said, “Thanks, Ethan.”

“You’re welcome.”

You sat there in silence for a minute as you felt his cock pressing against you, and you wanted so badly to take care of him, until you heard commotion in the apartment.

“Hey, guysss,” Chad yelled, as he walked down the hall.

You tensed up as you glanced at your door, before Ethan whispered, “It’s okay, I locked it.”

You relaxed again before Chad started to yell again, “Tara’s here!”

You forgot about hanging out with Mindy and Tara for the night, and you didn’t want to pull away from Ethan, but you hesitantly did, your legs wobbling as you tried to stand. Ethan got up to help you, and once you got your bearings, he started to grab your clothes off the floor for you.

“Thanks,” you said, before you noticed him pick up your panties.

“No, thank you,” he joked, a smirk playing on his lips as he backed towards your door. “I’ll see you when you get back in the morning.”

“I better still have panties in that top drawer when I get back.”

[zikkytheblicky]

ofcc!! srry this is late.

☆ for my ml, angel anon.

(NON-BLACK PEOPLE DNI. THE SLUR IS USED MULTIPLE TIMES)

⊹content warnings⊹

(don't scroll past this, it's important since i changed up gojo n’ geto + readers attitude 😃)

- both gojo and geto blasian so dont be surprised if you hear suguru’s racist comments and satoru and suguru js speaking ghetto ☠️..

-feminine male reader- anon didnt specify but id they want me to change this i will make a separate post for them 🫶🏾!!

-black reader cuz angel anon is black.

-not smut nor fluff.. i forgot if this type of stuff is called lemon or lime! sorry 😭💓.

-reader gets kinda aggressive im ngl to you like he did not take gojos little antic lightly

-kinda made reader gojo n suguru ghetto. idk i didnt think ts with much thought

-gojo tries to get his lick back, forgetting you were a real 🥷🏾 despite being feminine. he needs to stop playing with m!reader fr

-you’re very spoiled because i’m a SUCKERERR for spoiled reader x jjk character.

-this is not proofread i’m so sorry 😭!! + i did this like at 11-4 or sum

-sadly anon didn’t specify if they wanted top surgery reader or not so to be safe i’m just gonna say he does!!

-use of you/your pronouns except for when gojo is yapping/complaining to you’re brattiness to getou.

-no sourcerer au.

-rich gojo (SHOCKING 😨)

a/n: i hate this piece it sounds so tacky 😭..

♡︎NOT CAPITALIZED ON PURPOSE !!

to say you weren’t usually bratty is an understatement— it rarely happens unless you’re joking or you’re being bratty towards someone else not gojo.

it all happened first, when gojo took you to get your nails done and you didn’t give him your signature move for when he gives you something you want— pulling on his collar/tie and kissing on his cheek along with a sweet, “thank you satoru ! i love you! see you later!” or something along those lines— you instead give him a mere glance and a dry, bored “bye, gojo.” before walking over to your bestfriend(s) who were also getting their nails done. and by the way you were giggling into your palm when you thought satoru left shows you were trying to get him riled up.

satoru thought it was cute ,

at first. then it started getting him annoyed and a bit triggered.

and what does he do when he doesn’t agree with something you do?

…

obviously don’t tell you about it and instead goes to bother his best friend- suguru- about it instead.

“he’s been acting so bratty suguru. i remember when i got him his favorite color of glittery roses and all he did was say a dry response like, “oh thanks, gojo.” HE DIDN’T EVEN SAY SATORU OR A PET NAME RAGGHH” satoru screamed out into his phone microphone, his eyes puffy from all the fake crying he did earlier.

“don’t you have work to do? also he’s just going through a phase satoru, you’ll live.” suguru said dryly, the sound of the clicking of a keyboard and the sounds of a pen being smoothly dragged across a paper filling satoru’s apple headphones.

“you wouldn’t understand suguru..” satoru whined, blinking his bright blue eyes at the camera. His pouting lips sucking up the last bit of juice from his drink.

“all you have to do is punish him y’know?” suguru muttered, he shuts his book staring at satoru with a disgusted face. “Ew . stop pouting your lips while making fuckin sucking motions you look like a monk.” suguru sniffed, grabbing his bonnet and putting his hair up.

“i dont wanna hurt himmmm-“ satoru whined, ignoring suguru’s racist comment.

“not like that, durdur.”

satoru could practically hear the roll of geto’s eyes as he saw the younger dark skinned man pick up his phone and turn off his camera- most likely about to get ready for bed- it was 11 am after all.

“in a sexual way, nigga.” suguru mumbled out, the sounds of crinkling sheets flowing in and out of satoru’s ears nicely.

“oh my god… suguru you mastermind.” gojo smirked, grabbing his macbook and opening it swiftly.

“jesus christ what are you gonna do, satoru?” suguru asked with a sigh, rubbing his temple soothingly- he sounded so tired of gojo’s antics.

“ight so the plan is..”

it is late. you just got home from an interview of what life is like being satoru gojo’s husband— you hate those types of reporters. instead of worrying about what the content of your creator was, they worried about your status. oh, how annoying they are.

you kick off your jordans, rubbing your eyes gently- thankfully you didn’t put on any eyeliner.

you head into the first kitchen on the first floor, went into the pantry and took out a fruit snack before you head upstairs- when you were pulling up into your driveway all of gojo’s cars were in his drive so you know he is home.

i’m surprised he isn’t cuddling up on me already.. You thought with a snort, twisting your curls in boredom.

your curls bounce as you skip your way up the carpeted stairs, entering you and gojo’s shared room.

“satoru-.”

there, you say your husband in a thin, silky robe, nike pro boxers on, his 24 carat gold stud earrings glistening in the low light the seeped into the room, a thin 24 carat gold necklace, and slides on. he was at his desk, typing away on his phone, he didn’t even notice you until you cleared your throat, crossing your arms over your chest.

the albino haired man lazily turned over to you, a bored look on his face though you could see a faint smirk on your husband’s face.

what is this nigga smirking for ? you thought with a scoff, your slippers making loud noises as you walk over to him.

“oh. hi, ‘mn’.” satoru’s tone was bored and disinterested, he went back onto his phone and started typing quickly. and he had such an excited expression, a ghost of a smile on his lips like he was trying to hide the fact that he was more interested in whoever he was texting instead of you.

and that pissed you off. like who the fuck is this nigga talkin too that catches his attention more than you? his boyfriend ?

that damn phone i'm about to throw that shit.

“satoru.”

no answer.

“satoru?”

no answer again. who the fuck was this negro on the phone with?

“SATORU-“ you yelled, pulling his ear out from his bonnet- being careful not to pull his earring out. sure, you were annoyed at him but you aren’t going to hurt him.

“what the fuck- what? damn.” gojo groaned, putting his phone screen to his chest with an annoyed glare.

who the fuck does he think hes talking too?

“nigga who do you think you’re talking to? i’m not the one stop trippin’.” you crossed your arms, releasing satoru’s ear.

“what did i even do?” satoru responded too calmly- the fucker had a visible smirk on his face too.

silence .

silence is what you “responded” with before smashing your lips with satoru’s, grabbing his white dreads and rubbing his scalp gently- completely opposite from your prior action.

satoru’s tongue licked almost every corner of your mouth, tasting the bitter vodka taste left in your mouth.

you both pulled away with a string of spit following each other's mouths.

“don’t dish out the heat if you cannot take the heat back, darling~!” satoru purred out, grabbing you by your waist and pulling you into his lap.

you tsked in response, resting your head on his neck.

and maybe later that night satoru punishes you by forcing you to cockwarm him for an hour straight.

(you failed after 10 minutes.)

ts is short asl ik but like 🙁

[aizawasbrazybaby]

❥𓂃𓏧Fuck The Girls

𖦹Warnings: Cheater!Ichigo x Fem!Reader, Mentions of bullying, Brief Spit Play, Pet Names (ex. Baby, Honey), Switch!Ichigo, Switch!Reader, Modern College!AU, P in V Sex, Sex Videos are made consensually

𖦹Word Count: 2.4K I regret nothing

🫧: Sorry for the late post🥲I had to start everything over. 🫶🏾🫶🏾🫶🏾

ᐕSummary: In your defense the storm came earlier than expected and your bully’s boyfriend was too hot to not fuck..

