#stupid orb lmao

[mogwaei]

"I've got you"

[link to spicy version]

[kordeliiius]

what on earth are you looking at. keep scrolling

[dandyshucks]

wait this introduces a really funny new dynamic to guzbug actually. if rowlet really is a dual-type starter then its a flying type as well as grass. and Gu.zma is a bug-type trainer. HELPPPP THATS RLY FUNNY OH NO (<- bug-type pkmn are weak to flying-type pkmn. it mimics the way birds eat bugs in the real world)

[exitstageleft-pursuedbyabear]

I am pondering writing a Benedict x Trans male oc slow burn childhood friends to lovers found family fic. Im just pondering it

[im-not-a-sheep]

human wheatley

[aajjks]

pretty baby (m)

synopsis. you’re just too pretty to resist.

warnings. MATURE. explicit sex, unprotected sex (BE SMART IRL N WRAP IT] yandere themes, praise, marking, overstimulation, kissing, biting, rough toji, TOXIC!TOJI, lovesick toji, sadistic undertones, mentions of crying, he calls you pretty like 100 times lmao, mdni.

disclaimer: this is purely fictional and this is NOT a healthy relationship so please please do NOT ROMANTICISE THIS BEHAVIOUR! triggering themes, viewer discretion is advised!

note. lmao my first explicit smut… i don’t know how I’m feeling about this though…. haha I’m a rookie when it comes to smut so…. don’t expect much!!!! enjoy!!!

“baby don’t be like that now.” He whispers into your ear, his hot breath fanning right over your neck as you shiver, feeling his large palms dragging down your body,

You can’t speak, he’s too intense for you to handle. The pad of his thumb is pressed against your cheek as you steal a quick glance at his face.

He’s a gorgeous man.

His grey orbs are hazy with lust, a dark hue in them, it makes your skin feel icky. You barely notice when his thumb travels over to your lip, caressing the meat softly.

His fingers are dangerously close to your mouth.

“You look so cute when you pout like this, baby.” He chuckles, “how’re you so fuckin’ pretty hmm?” He leans down to press a kiss on your lips, it’s a quick peck but you can feel yourself getting closer to your high.

“my pretty baby. the prettiest ever!” He groans, burying himself deeper into you, you whimper, his praise is making you feel dizzy.

“You should look at yourself, fuck you’re so pretty that I’m almost not angry at you.”

“could eat you up whole,” he grits his teeth to stop his moaning when he feels you tightening around him, it feels so good.

“Ha you like this huh, baby?” He teases you, you can’t help but mewl when he pinches your nipple gently. “S-Stop!” You are not sure if you mean it though, it almost comes out of your mouth reluctantly, he notices immediately.

“Stop? You want me to stop? I’m not sure if that’s the truth, sweetheart because you’re clenching so hard around me like a slut.” He can be mean, your cheeks feel so hot.

“Yn baby, you wan’to to cum?” He is now merciless with the way he’s fucking you, you want to resist but he makes it so hard.

“can’t hear ya,” your husband is a cruel man, but he fucks you so good that you feel stupid. “y-yes please!” You close your eyes when he lifts your chin up when you try to look down.

Bastard.

“What was it huh? Couldn’t hear you clearly.” He repeats himself once again, nuzzling his face into your neck.

You feel the coldness of his teeth graze your skin.

“You don’t get to cum sweetheart? Do ya know why?” He slams into you so hard that your vision blurs, a loud moan escapes your mouth before you can realise.

“Because you’ve been so bad to me, ignoring me like I’m nothin’ to you?” He’s brutal, Toji bites your neck, sucking on the skin, you know he’s marking you.

He’s so fucking cruel.

“You’re mine, my pretty baby, my fuckin slut!” He growls, his tone is thick, you want to cry because it’s getting too much for you to control.

“P-Please toji!” You beg your husband but he doesn’t respond, his tongue feels so soothing when he licks up his fresh mark on your neck.

“Please what?”

You’re so dizzy with pleasure right now, it hurts but it feels so good.

“You wanna cum? Then tell me who fucks you so good like this huh? Who owns you?”

“Tell me baby and I’ll let you free.”