You’re an adult. Everything you do has consequences. That means hitting them will get you put behind bars. They aren’t worth the risk. You told yourself to sooth the seething anger. Tears of pure fury ran down your cheeks as your fingers massaged your temples. Coffee stained your white shirt and jeans. The hot drink had seeped through the rips leaving first degree burns on your thighs. You composed yourself enough to walk out the local cafes bathroom with your head held high. Leaving all signs of weakness in the stall.

You walked back to your table attempting to ignore the four sorry excuses of humans behind you, plus the bystander. College is better than high school my fucking ass. Just professors that overwork me and more mean bitches to put up with.

“Why do you always antagonize people?” the man with them asked severely unamused, “go apologize.”

“What? I literally didn’t do anything,” the tall brunette, his girlfriend, smiled to stop a laugh, “you should be saying that to Angie I wouldn’t have spilled my drink if she didn’t bump into me.”

“Not true,” the dark skinned woman grinned, “I just happened to trip over my own two feet.”

The four burst out in laughter.

“Go. Apologize. Now.” He said through gritted teeth.

“For what? We didn’t do it on purpose,” she flipped her long hair over a shoulder.

You closed your MacBook turning it sideways so the coffee could drain before you struck it back in your tote bag. Anger was starting to resurface and the urge to strangle every last one of them swelled. He nearly leapt from his seat, “hey! Wait a minute-” You raised a single finger as you walked out that left him in a stunned silence.

ෆ

“Who messed with the ice queen today?”

“Remember the girl I told you got caught fucking the Dean?”

He hummed.

“Her sister Angie, Lina the short haired girl, the one that’s more like their pet, that bitch Regina and her boyfriend.” You said giving him a quick rundown.

“I don’t understand..just transfer or leave if they keep picking on you why stay?” your best friend who was currently studying across the country said.

A white towel wrapped around your head and a hot pink one on your body, “and let them win? Let them think they got the better of me and be another girl they got to leave? You must’ve forgot who I am, and they got me all the way fucked up if they think they can bully me into leaving. I chose to come here and that’s where I’ll remain for my last two years.”

His head fell back, “prideful ass. It’s only two years transfer your credits and come study with me.”

“You're right,” you removed your head towel, “it’s only two more years..so I’ll finish here.”

You flashed a smile and he rolled his eyes. I applaud you for your efforts but I’m not leaving.

“Stubborn as a mule, I’d expect nothing less. What are you gonna do about your laptop?”

You sighed and squeezed the towel into your wet hair, “well luckily for me I sat at the table that has the security camera pointed directly at it anddd if all goes well they’ll hand over the footage I’ll ask her to replace the Mac and if she says no I’ll take her to court.”

“And if they don’t have it?” he switched out of his shirt and into his work uniform.

“…then I’ll resort to old habits.”

“I thought you left beating people up in the past.”

“Desperate times call for desperate measures…she’ll pay one way or another.”

“Good god,” he exhaled heavily, “text me when you get home so I know you didn’t kill anyone please”

“Eh we’ll see.”

ෆ

The bell atop the door chimed as you stepped in. Few patrons sat sipping and chatting to each other. Made sense being that the place closed in a little under an hour. Aiming for the cashier you asked for the manager and explained the situation. You let out a sigh of relief you didn’t realize you held as he went to the back. That bell chimed again and you glared at the man who entered. Ichigo.

“____? That’s your name right?” Ichigo stood next to you. So casually as if two friends were just meeting up. Your only reply was an eye roll. “I’m sorry for what ‘Gina did, I'll replace your shirt and pants.” He dug in his pocket searching for his wallet, “I’m Ichi-”

“kurosaki I know. We're in the same major class and I don’t want your money or that half ass apology especially if it’s on behalf of her.” malice laced your words.

“I feel bad for what she-”

“If you came here to,” you furrowed your brows, “how the hell did you know I was gonna be here?”

“I’m sorry it seems that camera hasn’t been working for a while. I can check the others if you like.” It was more of a question than a statement.

You faced your classmate, “no need. You can tell your girlfriend she can either replace my property or she’s gonna be in for a painful awakening.” You smirked already out the door before he could speak.

“____,” he trailed behind you like an abandoned puppy, “I’m not your enemy okay. For fucksake ____.” His hands gently grabbed your waist, guiding you to the wall of your apartment building. Arms on either side of your shoulders. Goodness he was a sight to behold. He wasn’t your usual type but with a voice that husky and low many exceptions could be made. Too many.

“Listen to me..please,” he huffed, “I’m sorry my rude clumsy girlfriend damaged your shit. Okay, I really am, and I’ll make her apologize too if it’s the last thing I do but let me replace the laptop.”

“Rude? Clumsy? Your girlfriend..that bitch is a fucking bully. Nothing but a pretty face with a nasty spirit.” you shoved him but he didn’t move, “how could you even be interested in someone like that? Don’t you want better for yourself?” You looked into those amber eyes and your blood all but bubbled. Fierceness and honesty scorched through him. A strong wind whipped across your heated skin and then it came. A loud crack of thunder accompanied with a strike of lightning. Shit. The hurricane. How could you forget about the weather warning.

You grabbed his arm dragging him into your high rise apartment. Better safe than sorry. He looked out the window watching the rain slice in every direction. “Barely made it,” your shoulders dropped. He approached you forcing his credit card in your hand. “I’m not taking your money,” you snarled, eyes falling from his..then lowered to those enchanting lips. A second too long did you let your gaze linger. A second was all he needed to notice. To follow your line of sight.

“Is it something else you..something else I can offer?” Ichigo raised a brow, a mild blush on his cheeks.

You looked his body up and down as spite pricked at your emotions and thoughts of what he looks like under you rippled through your mind. Your face was undoubtedly straight, easily mistaken to be uninterested. He took a step back for every inch you moved forward until his legs hit the couch and he sat, “Regina’s not gonna appreciate this.” You straddled his hips and he welcomed you with open arms and a cock that throbbed between your clothed bodies.

“Regina’s not here,” his hands trailed under your shirt massaging your breast. Ichigo nearly tore your top to shreds trying to remove it. Unclamping your bra in the process. His face settled between your tits before taking a hard nipple in his mouth. Tongue graciously sucking and licking the buds.

“So eager to fuck a woman who isn’t your partner,” your fingers gripped his soft locks as you released a breathless sigh at the sensation.

He pulled back, letting go of your bud with a pop sound, “I am when she brings me to her crib and throws herself at me.” His fingers dug into the sides of your ass grinding your cunt on him. A soft groan left the both of you and you kissed him. Sloppy, lustful and full of so much spite. Slick collected in your panties and partially your pajama pants. Eyes shifted down his body landing on what lay next to him. Fell out his pocket and right into the wrong hands. “Fuck I needa feel that pretty pussy on me” he sucked your bottom lip allowing his teeth to graze over it before releasing. Hands fumbled at the button on his pants. Just as needy, you removed your pajamas, sliding your panties to the side.

Fuck,” he pulled your hips down bottoming out inside of you forcing a mix of a moan and a yelp, “so tight.”

“Not so fucking rough,” your cunt fluttered around him and he stilled. Watching. Impatiently waiting for those words. A sign. His hands slid up your waist rubbing your breast more gently and attentively than any other guy you’ve been with. Something close to infatuation filled his gorgeous features.

“God your so fuckin pretty,” he whispered, “can I move?”

You nod. He lifted you up much slower this time. Carefully as if you were made of glass. Dropping you down on his cock that was already pumping precum. His raw length sent shivers down your body from the size alone. The stutter and hesitation in his hips revealed his fear of hurting you. Breaking you in half on his dick.

“Ichigo,” you demanded, “don’t make me regret bringing you here.” Your pussy clenched as tight as it could around him and his back straightened. Nails making indents in your ass. It took every fucking bone in his body not to lose control and pump into you until his cock was soft again. “Fuck me like you mean it.” You nipped at his cheek.

Confidence had him hitting every golden spot he could down there. Only being affirmed by the sweet noises you made. His favorite fucking sound that he could listen to for hours. Wanted to listen to for hours. You left kisses in a path down his neck glaring at his phone. Matching his rhythm you grinded into his thrust sending his head back, eyes shut. You snaked your hand to his chin and twisted it opposite to yours. Baring the exposed sensitive skin on his throat you risked it.

Snatching his phone you slid your tongue on his soft flesh. Not daring to slow down in the slightest or release your grip. “r’fuckin me so good honey. Feel amazing inside me,” you moan in his ear not removing your eyes. He grunts to pussy whipped to scramble the words together. No lock. You pondered if he was bold or just stupid. You wince at the half finished message on screen.