[satoruxx]

pairing: toji fushiguro x f!reader summary: toji being a grinch lmao, grumpy x sunshine again, fluff, bickering rheya’s note: man i bet toji pretends to hate decorating for christmas but does it anyway bc he can’t say no to you! UGH he makes me !! i couldn’t stop thinking about bf!toji so here’s this silly little drabble. merry christmas everyone <33

“you serious?”

“yup.”

toji crosses his arms with a scowl, and you mirror his stance with narrowed eyes.

“it’s stupid,” he grunts, reaching out to gently push his palm against your forehead—which earns him a dramatic groan.

“it is not.” you grab his bicep and he lets you drag him over to the tree you’ve set up in the living room. “don’t be an ass.”

he sighs as you place a floppy santa hat on his head and beam at his disgruntled expression. there’s an identical one on you—sliding off your head in all your excitement, and toji has to stop himself from fixing it for you.

you crouch down and throw open a few storage boxes before gesturing somewhat emphatically. “get to work!”

he grumbles, shaking his head even as he goes to pick up a few ornaments. “you’re ridiculous.”

“not very christmas-y of you, toji,” you comment, standing on your toes to hook an ornament. he snorts, eyeing the glitter sticking to his fingertips.

“oh no—i’m the spitting image of joy, can’t you tell?” he replies sarcastically, though his shoulders relax a little as he hears your unfiltered laughter.

toji glances at you, watching as you quietly hum some old christmas song under your breath while filling up the tree with colorful orbs. he’s not sure why you’re so intent on having him be a part of your yearly holiday traditions—he’s never been big on celebrating anyway.

but then he remembers what you had said last year.

“i don’t wanna celebrate anything if you’re not celebrating it with me.”

you’ve always been too good to him.

you scoot a little closer, decorating without a care in the world and toji lets out a quiet breath—decides to be a little annoying because it’s a surefire way to make you smile.

“you mind?” he frowns, huffing with a dramatic sneer. he pins you with a pointed glare before motioning to the tree. “you’re getting in my territory.”

you throw him an appalled look before moving your arm in his face childishly. “what are you gonna do about it?”

an evil smirk makes its way onto his face, and your expression immediately drops. “wait no—“

toji’s bicep curls around your throat, pulling you into a headlock as you squeal and slap at his arm. he spends the next few minutes playfully wrestling with you before finally letting you win and step into his space—stands behind you and watches your fingers gently place ornaments while his hand absentmindedly rubs over your hipbone.

“what do you want for christmas anyway?” you ask offhandedly. toji raises a brow, looking down at you—expressionless.

“thought it was obvious—“ he shrugs, reaching up to hang ornaments on the higher parts of the tree. “all you gotta do is sit under the tree for me and i’ll be happy. bonus points if there’s unwrapping involved.”

you make an expression that has no business looking that scandalized and toji smirks in amusement.

“psycho,” you mutter, shaking your head in mock disapproval—earning a muted chuckle in return. you go back to hanging up ornaments, once again humming to yourself, and toji takes it as a cue to continue decorating. the two of you work in relative silence—an occasional quip or jab the only disturbance. after a while, he crosses his arms.

“are we done yet?” he groans, eyeing the nearly full tree. “i’m tired as fuck.”

“weak,” you grin, though you reach out and pat his chest thankfully. “but you did participate and that’s all i wanted so, yeah, you can be done.”

toji almost laughs in relief, but then he sees you rummage through the boxes and pull out more decorations for the rest of the house, and he sighs.

“alright hand it over,” he grumbles, holding his palm out expectantly. you look at him—half confused and half surprised.

“i thought you were done?”

“yeah right,” he huffs, taking the tinsel from your hands and walking over to the staircase. “you’d end up tangled in this crap if i left you alone with it.”

“you’re so dramatic. and whiny,” you giggle and he rolls his eyes.

“am not.”

despite saying so he quietly huffs as he continues to help you decorate the house with stockings and tinsel and all that other festive stuff.

by the time the house is fully decorated, toji is close to banning the holiday season—grumpy, tired, and ready to move onto something else.

but then, the tiniest part of him is uncharacteristically giddy when you look up at him, holding the star in your hands. toji shakes his head, trying to bite back the amused grin tickling his scarred lips, before sighing and crossing his arms.