Bit of a dickhead move to dump a girl over text even if she was a piece of shit human

You open the camera staying in the messages with Regina and move to the video option. Ichigo’s head falls back as you take a handful of his silky hair..and press record. Arm outstretched so she can see that you're riding him and he’s under your complete control. Exaggerated moans fall from your throat and he responds with his own to match

“Fuck. So wet.” Is all he managed bringing a big pale hand down on your ass more than once. Your back arches and your chest presses into his.

“Love this pussy? I fuck better than your bitch don’t I?” You made sure to say loud enough for the mic to pick up.

“Fuck yes,” he mumbles, “wanna put a baby in you.” You drop down and on his cock and still yourself. Releasing a guttural moan.

“Open your mouth and I’ll let you fuck me from the back.” Hand still tangled in his hair, he obeys. You lean over spitting on his tongue and shoved yours in his mouth after it. He tasted as good as he felt. Your orgasm wasn’t too far behind. “Gonna nut in me?”

“Yes,” he chanted, “love this pussy, god I love you.” He didn’t. It was the lust speaking for him. That you couldn’t deny. Point taken, you ended the video and made sure it was delivered alongside the half finished breakup text.

“Ohhh shit,” you both said, for two different reasons. You were unfolding in each other's arms. Yes. But that video. It was too late to see the other contact icons at the top.

A group chat. This asshole was gonna dump her in a group chat. Not that I have any room to talk. His problem to deal with when I kick him out.

The apple logo flashed before the device shut down. You let go of his hair and his thrust became uncontrollable. Smashing every sweet spot he could find until he couldn’t hold back anymore. His cum coated your walls and in the blink of an eye he had you face down. Ass in the air on full display. His thumb rubbed against your hole pushing deeper and he slid two fingers from his other hand in your cunt. Not caring his cum gushed out with every pump. You winced hard as you clawed at the couch. Allowing your release to overcome you. “Good baby get it all out.” His voice an unfamiliar gentle sound.

His cock head patted your core before he relentlessly drilled into you. Mildly painful from the sudden penetration but overwhelming pleasure coursed through you. Waves of overstimulation washed over your body. The coin was flipped. He held the control over you. One of ichigo’s hands held onto the fat in your ass and the other rubbed overbearing circles on your clit. “Kurosaki,” you whined. Eyes in the back of your head.

“What is it baby? Wanna make another video?” He chuckled at the brief halt in your moans. He placed one dirty sneaker on your ebony cushion. Following his second orgasm. Increasing his pace he pummeled your poor pretty pussy until more of his semen was overflowing. He pulled out collapsing on the couch, lifting you in his arms.

“How did you know?” Embarrassment barreled it’s way to your chest and face. Avoiding looking in his direction.

“Peripheral vision is a thing baby.”

Not your baby.

“Are you not mad?” You fingered his necklace.

He shook his head, “I knew it wasn’t gonna last to begin with but…we’re not talking about that. I could have stopped you at any time but honestly I wanna see her react..their reaction just as much as you do.”

You smirked.

Asshole.

[w2soneshots]

world you write for ksi about the reader being like a huge influencer and she randomly goes live and jj, without knowing walks in just and presses kiss on her forehead and then it's like "oh shit" and the next day it's all over twitter

sorry about my explaining skills they ain't the best

Live -KSI

Words: 0.5k+

Warnings: none.

In which yours and JJ’s private relationship becomes a little less private.

a/n: thank you for your request anon! I hope that this is what you were thinking. Enjoy🍿🫶🏼

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y/username: happy Friday🌟 @ksi

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y/nfanpage21: you two are so cute!!

user6183905: can't believe JJ bagged her

I've been with JJ for 3 years now. We met at a YouTube event and the next morning I had an instagram message from him asking if I got home ok, a months later we'd been on multiple dates and I was officially his girlfriend. We kept our relationship a complete secret so only our friends and family knew but decided to announce it quietly to everyone after a year of being together. We still kept it pretty private, only posting the odd photo here and there. I've been doing YouTube for years and have a pretty substantial following on all of my platforms, so thankfully don't get to many of the "your with him for the money" comments.

y/username just started a live video...

I decided randomly that I was going to go live to say hello and answer some questions. Thousands of people immediately started poring in. "Hey, how's everyone doing?" I asked while trying to read through the comments. "I'm bored so I thought I'd pop on here to answer some of your questions." I said. "When are you gonna do another PLT collection," I read aloud, I shrugged "can't answer that one." I said with a wink to the camera. "Ok umm- where's your top from, Bershka." I answered.

After a little while I heard the door to my office click. I quickly pressed the "pause live video" button as JJ walked into the room. "You alright?" I asked. "Yea, I'm just heading off to training, see you in a bit." He said then pressed a quick kiss to my forehead. "Bye, love you." I said with a smile. "Love you." He returned the smile then left. I turned back to my phone to see it still on and the comments flooding with: "OMFG" "I screen recorded it!!" "They're so cute" "I THINK SHE ACCIDENTALLY LEFT IT ON🤣" my eyes widened "shit." I said aloud. It didn't pause. I quickly said goodbye and ended the live.

JJ arrived home a few hours later. "Hey." He said tiredly. "Hi, how was training?" I asked, pushing myself off the couch. "Good, I actually-" "JJ," I interrupted him, his brows furrowed "I um- earlier I was live and I forgot to tell you and I thought I paused it when you walked in, but I didn't and they-" I rambled. "I saw." He said calmly. "You did?" He laughed "it's all over twitter, the boys sent it to me." He said with a chuckle. "You're not mad?" I asked. "What? No, of course not." He replied. "Oh, good." I sighed of relief. "I am getting roasted though, I think this is gonna take awhile to die down." He said with a grin.

ksi just posted a new story!

[mikalara-dracula]

omg !! loved ur ruki turn on n offs ! 😫 idk if ur taking requests rn but may we get one w reiji instead ? if not its k but those hcs were so good thx for the food 😭🫶

💙 Reiji's turn-ons & turn-offs—

Warning: 18+ content below; don't read if you're a minor and aren't comfortable with slight NSFW. This is a fictional work and should not be taken seriously.

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Hi there, Anons!

Thank you so much for requesting! It looks like you all requested the same thing. I'm very sorry about the wait! I hope you all enjoy reading it. Feel free to request again anytime. :)

Turn-ons:

Intelligence—If there’s one thing we know about our tea-loving vampire, is that he loves intelligence. He’s quite intrigued by this and finds it to a lethal trait on a woman.

Curly hair/Fluffed hair—Reiji has a thing for curly hair, or old-fashioned hair-styles on women. He finds that they exhibit a lot of class and look particularly lovely on women as well. Particular hair styles @liannelara-dracula and I think Reiji would love on a woman are the ones Shalom flaunted in the 90s in some of her most famous catwalks. For example: (1), (2), (3), (4).

Height—There’s something about a tall stature on a woman that Reiji finds attractive. It might be because he’s tall-ass himself and may want a partner that’s around that height, but this isn’t something he’s super set on, please bear that in mind.

Red bottom heels—These absolutely seduce our bae Rei. Wear these, and he’s all yours. ;)

Tight, but also loose dresses—Reiji just loves this look on a woman, where some of her curves are highlighted, but not entirely either. It’s something he really finds attractive. These are some examples: (1), (2).

Defined waistlines—Let’s face it, all of us girls have waistlines. If a girl manages to define her shape a lot in this area, Reiji’s very turned on by it.

Backless dresses—I forgot to mention this earlier haha! But yes, Reiji absolutely loves backless dresses on women, preferably red or black. Like, that amount of nudity is enough to send him over the edge, especially since such a vulnerable part of the body is being shown.

Charming lingo—A girl who has a charming way of speaking, to the point where she can flatter but also spit diplomatically. He’s all for it because sophistication’s a big thing for this classy vampire.

Red lipstick—He finds this to be very attractive on a woman, something that really completes her look altogether. Plus, Reiji has secret desire of having a woman leave her lipstick imprint on his cheek.

Tidiness—This is one thing that Reiji loves and in which, his brothers lack—heavily at that anyways. He just loves the idea of everything being perfect and in place, hence, his lab being a perfect example of this habit.

Cleanliness—Another obvious thing his brothers lack. Reiji finds cleanliness to be a great but also necessary aspect since he likes everything to be spotless, so having an s/o with this trait is something he considers ideal. Poor Yui being victim to his rigorous cleaning methods.