“can i help you?” he asks—teasing, though his expression betrays nothing.

you pout, holding the star up dramatically. “the star needs to be put up.”

a smirk graces his face and his tone becomes taunting, yet the affection is not lost on you. “yeah? need a boost, kid?”

even before you nod, toji is crouching in front of you, palms reaching out to guide your legs over his shoulders. you laugh as he stands back up, taking a few steps towards the tree.

he can’t help but chuckle as he watches you lean forward, palm smoothing over your thigh in attempts to stabilize you. “you got it?”

“almost.” he can hear the strain in your voice, can feel the way your fingers twitch against his jaw—but he waits patiently.

“okay got it!” your voice is triumphant, and toji grins to himself.

“attagirl.” his lips brush against your inner thigh—a sweet reward for a job well done. he hears your quiet giggle from above him as you gently push away his dark bangs.

“alright, put me down now,” you huff, and toji bites back a scoff.

“tsk.” he clicks his tongue, though he still lowers himself to let you hop off his shoulders before rising to his full height. “so ungrateful.”

“what do you want, a medal?”

you yelp as toji’s fingers pinch at your side in retaliation. “watch your mouth, kid.”

you flash him a grin full of mischief, though you don’t say anything else. instead you look up at the finished tree, marveling at your handiwork with pride.

“see—” you say with a pointed grin. “—isn’t it pretty?”

toji chuckles, wrapping a heavy bicep around your shoulders and pulling you into his chest. “yeah,” he agrees, green eyes trained on your happy little smile. “it is.”

[star-dust-shark]

pjo characters as weird and dumb things me and my friends have said

Percy: what the fuck is cockblocking like I can't block ur cock on Snapchat

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Will: UUUUUUUGH MY ASS HURTS- ooh look a butterfly

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Leo: I CANT FIND MY PRETTY STICKER- AW FUCK- SHIT- MY VAGINA- OOAOoOoOOooAHAHHAgh

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Jason: I can't actually believe I just agreed with you but hey here we are

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Reyna: why the fuck am I friends with any of you hoes

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Piper: should I...? too late I did it

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Will: the best way to rizz someone up is by rizzing them up *turns to friend, winks horribly* hey baby girl

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Rachel: one sec getting my anger out *aggressively splatters paint on canvas*

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Annabeth: sometimes I'm smart. When I'm smart, I'm smart. *awkward thumbs up and grimace*

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Octavian: fuck the gays they should all die ... I mean I could fuck some gays

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Hazel: I'll make you tea but not in a sweet way I'll make it so hot in burns your tongue and you can't speak for a week

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Frank: hey guys check me out I'm a furry on drugs *WOOOF WOOF BARK BARK BARK WOOF WOOF*

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Grover: I love plants :3 specifically magic mushrooms but like

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Leo: I mean I would totally fuck you but like respect man

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Will: Ugh fuck my life I hate everything *coldplay starts playing* I retract the previous statement I fucking love life

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Jason: UGH UR ALL SO DUMB but I'm in

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Nico: if u wanna kys clap ur hands *rapidly claps hands*

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Piper: *hypnotizes u with my beautiful blue orbs* come over to my house

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Hazel: respectfully hope you die <3

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Frank: I'm on acid what's it called when a ton of cats jump on each other a dog pile or a cat pile

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Reyna: OH THANK GOD- sike I don't believe in that motherfucker hahahha

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Annabeth: I'm so smart *holds up the one good test I got in school* see the teacher even gave me an 11/10 because I wrote my name in a cool font

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Leo: UUUUUGGGGGHHHH IM SO HORNY- *mom walks in* oh hi mom how are you

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Will: we can just... fuck. as friends though no homo.

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Rachel: IF I DON'T DRAW SOMETHING IN THE NEXT FEW MINUTES I AM GOING TO MAUL SOMEONE

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Octavian: you all suck and I hate you *silence* no wait come back

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Someone: haha ur gay

Nico: yeah??? and ur not?? like don't knock it until you try it dick is yummy man

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Hazel: someone just told me what smearing is and honestly I kinda wanna die *fix you by coldplay starts playing* LMAO WTF

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Frank: you sad ass emo dog just be happy

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Percy: I Am OnE wiTh ThE oCeAn AnD HopEfuLLy aLL oF ThE hOt MerPeOpLe In iT

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Leo: *talking to literally nobody* hey guys!! gonna go get my top surgery! *shows up at claires*

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Reyna: I only wanna die sometimes and that's normal right

RIGHT

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Will: *playing guitar* haha look guys I'm fingering A minor *strums violently*

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Jason: screw men *eyes widen* I should start taking my own advice ngl

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Will: *listening to a playlist that Nico made him* ugh my emo ass boyfriend and his stupid music I hate him *proceeds to write his name over and over again in diary with hearts around it*

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Nico: what if I strangle someone with a pair of earbuds

Will: please don't

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Leo: *in demonic voice* LeAf *eats it*

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Nico: *pulls gay flag out of pocket* omg it's u

Will: *shuffles around in pocket, finds condom* ... it's u, vanilla flavoured

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Leo: my name's Leo

Percy: and I like jugs

Nico: I'm mentally ill

Leo: and I'm on drugs :D

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Jason: is there anything better than pussy

Piper: I thought you where gay

Jason:

Jason: my boyfriend's trans?

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Will: the temptation to fuck an emo boy rn is killing me

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Leo: the masculine urge to

Leo:

Leo: I forgor

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Will: that's good!

Nico: like me in bed

*silence*

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Leo: smash or pass Ryan Gosling

Nico: SMASH

Will: PASS

Solangelo: *glares at each other*

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Nico: omg stop with that song

Will: but

Will: but you can take me hot to go :(

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Annabeth: yeah

Percy: yeah

Annabeth: *in funny voice* yeah

Percy *hentai moan* yEEEAAAaaH

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Leo: *pointing at Nico* EEEEEEWWWW AN EMOOOOOO EWWW

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Jason: never ever look up what an eyesha erotica lyric means

Reyna:

Reyna: oh you poor soul *pats back*

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Nico: I can't breathe

Will: just

Will: breathe air

Nico: I breathe drugs

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Piper: I'm gonna go play basketball

Leo: haha play with my balls

Jason: already do

Leo: *chokes on air*

well that's all sorry for the torture, thanks to @localcosplaymushroom, @crowwolf8, @justagremlinoncaffeine, and @secret-mewtwo for all of the funny convos that went into this

[some-pers0n]

🌑 darkness-of-hearts Follow

his big strong wings.

♡ Paring: Soft!Darkstalker X Sea Fem!Reader

♡ Tags: fluff, wing touching, heigt difference, whispering, established relationship, playful biting, not beta read

♡ A/N: hiiii guys this was an anon request ^-^I'm sorry if it's a little sloppy I stayed up all night studying for exams. enjoy <3

The Darkstalker looks at you with his bright and beuatiful black orbs, stroking your back spines gently as he looms nearer to you. "You're mine..." he whispers quietly as he looks at you with his eyes

"I– I– I–" you stammed but could not get any words out before he kisses you on lips. Fish lips.

He pulls you close and under wing. He is big. Very. Your lights light up as you brush very hard and begin to shake like wet dragon after rainstorm.

"Whats wrong babygirl?" he asks. "It's okay your boyfriend is here and loves you." He nuzzles your snout and bites your neck lovingly.

🌑 darkness-of-hearts Follow

♡ ????? what did I do wrong??? Isn't he like. dead? or made up? who cares?

♟️ ravenspear-head Follow

Y– you didn't know that the Darkstalker even was? It isn't made up like the kraken or whatever you RainWings believe in.

⛰️ r0ckeater Follow

dont you dragons have no proof of this happening. i cant believe you gaslit yourselves into thinking your stupid myth to justify leaving your kingdom behind was real

⛰️ r0ckeater Follow

GUYS???? WHAT HAPPENED TO AGATE MOUNTAIN???