A woman’s walk—It’s actually canon that Reiji is strict when it comes to sitting/standing/walking postures. So the way a woman walks, he considers it to be a way that she displays herself. So, if she has a k!ller walk, he is d-e-a-d. xDD

Turn-offs:

Ignorance—Reiji honestly hates this because he doesn’t find there to be any excuses for it. He’s very on top of things and finds it incredibly stupid if someone doesn’t know better when they can about a certain subject.

Laziness—Ah, it’s no wonder Shu and him don’t get along. Reiji absolutely loathes being lazy. There isn’t one day where Reiji just decides to sit back and do nothing for no apparent reason. He only rests when he feels that his mind and body need a break, other than that, he does not sit and laze around like a certain blonde vampire. Apart from this, he constantly points out how much he hates Shu’s laziness, so he wouldn’t dare engage in it himself.

Curiosity—If there’s one thing Reiji hates, it’s the curiosity of others regarding his life. As a vampire prince, he’s very used to people wanting to meddle in his life, and he absolutely hates it since it’s not genuine at all—it’s just for other’s gain and nothing else.

Uncleanliness—Reiji, in general, hates cleaning up after his brothers since they just trash the place and leave it that way. He absolutely hates when things are out of place, let alone dirty, so uncleanliness is definitely a turn-off to him when it comes to both people and romantic partners.

Loudness/Outbursts—He’s not a fan of yelling. He much prefers to talk things through with people. It may be snappy, but it’s classy and he deems it to be better than raising his voice at someone, unlike some of his brothers tend to do. It’s canon that Reiji has raised his voice before, but he was beyond enraged and it took A LOT to get him there, so it’s quite rare if he does this. In general, he doesn’t prefer to get that far and keeps things pretty calm when he’s debating or arguing. As mentioned before, it’s quite rare to see him behave that way.

Imperfections—They can be of any sort, and if ya’ll have seen the anime adaption, he literally explains to Yui that he hates imperfections and “[w]ill not tolerate them.” Reiji’s kind of a handful at this point, but he’s Reiji.

Accepting things as they are—It’s canon that Reiji cannot accept reality for what it is when things don’t go his way. He seriously has a hard time with this and in one of his game routes, he pointed out that Yui taught him how to look at the brighter side of things when something didn’t go right.

Bad manners—Oh geez, this is probably Reiji’s biggest pet peeve and something he can’t look past. He finds it discordant when people can’t behave politely. He’s not even asking for kindness, but as long as someone conducts themselves with respectful mannerisms, it’s enough for him. After all, we’ve seen him scold his brothers countless times for it. That dining scene tho.

[lumoverheaven]

The hell am I doing here?

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Creep!Joel Miller x plus size!fem!reader

!!! 18+ content. If you’re a minor go away !!!

A/n: Here we are! My 3rd installment to my now series! I hope the smut parts are good and makes sense! Also not proofread so any and all mistakes are mine! As always constructive criticism is welcome! Enjoy! Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated! 🫶🫶💗💗

Warnings: creepy behavior, stalking, facefucking kinda- , cum eating, lmk if I missed any!

W/c: 1.4k

Creep (pt.1) Weirdo (pt.2)

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It had been a few days since your sleepover with Sarah, you left their house in a rush and with so much guilt. When Sarah called and asked why you left before she woke up you made the sorry excuse saying you had to do homework because you forgot that you had an early due date. She was a little confused but she didn’t press on. Joel on the other hand was dying, this man didn’t know how to cope with what had transpired between you both. You hated him now didn’t you? Every day he hoped to receive a call or a text from you saying you didn’t mean those harsh words you told him that night. You didn’t mean them at all and you loved him. But that didn’t happen. He was losing his mind- he needed to see you, needed to hear you speak, needed you in your entirety.

Sarah had tried to get you to hang out at her house again but you always refused. You would only hang out with her if it was at your house or it was out in town. You didn’t want to see Joel, you didn’t even want to see Sarah still consumed with your guilt. But you couldn’t just ghost your best friend no matter how bad you felt it wasn’t fair for her to be punished for your bad decisions.

Sat alone in your room you’d often think about how he made love to you.. No matter how awful you felt you couldn’t help but put your hand in your panties trying to replicate the delicious feel of Joel. Too often did you masturbate to the thought of his thick cock or his thick fingers stretching you out perfectly. The more you thought about it the more you felt bad for how you reacted but there was always a nagging voice inside saying that you did the right thing. That what you both did was highly inappropriate and should never happen again. As you went through your post-nut clarity you decided that no more. You had to move on, it was for the best. Even if it hurt you to the core, it had to be done.

.。･:*♡ ♡*:･。.

Summer had passed and Sarah had gone back to college. It was also radio silent from both yours and Joel’s ends. Little did you know that a few days earlier Joel lost it and began keeping tabs on you. Before work he’d drive past your dad’s house to see if your car was still in the driveway or not. During his lunch he’d slowly drive through the different parking lots of your college to spot your car. When he’d get off of work he’d pass by your dad’s house once more, just to be sure you got home safely.

After a few days of his stalking, he had spotted you walking out of college. You looked so beautiful and radiant, he smiled at the sight of you. His smile quickly soured when he saw who you were with, who was making you laugh. You were with some lanky kid, he had seen the look on that boy’s face and he knew that look all too well. A boy like him couldn’t handle a plump goddess like you. Only he could. Why did that asshole feel so entitled to be in the mere presence of his girl?

Enraged, Joel sped off to his house. Once there he made his way to his room. He took out his phone. Fuck it. He was gonna text you and demand answers as to who that kid was and why he felt the right to be around you.

Baby. who the fuck were you with today?

WHO fucking was he?

Why was he so chummy with you huh?

Answer me.

He spammed your phone and when you wouldn’t answer after several hours he took matters into his own hands. Getting in his truck he sped to your house, he knew your dad was working late for these past few weeks so he wasn’t concerned with getting caught. He knocked loudly at your house door calling your name.

Eventually you came out with an angry look on your face. “What the hell are you doing here?! I thought I told you not to look for me.” You spat out in anger. “You gonna tell me who that boy was princess? Or do I need to fuck that information out of you brat?” He replied in a low growl as he shoved his way inside your house slamming the door behind him and locking it. You walked backwards towards the living room. “What are you talking about Joel? What boy?” you asked as he inched closer to you, making you fall back on the couch.

“Don't play coy baby.. That boy you were smilin’ and laughin’ with earlier today as you were leavin’ campus.” he chuckled darkly as he towered over you. He gently grabbed your chin and made you look up at him. “Don't tell me you forgot how good I stretched that pussy of yours some nights ago. Why you doin’ this baby hm?”

You gulped as your lips trembled, why was this turning you on? The simple fact he just admitted to stalking you should’ve turned you off- should’ve made you kick him out but it had the opposite effect on you. You shifted your thighs as you felt your arousal leak out of you. “Sorry… he was just a friend.. Nothing serious..” You didn’t know why you felt the need to explain yourself to him. He wasn’t your boyfriend and you promised yourself you’d stay away from him but here you were falling into his arms again. “Thas not good enough baby. I don't like when my girl is laughin’ around someone who ain’t me. Oh and don’t think I’m lettin’ you go unpunished for ignorin’ me either. So be a good little girl and show me how sorry you are.”

He spoke condescendingly as you felt butterflies in your stomach. Fuck morals, fuck your principals, you let your arousal take over your actions as you stood up and got on your knees. You looked up at him and went to unbutton his pants. “Thas a good girl.” He encouraged you as you freed his rock hard, throbbing cock. “Go on baby, put ‘em in your mouth.” You’ve never sucked cock before so this was all entirely new but you had seen women give blowjobs to men in different pornos you’ve browsed. You spat on your hand and began to pump his cock, he groaned as he bucked his hips into your hand. You leaned down and kitten licked his tip, before you took him in your mouth. You only made it halfway when you began to gag and tear up. “Easy princess go slow f’me. Don’t hurt yourself. Breath through your nose.” He encouraged and you nodded your head. Doing as Joel instructed you eventually were able to take him completely in your mouth. You had a steady pace that was making him whimper out and his thighs tremble. “Fuck so good baby..” He grabbed your hair and began thrusting in your mouth. At first he started out slow then as if something snapped inside of him he began to thrust his hips harshly and wildly. Your eyes widened as more tears spilled out and you held onto his hairy thighs for stability. After a few more ruthless thrusts he came down your throat.