🧭 pyrrhia-heritage-posts Follow

Pyrrhia heritage post

(OP made the post two days before Darkstalker's return lmao - Mod Sky)

[candyk0rn]

Hello, I hope you’re having a fantastic day today :) please could I request headcanons of Astarion, Gale and Halsin having a crush on Tav/Reader who is shy and insecure 💙💙

Shy-Bg3

Hello! Thank you so much for the request, and I hope you’re having a great day too!!

Before reading: Gn!reader, shy + insecure reader, Astarion x reader, Halsin x reader, Gale x reader

Also sorry for the wait, I’ve been increasingly busy!!

Astarion:

At first, he finds you almost pathetic

Perhaps it’s his way of not seeing himself within you, knowing he used to be just as fearful and timid

He feels a strong duty to protect you the closer you get to him

At first, he uses you as merely a flesh shield lmao

We all know the story, he uses you for protection, although meek you were always considered a stronger type

And his one rule was to not fall for you: that was his number one rule

But of course that all goes to shit pretty quickly

On the topic of insecurities, he knows all too well the feelings you feel

It’s honestly a plus, having someone that just knows

He’s so stupidly in love with you, for a moment he thinks he’s going mad

He’s never met someone as reserved and soft-spoken as you, he thinks it’s great company

After all, opposites attract, right?

Gale:

Like Astarion, he actually is comforted by your shy and quiet nature

He’d much rather stay home in his tower at Waterdeep, away from society

For that is how he lived for quite some time

I’d say Gale is also rather reserved, only opening up to those he trusts

And it just so happens, he learned to trust you more than anyone

Ever since he told you about the orb that was launched into his chest, the way you insisted upon finding another way to save him

It sent his heart to the skies, I stg

Your shy personality is endearing to him, because if you ever need him to speak up for anything he is so willing

Also, in those moments where you have to interact with someone unknown or unfamiliar, he always offers his hand as comfort

Ugh I love that stupid wizard

Halsin:

I don’t think anyone will get mad at me if I say out of these three

Halsin is the best in the situation

Halsin is the best in most situations let’s be real

He’s the most calm and soothing when it comes to your personality

If you ever ever need to be taken somewhere else, if you’re ever too nervous to be around people

He simply excuses you and him both from whatever conversation or interaction is going on

Something that seems so difficult for you, is so easy for him

And he gladly does it each time

Halsin has a very keen eye, he knows every move you make, every fight of your fingers, every worried flutter of your eyes

He knows when and where to comfort every time

In terms of your insecurity, he’s also extremely helpful on that

He always knows just what to say

The perfect man fr

Thank you for reading!

[smplykiel]

“You made me think I actually mattered.” fem! reader x albedo | part two.

warnings: angst, arguments, hurt/no comfort, crying, heartbreak, mentions of major character death, albedo is a big fat jerk (love him tho, just not here LMAO)

Days, weeks, hell, even months have passed since the last time you spent a passionate moment with your lover, Albedo. The more you tried to comprehend, the more you convinced yourself that he was just too busy with his duties, the more you couldn't.

Was it really that difficult for him to spare you one moment of his time? Did you really stop being important to him? or has he entirely forgotten about you? Surely not, right?

Numerous days and nights were spent alone and unhappy. By the time your so-called lover got home, you'd be exhausted and soundly sleeping in your shared bedroom. When you wake up, you're greeted by his side of the bed, all empty and cold.

it was as if he didn't exist anymore— or perhaps you didn't exist to him anymore?

A soft sigh resonated through the cold room. You sat up immediately, silently cursing yourself as your head spun from the unexpected action. You get out of the shared bed after your spinning head has settled down, slightly wincing as your feet come into contact with the cold floor. You paid it no mind and walked mindlessly to the bathroom. Your mind had become tired after running millions of miles and was now completely empty, with no thoughts.

You looked at yourself in the mirror. You weren't stupid; you know how much you've neglected yourself. exactly like he's neglecting you. Another exhausted sigh left your lips as you swiftly got ready, but for what? You had no idea.

You were completely clean and washed as you exited the bathroom. Hopefully presentable for the rest of the world. Maybe you should pay Albedo a visit. But just thinking of dragonspine's freezing chilly atmosphere sent shivers down your spine.