He pulled out and grabbed your chin. “Open wide baby.” You opened your mouth to show the pearly spend that was inside. “Thas a good girl. Now swallow it all. Don’t waste a single drop.” You closed your mouth and swallowed. The salty taste of it all overbearing your senses and it slightly hurt your raw throat as it went down. He brought you up to your feet and placed a rough kiss on your mouth.

“There we go baby. That wasn’t so hard. Now stop ignorin’ me and maybe I’ll fuck you again real soon.” You were dumbfounded, completely gobsmacked. You just nodded your head as Joel smiled darkly. “Good.. Gonna get goin’ now baby.. Remember your pussy is mine. Your little throat is mine. You are mine.” You watched as he left your house and heard him drive away. You were deeply enamored at this point, he had imprinted on you. You knew were completely fucked.

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[da-proti-toku-grem]

sorry if someone has already pointed it out, I was going to post this earlier but I got attacked by Jure's pics and I forgot 😅

So, we have this bit of information (from this translation by JOsubs 🫶):

And hear me out. What if the protagonist they are talking about is Damon? I mean, we know they were filming the mv last week AND we know that Damon flew to Ljubljana with them. Also, it says that the protagonist is struggling while the band pours out its soul, so I don't think it'd make sense that any of the guys was the protagonist.

Of course, it could be another person, but the fact that Damon flew all the way to Slovenia with them is just 👀

[bronzeeditsx]

Maya fanfic part 12!

sorry I haven’t posted in awhile, I just lost a bit of motivation and had a bit of a writers blank, but I have some more ideas now so the next chapter shouldn’t be as long of a wait. Thank you for your patience. 🫶

The next few days consisted of you doing viewings for your apartment and some one had made an offer.

Turning the key and opening Maya’s door you were greeted firstly by Mocha.

“How did it go?”. Maya asked, watching you bend down to pet him.

“Some one made an offer”. You replied, a smile displayed across your face.

“That’s great”. She said, bringing you into a hug as soon as you stood back up.

“Have you heard anything about the new apartment yet?”.

“No not yet”.

“I’m sure we will soon”.

“Hopefully”.

“Hopefully on your birthday tomorrow”. She said, with a big smile.

“That would be good”.

“It will oldie”. She teased.

“I’m only five months older than you”. You rolled your eyes.

“That’s a long time”. She chuckled.

You laughed and walked into the kitchen to get a snack as you were hungry.

“So what would you like to do tomorrow for your birthday?”. She asked.

“Hmm…we could go to the beach if you want?”. You knew Maya loved the beach and she hasn’t been yet since joining, you wanted to make the day enjoyable for both of you.

“Are you sure? what’s the weather going to be like?” She replied trying to not seem as excited as she really was.

“I think it’s meant to be sunny for a few hours, then it will go cloudy. If it’s too bad we can just walk around the shops for a bit, but it will probably be too cold to go in the sea”.

“Okay, but i’m use to going in the sea whatever temperature”.

“Oh sorry Guernsey girl”. You joked sarcastically. You’ve lived in Manchester your whole life so you only went to the beach if it was summer or if you were on holiday.

She laughed at you slightly pushing your back. This made you slightly hobble to the side due to your cut foot that was still healing.

“Heyy”.

“Have you been hobbling around all day for the viewings?”.

“Slightly”.

She laughed back at you.

“It’s my birthday tomorrow, don’t be mean”.

“I’m only joking”. She replied wrapping her arms around you and softly kissing your neck.

“Hmm”.

“I’ll make it up to you tomorrow”.

“Okay”. You smiled.

- The next day -

Slowly opening your eyes you realised it was your birthday. Usually you spent past birthday mornings with your family, however this year since you were going out with Maya to the beach earlier on, you were seeing them later for dinner.

Speaking of Maya you looked to the side of you and noticed she wasn’t there. Sighing you realised she was probably already downstairs so you would have to get out your nice warm bed. As soon as you got downstairs you saw Maya making breakfast.

“Good morning”. You said, with a tired smile.

“Morning…no, no I was going to give you this in bed, I didn’t know you were awake”.

“May it’s ok, i’ll just eat it now that i’m here”. You chuckled.

“Are you sure?”. She asked.

“Yes,i’m sure”.

“Alright then, I just thought since it was your birthday…happy birthday!”. She said eventually, too busy focused on preparing breakfast she forgot to say.

“Thank you”. You laughed as she brought you into a hug.

“I’ll give you your presents later”.

“You didn’t have to get me anything”.

“Of course I do, it’s your birthday”.

“Usually I just get bank transfers nowadays”.

“Oh..well not this year”. She smiled, handing you breakfast that she cooked.

“Hmm are you sure you made this, it actually looks nice”. You joked.

“Heyy, i’m an amazing cook”.

“Has anyone told you that?”.

“Well…no, but I think I am”.

You laughed back at her. “Well I think you’re an amazing cook”.

“Aww thanks”. She replied, slightly blushing.

“Do you still want to go to the beach in a few hours?”. You asked.

“Of course, i’ve been excited all day”.

“Aww how cute”.

“I’m not cute”.

“Yes you are”. You chuckled.

- A few hours later -

“I can’t find my bikini anywhere”. You groaned searching through every crevice of Maya’s bedroom and some boxes you haven’t fully unpacked when you said you were going to unpack them a week ago.

“Do you want to open your presents now or later?” Maya asked.

“I don’t care, i’m just trying to find my bikini first”.

“Oh…ok sorry”. She said disheartened.

You brushed a hand along your face. “Maya I didn’t mean it like that, i’m sorry of course I care about what you generously got me. I’m just stressed as we’re already half an hour behind because of me”.

“It’s fine, I understand I shouldn’t have asked you now”.

“No it’s not your fault”. You replied wrapping your arms around her and straddling her lap as she sat on the side of the bed, watching her bedroom become a mess.

“Well if you can’t find your bikini I guess you’ll have to swim naked”. Maya joked.

“I’m not sure if the other people on the beach will like that”.

“But I would”.

“Very funny Le tiss”. You replied, playfully pushing her head to the side.

“Hmm that’s a nickname you’ve not called me before”.

“Well i’ll call it you until we find my bikini”. You said getting off her.

“Well I like it”.

“Of course you do”. You chuckled. “Oh and i’ll open my presents at the beach as we won’t have time now”.

“That’s okay”. She grinned.

-

You were now in Maya’s car along with her and Mocha as you started your hour long drive to the beach. Eventually you managed to find your bikini that ended up at the pit of the box you typically last looked in.

Luckily the weather was on your side as the sun was creeping through the clouds but it was still quite windy and chilly.

There was a few people along the sandy beach but not many as it was November. Maya walked Mocha as well as carrying the bags as she insisted.

“It’s so nice here”. You said as you lay a blanket out for you both to sit on.

“Yes it is, reminds me of home”. She replied with a big smile. She then let Mocha off his lead as there wasn’t that many people around. He straight away made a break for the sea.

“I can tell someone loves the beach”. You said, watching him splash in the water.

“Yes, whenever I go back to Guernsey with my family we always take him there”. You then looked back to her and she was already undressed ready to go in.

“Someone’s eager”.

“I’ve just not been swimming for awhile”.

“Same to be fair”. You then started to get unchanged, however it was so cold you started shivering finding it hard to even take your t-shirt off.

“C’mon you get used to it after a bit”.

“I dunno it’s too cold, but i don’t want to get my shirt wet”.

She then rubbed both your arms. “It’ll be fine, just stay close to me..you can wear my shirt if you want”.

“N-no i’ll just brave it”.

“You sure?”.

"Yep”. You replied not confidently at all.

Slowly you made it to the shore, dipping your toes in the freezing cold water. Maya quickly merged herself into the water as if it didn’t faze her at all. Cold water swimming is meant to be good for you.

“C’mon it’s not that bad”. She said, holding out a hand.

“Maybe for you”.

“I’ll ease you into it then”:

“Fine”. You replied, holding her hand then slowly going deeper, even though your body fought against it. But unexpectedly she then pulled you up to her quickly submerging your whole body. “Heyy”. You whined as you were in slight shock, however not long later you realised she was right, it wasn’t that bad.

She held your thighs as you wrapped your legs around her, still trying to gain as much heat as you could.

“How are you feeling?”. She asked.

“Well a lot better now i’m next to you”. You chuckled.

“Good”. She replied, however you noticed her eyes were starting to wonder down.

“My eyes are up here”.

“Y-yeah”. She replied, her face starting flush, she couldn’t be discreet at anything to save her life. Instead you lifted her chin up and brought her into a kiss, her hand moving to hold the back of your neck.

“Hmm”. She hummed after you broke the kiss. However not soon after your body started shivering again.

“Do you want to get out now?”.

“If that’s okay”.

“Of course, I don’t mind as long as you’re okay”. She replied, starting to carry you out the water, you still wrapped around her. Mocha then started following you back to your belongings.

“I need to leave in a few hours for my family dinner anyway”.

“Oh yeah, that’s fine”. She replied handing you a towel, but quickly looked you up and down one last time before your towel surrounded you. You just laughed at her, but couldn’t help but do the same.

Unfortunately there was nowhere for you to get changed so you thought you would have to uncomfortably wear your cold, wet swimwear under you clothes until you got home.

“Do you want me to shield you with the towel if you want to get changed, there’s no one else around”.

“Actually that would be good thanks”. Shortly you did the same for her and started packing some things away.

“I’ll give you one present now and the rest later”. Maya said with a big smile.

“Aww thank you, you really didn’t have to ge-“. She covered your mouth before you could finish the sentence.

“Here”. She replied handing it you. You then nervously opened it. She didn’t take her eyes off you, watching for your reaction.

It was a pandora necklace with a heart on it.

“Oh my God Maya this is so beautiful, but they’re so expensive”.

“That doesn’t matter, you deserve it”.

“Are you sure?”.

“Of course i’m sure, let me see it on you”. She clipped it on and as she lay eyes back on you her face lit up.

“You look incredible”.

“Thank you”. You replied, quickly wrapping your arms around her holding her body close. “I love you softie”.

“Love you too”. She replied trying to hide the tears that were nearly falling down her cheeks.

“Aww don’t, cos i’ll start crying now”.

“I-it’s because it’s windy”. She said unconvincingly.

“Yeah right”. You giggled.

She laughed at you whilst wiping her eyes, you doing the same.

“Let’s get some lunch then, i’m hungry”.

“Me too”. You replied, but couldn’t stop smiling.

The rest of the day consisted of you having lunch at a cute coffee shop and walking Mocha around the small village. Before you knew it you were already back at Maya’s.

“Here’s one last present before you leave”. Maya said, with a big grin.

“You’re too kind”. You replied, and starting unwrapping it expecting nothing much. It was a pandora ring that matched the necklace. “Oh my God, Maya I can’t take this, you’ve spent too much”. You said almost in tears again.

“I want you to have it”. She replied, putting it on your finger, it fitted perfectly.

“I don’t know what to say…thank you”. Bringing her into a hug once again.

“I didn’t want to give it to you earlier in case you lost it in the sea”.

“Yes knowing my luck i probably would have”. You laughed.

“Well I hope you have a nice time with your family”.

“Would you like to meet them?”.

“Oh um I dunno, i’ll have to look after Mocha, I do want to at some point though”. She said nervously.

“No it’s fine I understand, but i’m gonna miss you”. You said leaning towards her.

“I’ll miss you too”. She replied, moving her hands down the sides of your dress. You brought her into a kiss, trying to savour every second with her before you leave in a few minutes.

Pulling away your breath taken by her, you watched her face filled with love.

“I should actually go now, I don’t want to be late to my own party”.

“Fine, but promise you’ll come back later, I have something else for you”.

“You got another thing!”.

“Yes”. She smiled.

“Okay, I pinky promise”. You replied linking your little fingers together. She laughed back at you, watching you walk towards the door however you couldn’t help but kiss her goodbye one last time.

“See you later”. She grinned.

“Bye softie”. You hugged her and made your way to your car, she watched until your car had turned the corner and out of sight.

[ohvu]

chapter six — smack him for me

word count. 564 warnings. hitting someone notes. italics (thoughts) proof read done by @lunarxsun tysm bae 🫶

Okay, you were being dramatic. The meeting went well as Xiaoting and Mashiro, who came with, expected.

The final broadcast felt like a breeze for you to wrap your head around the weight of responsibility and pressure. Today, it finally sinked in.

The meeting ended with some positive remarks that added a new weight of burden.

You finally left the room with new thoughts in mind. Forgetting the fact that Mashiro and Xiaoting, who were waiting for you, are just a couple buildings nearby. Hoping to clear your mind a bit, you opt to visit the rooftop before heading down to the cafeteria.

You stride through the black hallways, checking your phone while you're at it. That was a bad idea, with you bumping into a person. Yet again.

deja vu.

"Ah, I'm sorry"

"Oh it's all good"

Meeting their eye, you recognize him as Park Sunghoon. He was holding phone turned ON alongside a plastic bag filled with snacks and energy drinks. Guessing he was on his way to practice practice room with his members bombarding his phone, you realize you look like were checking him out.

How embarrassing.

"ehem. Sorry, i didn't mean to stare." well that felt awkward.

You miss your members. Thinking about them made you realize the members who were waiting for you a couple buildings away.

Freezing at the thought, you forgot there was a person in front you.

Sunghoon, who later realized, the person that bumped into him was you - LN YN. Their topic recently.

"hey, are you LN YN?"

Snapping out from the daze you were in with a single question, you answered yes.

"Well, we watched your drunk-dazed performance. You did great"

"Oh. thank you sunbaenim"

Surprised with the praise, it was interrupted when your phone rang. Remembering the members that were with, you answered the phone. Saying you were done and you would talk to them about it later. The call ended with them telling they'll text you when they're down at the lobby and Hiyyih's tweet earlier resurfacing your mind.

With your phone out of the way, you're surprised to see Sunghoon still there with him scrolling through his phone.

"Ah, sunbaenim!"

"I guess you're supposed to be leaving now, it's nice to meet you"

Nodding, you thought about Hiyyih's tweet. Hitting him (lightly) for him to relay it huening kai (lightly) would be alright, yeah?

You debated on whether to embarrass yourself or just leave it be but you've come to choose the former that you'd come regret later on.

"Uh sunbaenim, sorry for this"

And with that, you lightly smacked his arm. With a quick apology and explanation, you blurted out a "I'm sorry for suddenly hitting you. It was supposed to be for Huening Kai sunbaenim as his sister told me to do that if i do see him. But since he's not here and you're here, I smacked you so you could relay it to him...."

Silence was met when you blurted that out. Just in time, your phone dinged, indicating Xiaoting and Mashiro arrived downstairs. Doing out a quick bow and muttering a goodbye, you walked away fast not bothering to look back.

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SYNOPSIS. debuting was a dream of yours, the problem was pledis doesn't have any plans on debuting a girl group soon. joining a survival show was your last chance, thus, you took it in hopes of debuting. now that you’ve achieved it, you promised yourself to not let anything hinder you while promoting. fate, however, had other plans. bumping into your senior slash label mates was a normal occurrence, but being them interested in a junior slash label mate wasn't. oh, how fate wanted to spice things up.

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[cael9m]

CIGARETTES OUT THE WINDOW. — 𝐣. 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞

social media au - crack fic - fluff - SERIES

#vol. I = you should’ve just stayed in bed

editors note: I FORGOT TO INCLUDE THE SOCIAL MEDIA PART SO THATS WHY ITS DIFFERENT IM SORRY 😭💀

✩ ˖˚˳⊹

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐊𝐄𝐘𝐒 onto the side table next to the door as you drag yourself to the couch and plop down, getting comfy. As you snuggle against the comforting couch, you pull out your phone to look through instagram and check on what your friends have been doing.

With your name, you could go anywhere right now. With anyone you wanted. You could get into any club. Hell, you could even buy the club. But you found the comfort of your own apartment in L.A. more comforting than that knowledge.

bzzz. bzzz. bzzz. oh crap. who’s calling now?

you pick up the phone as you begrudgingly get up from you comfy spot to go to the kitchen.

“dude! where are youuu?!!”

it was your cousin, flint, you could practically hear the alcohol in his voice.

“huh?”

“where. are. youuuuuuuu??”

“home, why? i just got here.” you say as you lean against the counter, continuing to scroll through social media.

“no no no, you’re supposed to be here!! remember your lil’ party????!!!”

you immediately go to his instagram profile and see he’s already posted some drunk selfies at the bar.

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That’s right. One of your movies did surprisingly well in the box office and your cousin thought that it called for a celebration. He told you earlier this week that he already had the bar rented out but some assholes rented it too, meaning you have to share it with some strangers. But it’s whatever, in his words.

“rightt. sorry. uhm..”

“no you can’t skip on this.”