You mentally shook the thought and prepared to leave, not bothering to eat anything to fill your empty stomach. It's all right, you're used to it.

You hurriedly put on your shoes, double-checked your belongings and keys, and officially exited as you twisted the knob of your shared home's door shut.

You couldn't help but be excited for some reason. What are you excited about? Maybe for Albedo? You just hoped by the time you made it to his lab, he would give you a single ounce of attention— affection.

You wasted no time in heading towards the chilly mountain. The cold breeze caused goosebumps to creep all over your porcelain skin. Every breath you breathed became visible before fading into thin air.

You arrived at your lover's lab after an exhausting journey. You hurried up your feet, choosing to run despite the slippery floor and the cold air that made it difficult to breathe.

And finally, you made it to your lover. Though your big warm smile was quickly wiped off your face as he didn't even bother to acknowledge you, eyes focused on whatever he was doing. It's okay, maybe he just didn't notice.

"H...hey! albedo, my love!" You said in between your gasps of air. A pang in your chest; you don't know whether it was because your lover ignored you or the icy cold air that crept into your lungs.

A sliver of hope ran through your shivering body as you saw him whip his head towards you. "Oh, y/n, what are you doing here?" he said with a raised brow. Yet not long after, his head was turned back to whatever he was doing. You frown at this. Sure, he had spared you a single glance, but it wasn't enough. It was never enough.

"Oh... well, I just wanted to see you... That's it..." you responded, voice slowly becoming smaller with each word you let out. Your orbs were now staring holes into the snowy ground.

You nervously shifted your eyes from the ground towards your lover as you were met with silence. Did he not hear you? Maybe you shouldn't have visited after all. Maybe you should've known that it would end up like this once again.

"Um, I wanted to see you-" You tried explaining yourself again, only to get cut off by his slightly irritated voice. "I heard you. No need to repeat yourself over and over again." You could feel yourself taken aback at his sudden change of tone. The small crunch of snow underneath you was heard as you unconsciously stepped back.

"Sorry," you whispered. Why were you apologizing? You did nothing wrong; you never did. So why did you feel like this? A deafening silence engulfed the icy atmosphere as Albedo continued to focus on his work.

You wanted to see him, right? Was that it? Were you expecting more? Did you want to do more? Of course you did.

You lightly took a deep breath before you started walking towards him. Your ears, hands, and cheeks were bright red because of the chilly breeze, as you wore only one layer of clothing. How did you even manage to get up here without freezing to death?

"What... are you doing?" Hopefully you weren't disturbing him as you took a peek at whatever he was doing right now. Why was it that it was much more important than you? to the point that all of his attention was all over it?

"Work." His response was blunt but vague. It made you frown at yourself. You took a small step closer, a mere inch away from each other, as you tried to understand what his 'work' is.

"Look, you're disturbing my experiment right now. It's much better if you go back down the mountain and return home, he said, eyes still on his... 'work'. A feeling of hurt crept up into your stomach. Your brows now knitted together as you shifted your gaze towards your lover.

After all the energy you spent climbing up the cold, snowy mountain, he has the audacity to say this? Did he ever care about you? Hell, you were trembling because of the cold breeze, yet this is what fills his mind? his experiment?

"Oh." You didn't know how you should feel or what you were feeling at all. Her soft orbs were now covered with a faint glaze as she furrowed her brows in frustration. "Do you even care?" Your own words shocked you as you pressed your freezing fingertips against your lips. You fucked up.

Tears were starting to prick the corners of your eyes as you looked at Albedo nervously. You didn't mean to say that out loud. You just felt frustrated and unloved. Albedo turned his face towards you, seeming unfazed as he raised his brow.

"What?" he asked as he shifted his attention to you. Your body was freezing and trembling, whether it be because of the cold wind or nervousness; you couldn't care less. Your mind was running millions of miles.

But you knew very well that this had to be said. You were getting tired of him constantly neglecting you and constantly excusing himself by saying that he was just too busy with work. You didn't even know how you managed to keep up with him every night, greeting him at the door only to be met with silence as he walks past you, or when he would return late at night, or when he didn't return home at all.

You could feel yourself take a deep breath before you tried to calm your thoughts. "Albedo, can we... talk?" You hoped that he took it as a sign that something was wrong. that everything was wrong.

"If it's another one of your stupid rants about me always not having time for you, then no, we can't." he sighed in annoyance before turning back to his work.

You were getting tired of this. You couldn't hold on to what you'd been feeling anymore. Everything you've been bottling up is slowly starting to surface again.

"Do you even care about me anymore? These past few months felt like a living hell as you continued to neglect me every. single. day! I know. I know that you're busy. Busy with work. With everything! But can't you just at least spare me a single moment of your time? Is it that hard? Or am I just a big waste of your time?!"

Your sudden outburst shocked Albedo, who was not expecting you to suddenly raise your voice. "Y/N, calm down. Geez. I already told you many, many times that I have to finish my work. It's my duty! Do I have to repeat it every single time to you?" he scoffed as he shook his head.

"I know that! I know that very well! That you're busy with work because you're the chief alchemist of the Favonius! But I'm getting tired! Are we even lovers at this point?! Even when you're next to me, it feels like you're miles away." The argument was quickly getting heated, despite the freezing wind.

Our loud voices echoed throughout the snowy mountains, hopefully not catching the attention of wandering monsters. but that is the least of your problems right now.

Your cheeks burned red from anger as your face was contorted into a furious expression. You just wanted everything to turn back to normal, to what it used to be. when you were still spending time smothering each other with love.

"You know what, Y/n? If you're going to be this clingy and annoying, then it's better if we just end it. It was getting tiring anyway." The tears that you were trying so hard to fight back quickly streamed down your face as Albedo spat hurtful words at your face.

"You made me think I actually mattered." All of a sudden, the breeze felt as cold as ever. And the air felt heavy and tense. It made it hard to breathe as your chest heaved up and down rapidly.

That's it? It's all over? Just like that?

"Well, you don't. Not anymore. So goodbye. Please leave my lab and never return." It was as if your heart was slowly shattering at every word he spoke out. Bitter tears are flowing down your now tear-stained cheek continuously.

You let out a shaky breath before taking small steps back, hoping that we would take back his words. That he would say he was joking and that he was sorry. But he didn't.

You called yourself pathetic. You were the one who was being mistreated, and now that you're free, you're supposed to be happy. Yet you weren't. It just made you feel much more miserable. His words echoed through your head repeatedly. As if it was haunting you.

You grit your teeth before you turn away from your now-ex-lover. Your cold fingertips were wiping away your salty tears as you walked down the walk of shame. Your vision was slowly getting disoriented as tears continued to flow uncontrollably.

Suddenly, you could feel your feet step on nothing. You quickly shifted your focus onto your path before realizing you were on the broken bridge. You realized you'd fallen down because you weren't paying attention to where you were going.

You could feel yourself fall numerous feet down as tears stopped falling.

But it's okay, you didn't even matter anyway, right?

A/N: angst is my girl dinner! <3 anw this is my first one-shot so pls bear with me, i'm still new to all of this. hopefully, you guys enjoy it!

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[the-sweet-madame]

ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘʟᴇꜱꜱ ɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ (𝘟𝘪𝘢𝘰 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳)

(Let me defend myself by saying this is one of my earlier fics that I forgot about 🧍so it's really bad lmao)

Warnings: None.

Summary: You couldn't sleep, so you call for Xiao.

Female reader! Happy reading :)

[Y/N] stared at the ceiling, counting all the cracks there was before losing count and starting again. How long has it been? Hours? A light groan erupted from her lips as she tossed and turned. She thought maybe she could bore herself to sleep but no! The world hated her, as always. She found herself huffing in annoyance, perhaps was it the lack of warmth or comfortableness? Or was it both?

Or did the Archons feel like making everything harder for her? Sleep was the only escape from such troubles.