“okay fine. i’ll be there in like 30-ish minutes?”

“as long as you’re heerreee!!”

And with that you hung up and re-considered your life decisions as it took you 15 minutes to get up. You grabbed your keys again with a sigh and closed your door.

When you got to the bar you really contemplated leaving as you couldn’t take your hands off the wheel and eyes off the neon signs decorating the windows of the bar. You could always say there was an emergency.. You reached for your phone to message your cousin,

“Hey!”

“OH MY GOD”

Your cousin threw his head back in laughter as you had to restrain yourself from hitting him.

“You scared the shit out of me! What are you doing?”

“Waiting for you!! Cmon, there’s people waiting for you!”

He opened the door to your car and dragged you out. the whole walk across the parking lot was just you trying to get him to release you but you knew your inevitable doom of having to say hi to multiple people and actually socialize.

“Everyone! hereeeessss (name)!”

You wave an awkward hi to the crowd in front of you with a sheepish smile. Almost instantly, everyone cheered. And then again almost instantly everyone went back to what they were doing. Except for a few people who came up to congratulate you.

Your cousin let you go from under his arm to go do his own thing. You didn’t know where to go from there so you just went to the nearest seat and

Someone tapped your shoulder. “Hey!” Oh no..

You turn around just to find out it was your other cousin, Angela. “Oh hey Angela. Nice to see you again.” you greet her with a smile. “Hey (name)!” she responds with the same smile. “So i see Flint has already traded you in for some drinks?” she asks with a smirk. You didn’t even have to respond to get her an answer. A quick shake of the head and a chuckle did it. She was called over by some other friends that were invited and that left you alone once again.

You go back to your phone, opening up instagram and refreshing your page. And on great timing, you saw Angela’s new post.

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You look up to see Flint coming up to you. “(nameeeee) come meet my new friends!!” he managed to slur out as he tugged on your arm. You looked around to try and find Angela for help, but Flint was already pulling you out of your chair.

Flint dragged you all the way across the bar and around some corners all against your will until you finally managed to wriggle yourself out of his grip.

“Dude i don’t even know these people!”

“Oh no, Actually, you kinda do.!” he said between giggles.

“What?”

“Remember those dicks who rented out the other half of the bar??”

“yeah..?”

“Turns out they’re not such dicks after all!”

This time he motioned for you to follow him and you willingly followed. He brought you to one of the farther corners, where the pool table was. His presence caught the attention of one of the guys there. He turned around with a smile that meant nothing other than trouble on his face.

“Hey dude! Thought we lost you!” he had a surprisingly rasp voice.

Flint turned to you, “(name), let me introduce you to my good friend,”

He put a hand on the guys shoulder, “Steve-O!”

[transpanda-1]

I-I was gonna do this way earlier but uh, I-I forgot, heheh (^_^;). S-So sorry if someone else has already asked these.

"Do you have a large or complex headspace?"

"Do any headmates in your system have exo-memories?"

"Does your system have any tics?"

"Is your system bad at masking?"

T-Thank you in advance anyway!

In reference to this post

🫖Hooray! We did not receive much at all, so thank you for the ask game, yes oh, yes! 🫶🏼

Headspace: Not particularly! It is a little, vague! Headmates will get rooms, in an idea of an RV, but it is not that large if we can focus on it, enough! (If we count talking in TYFE world than it’s kingdom hearts big, Ohoho 🤭)

Exo-memories: not really, truthfully! The concept intrigues us to no, end, but we don’t really feel exomemories no!!! Annie feels and understands she’s always been “here” but has no thoughts of her source outside of story ideas we get with, her!

Tics: oh boy, do, we! Our body can, twitch, if an alter switches in. We have a, tendency, of shuddering a lot too when some alter things, happen!

Masking: hmm, yes and no? We have the ability to mask and we sort of default to a pitch around Cherish’s, but we have been so more and more, honest, that we might be losing our, touch! ;^^

Thank you so, so much for the ask! Thank you for existing! 🫶🏼 - Olive

[sachirobabe]

You mentioned in your posts that those are reposts from your wattpad, PLS share more 🥹❤️‍🔥

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Date night | O. Tooru

Warnings: Cursing⚠️

An: another repost from my wattpad

Female reader.

Wc: 1,494

"Why're you so upset today, what's wrong?" You asked your boyfriend as the two of you walked to his house.

It was pretty chilly, the sun setting and the warm breeze was fading into a more chilled one.

"It's the same thing that's been bugging me all week, Y/n." He said more forcefully than he wanted, he immediately regretted his tone. You didn't deserve that, you were just asking him a simple question.

"Ok I understand why you're so irritated, but you don't have to take that out on me. I'm just trying to help." You say calmly.

He sighs. "I know, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to come out so rudely." He squeezes your hand. "What I meant to say was, Iwaizumi and I are still arguing and it's really bugging me."

You nodded, 'that's better'. "And I'm sorry you're still having your petty fight with him."

"It wasn't petty to begin with, we were actually arguing about something... I forgot what it even was about, now we're both being petty." Tooru exhales, talking about it is helping a little, but he'd much rather make up with his best friend instead of just talking about it.

"Did he forget?" You asked, kicking a rock in front of you.

"I don't know."

"You won't solve anything by talking to me, I think you should text him." You suggest.

"Me? Text first? Apologize first?" He laughs. "Do you even know me?"

"You always apologize to me first when we argue."

"Yeah but that's you, I'm even more stubborn with my friends, and technically it's not just my fault." He reasons, or at least he tries to. "Earlier today when we were heading to the gym, he was in front of me and instead of opening the door for the both of us, he shuts it behind him so I have to re-open it."

"And what'd you do back?"

"Ouch, you think I'd do something to get back at him?" He smirks.

"Tooru, we both know of it were in your favor, you'd petition to get him kicked off. You're so petty."

"Damn right I'm pretty." He smiles forward.

"I said petty." You deadpan.

"When he was distracted, I untied his shoes so he'd have to re-tie them." He confesses.

"I knew it." You laugh. "This is so stupid, go make up with him, why're you here with me."

"Because I love you." He dragged out the last word, now leaning his weight on you. You push him off of you, he was too tall for his own good and he was heavy.

"At some point today while I'm over, I want you to text him. This is stupid to be arguing for this long when you both forgot what it's even about." You squeeze his hand. He nods.

"It's our date night, let's not talk about this anymore." He kisses your hand that was linked with his, not wanting to stress you out with his own problems.

You mutter a response back, approaching his door. You waited for him to open the door, he allows you to slip in first, taking off your shoes and placing your bag by the door.

"Well what's for date night?" You excitedly ask, stars practically in your eyes.

"Hold on, baby." He chuckles. "Let me take a quick shower, entertain yourself in my room, we still haven't finished that puzzle from last date night." He led you to his room.

The 1000 piece puzzle sat in a corner of his room, waiting to be finished. The two of you fell asleep before you could finish and it remained there because the two of you were occupied with school and clubs.

Fridays were your date nights, he made sure to put you first in the mix of all of responsibilities, he's yet to fail on missing a date.

You sat in the corner, choosing to finish the border first, even though Tooru insisted to just start randomly, he said it didn't matter where you started.

The pieces that once looked like they were all the same, now started to form a picture, he hid the box from you so you wouldn't see it, but from the looks of it, it's a beach sunset.

"Any progress?" He emerges from the bathroom, steam entering the room and slowly fading, he was shirtless, going to his drawer to pick out a sweatshirt.

You hum, "I work a lot better without you hovering over me."

"That's me showing you I love you." He laughs.

"Well, show me you love me and do the puzzle." You grin.

He shakes his head lightly, his hair still damp from his shower, he smelled like the ocean mixed with clean linen.

Oikawa peeped outside and checked his watch, he deemed it the perfect time to start date night, which he still hasn't told you what it is.

"Ready? You might want to borrow a sweatshirt, it'll get kinda cold." He says, throwing you your favorite one of his, he just wore it too so it smells just like him. "I left a bag of stuff in the pantry downstairs, I'll meet you down there, yeah?"

You nod and he gives you a quick kiss on the lips, watching as you headed downstairs, a small jump in your step. Butterflies swarmed in his stomach, you're so cute.

He grabs a few last things, his phone, blankets, bug spray, and his speaker. He too now went downstairs.

"Wait here." He says to you as he passes you in the kitchen, the bag of goodies in hand, he enters his backyard and sets his things down.

He organized it so the two of you would be able to sit down in the two person chair, setting the speaker aside, playing both of your favorite songs.

"You can come out now." He chuckles, almost forgetting the most important thing. You.

"Bonfire?" You read his mind, he smiles widely.

"Is it okay?"

"More than okay. Thank you for making time for me." You kiss him, leaving him in a pile of mush as you sit down on the chair, putting the s'more supplies down. "Well? You gonna make the fire you outdoorsmen?" You tease.

"Yeah yeah, you're lucky I love you." He says, getting the pieces of wood situated, he also handed you the bug spray and you used it, you patiently waited for Tooru to finish so you could spray him too.

The two of you learned your lesson the last time you had a bonfire with some friends, even though the fire helped keep some mosquitos away, you still went back inside and woke up with itchy bites all over. It was very uncomfortable.

In no time the fire was started, he's gotten a lot better at this than the past times. Before he tried to burn wet wood.

"I almost forgot." He says remembering, running back inside after you sprayed him. The sliding door slams shut and his mother yells at him for it, he apologizes and meets up with you again. "My mom made your favorite."

"Really? I'll have to thank her later, that's so sweet." You say, taking the plate, he sat down beside you, covering the two of you in blankets, his arm around you.

You fed yourself and Tooru at the same time, his mom started adding more to the plate that was meant for you originally, but Tooru still continued to eat from it too, so she made it so the two of you could share now.

"Text him." You say breaking the silence.

"Already did, sent him a tiktok and he laughed at it, I think we're okay now. Thank you." He kisses your forehead, putting the plate down and bringing you in his lap so he could easily hug you.

"I love you, Tooru. This was really sweet, I'm not sure I'll top this for next date night." You chuckle.

"You always beat me, don't make me too upset or else I'll untie your shoes too." He kisses your cheek.

You laugh. "I feel bad, but I feel like Iwaizumi's reaction would've been so funny."

"The funniest, I wish I could take a picture to show you." He rocks the two of you. If he kept this up you'd be falling asleep in no time. Fridays were definitely your favorite day of the week.

Now you're brainstorming of ideas to beat Tooru next week, you know he won't really untie your shoes, or shut the door in your face if you manage to beat him. You're glad you were able to help him make up with his best friend, it's really been taking a toll on him.

It's very evident now because he has his head tucked in the crook of your neck, already asleep. You watch the fire slowly die out before before waking him up to get to bed before you're both eaten alive.

*do not steal or plagiarize.

[heavyhitterheaux]

It was around 11 pm when you had finally finished doing your hair with the help of Jack. He had seen you earlier starting to take out your knotless braids and asked how he could help the process go by faster. If he don’t help take down my hair, I DONT WANT HIM 🥹

Jack had then slipped your bonnet over top of your braids and the two of you were now laying down in a comfortable silence until you broke it. He helped TAKE IT DOWN, WASH & CONDITION ANDDDDD PUT HER BONNET ON FOR HER. WHEN THE FAWK IS IT MY TURNNNN 😭

"Shiiiit." Jack knew that your hair was probably sore and as bad as he wanted to grab it to pull you closer to him, he decided not to. He’s so coinciderete 🤭🫶🏽

"I am knee deep in my girl's pussy so why the fuck do our phones keep going off when I'm trying to make her cum?! Somebody better be dying with the amount of times you called us." I FORGOT ABT THIS 😭 imagine if it was his mom!! I know he ain’t check caller ID

"Jack, they found out she used to be an exotic dancer and they are tearing her to shreds. I wanted to warn the two of you before either of you saw it. Tell her to call Allison when she gets a chance." I CANNOT FUCKING STAND PEOPLE ON SOCIAL MEDIA!! Why the fuck it y’all business what she used to do? 🤨

"Nothing can break you or us. We've made it this far, right?" HES just so ughhhh 🥹

theshaderoom: Our beloved first black principal dancer of The American Ballet Theater, Y/N Y/L/N Harlow apparently used to be an exotic dancer at Blue Flame in Atlanta before getting her big break! Flip through for more pictures and the post by one of her former co-workers who used to dance with her! The shaderoom is so fucking messy!! MIND YO DAMN FUCKING BUSINESS 🖕🏽

balletislife: this is absolutely disgusting and makes the entire ballet world look like a joke. no one with that type of past should ever be in a position such at the principal dancer I’m sorry, what uh- WHO. THE. FUCK. ARE. YOU?? Bitch bye. Go get a fucking life.

msmelanie: just reminiscing about old times at Blue Flame. still remember how it took us days to practice this and get it right and how no matter how much we tried to give up, Y/N wouldn't let us. and that's probably why she's principal dancer now. so so incredibly proud of her and I knew from the beginning that she was going to make something of herself. it was always me, her, and Alyssa against the world when we stepped through those doors. she went to Julliard, got married to her celebrity crush and is now one of the most sought out dancers in the world. still can't get over it! I miss dancing with all my girls! This whole thing just sounds condescending as fuck! Even is she don’t mean any harm by it. Like bitch why would u put this on social media, if you really missed her why not try & reach out?! You knew what u were doin wit yo hatin ass 😐

Mom- I raised you better than that I- are you serious?? SHE TOOK OF YALL, nearly sacrificed her dream for you & that what u wanna say 🤨 besides IT WAS IN THE PAST, ITS BEEN DONE & OVER WITH, get over it 🙄 also SHES A GROWN ASS WOMAN)

"So, Jack tell me. Is the rumor going around about your wife Y/N true?" IS THIS BITCH FR?? Who tf do they think they are?? Askin outta pocket shit like that. This interview is abt JACK NOT YN! Dipshit

"Your last name is Harlow and I'm going to need for you to act like it. We only have winners in this family and that isn't changing any time soon. Now, you ready to go?" AHHHHH I LOVE THIS MAN WIT MY WHOLE HEART & COOCHIE 🤭

(PART TWO COMING 🙈)

AHHHHHH this was everything and I LIVE for your reactions lol

And yessss gimme a man like this. When is it my turn!?!?

The way he goes hard for her and protects her is top tier 🥺

Yeah and her momma was wrong. Dead wrong. But we shall see how this plays out.

Remember when she was little she was a daddy's girl and not really close to her mom. She really did it for her brothers. It's not that the two of them didn't get along. The relationship was just different.

And whew that interview was outta pocket.

Jack was like

You better not disrespect her in front of him 😤

[win-writes]

HI WINTER! i realised im not a specific anon in your blog but on Q's blog i am 🌧️ anon, if thats free can i be 🌧️anon here too?

ALSO i wanted to ask how you and Q are doing! i noticed she didnt post for a whole day so i wanted to check in, i hope thats okay! i wish you both the best🥰🫶

IM ALSO YOURS AND Q's CHILD NUMBER 17 I FORGOT TO INTRODUCE MYSELF EARLIER IM SORRY

Hi baby! Yes I'd love that ♡

We're doing okay lovely thanks for asking! We've both been pretty busy irl but we're doing good no worries ♡ Wish you nothing but the best as well!!

IT'S OKAY BABIE NO WORRIES ♡

[xonceinadream]

I’ve done a bit of working on fic lately. Seblaine (obvs always), trying to finish my Smile fic. Romance club, love island the game, wwe. So I am trying.

But my health has taken a severe toll. I ended up in the er a few weeks ago and have been really sick since. I’ll be seeing the cardiologist next week because my heart is really irregular. Doctors are kind of thinking POTS but they obviously want to rule out other possibilities.

But it’s been rough. I have a lot of symptoms. As a super active person, it’s been rough. I had to cancel my trip to the Grand Canyon which was a serious blow to me as I’d been training for a year. But I almost died (I am not exaggerating) just doing 5 miles the other day when I could do 20 easy before this started.

So the dizziness is one thing. But the brain fog is impacting my life. My sister has been joking and calling me early onset dementia and that’s what it feels like. I was toying around with a wwe fic earlier and couldn’t figure out why tital (I was going for title) wasn’t spelled right. I don’t make those kind of mistakes. Earlier I brought a water bottle to my lips, forgot I was doing it halfway and dumped it on myself. I had a cough drop in (got sick in Philadelphia and still kind of symptomatic which makes the symptoms so much worse) and forgot and took a big gulp of water and probably almost killed myself choking on the cough drop.

No real reason for this post just a little update on my health and the status of my fics. I had some great Seblaine week ideas that I’d still like to post. I have so many stories in the works. And I’m not going to let this stop me. Just… slow me down a bit.

As always I hope you’re all doing well and sorry for such a downer post 🫶