She gazed back into the darkness, the darkness reminding her of a certain male. Xiao. His eyes displayed no emotions, only darkness that rivalled the night sky. [Y/N] softly smiled at the mental image of him, he was truly a view to behold. His rich amber orbs glimmered with such horror, hiding away the deepest secrets of the world. His skin fair and pale like snow, pillowy to the touch. His green frosted tips always danced with the breeze alongside with his mask, softer than wool and silkier than Eri Silk, it made her envious.

"If you awake to a knife at your throat. If monsters dig their claws into you. If death comes knocking at your door, call out my name, Adeptus Xiao. And I will be there when you call," He spoke with his usual cold tone, his gaze piercing a hole into her skull before he hid away his face with his mask, disappearing into thin air, leaving the (H/C)-haired girl speechless.

She chuckled at the memory. That was probably the first time he spoke more than one sentence to her. She found it funny when he waited for her to abandon him, who the hell said she was going to leave a precious find like him? Only such fools would. And when he finally realised that. He begun to warm up to her to the point where he shared his Almond Tofu with her.

"Xiao," She whispered to the darkness.

With a gust of air, the adeptus stood in front of her, spear in hand, ready to fight off any monster. His eyes widened when all he saw was the female resting on her bed. Of course, he was relieved that no harm overcame her, but it irked him that she called him for no reason.

"There is no danger, why have you called for me?" The said male glared at her through his mask, giving [Y/N] shivers even though she couldn't see him.

"I couldn't sleep," She replied, snuggling deeper into the covers.

His sigh was laced with annoyance, "Why are you mortals so bothersome?"

He would admit that she was quite the bold one, she was truly extraordinary for a mere mortal. Her presence was overwhelming, not like his, fearsome and full of hatred. It was more of a peaceful one. With a mix of excitement, which explained her bubbliness.

"Awh, do you not love me?" Her tone mocked sorrow as she stifled a chuckle.

The sound of light footsteps approached her, leaving her question unanswered as he set his polearm against the wall and his mask on her bedside table.

"Move over."

His demand left the female shocked, he never did anything like this, but she wasn't complaining. After all, she wanted this anyways. She shuffled under the covers, lifting up the heap blankets for him to come in. The mattress dipped next to her as the adeptus laid next to her, his face inches away from hers. His hair sprawled over her pillow as her gaze trailed down to his lips. The corners of his lips barely tugged upwards; they were sternly pulled into a thin line all the time.

His arms slithered around her waist, pulling her into his chest, "Stupid mortal, always messing with my head," He mumbled softly as he watched her eyelids hide away her (e/c) hues. Seeing her so peaceful gave him a sense of warmth somehow. He raised his hand to ghostly caress her cheek, his touch could be compared to a feathers'.

"Go to sleep, I will be here."

[y/n] smiled, feeling the heat rush to her cheeks at his words and the affection given from him, she knew she was the only one he trusted enough for him to do so. And she was grateful for it.

"Goodnight, Xiao," She whispered, falling into a peaceful slumber.

[grimoireofhayley]

Of Friends and Horror

Stu Macher x Fem!Reader x Billy Loomis

WARNINGS: Graphic content, Smut (MINORS DNI), Language, Talks of SA, Cheating, Obsessiveness, Gore, 18+ Content, Stalking, Possessiveness, Dirty talk, Religion talk, Suppressed Mental Health problems (I.e., reader has some issues that she isn't aware of)

Word Count: 1k

Tag List: @ev3ningrain @nerdytif @fanfic-enjoyer123 @darkenwolfie @juda-the-simp @colsons-baker @junnniiieee07 @octaviablakeslove

A/n: YES, two chapters in one night? Let’s gooo! I was squealing and kicking my feet like any normal 23 year old would writing Fanfiction, lmao. This is by far my favourite chapter ever written, let me know what you think! Did I get Billy’s personality a-okay?

All chapter links! 👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻

OF&H Masterlist

Chapter 9

Billy ignored your attempt at trying to help him, though, it was true, it wasn’t entirely…

He did kill Casey and Steve that night, but he didn’t do it alone, Stu was with him, he did just as much as he did. After the slaughtering was done, he made it clear to Stu that he needed an alibi, hence his short and brief sexual encounter with Sidney before he went to your house for ‘help.’

Billy hated how you were covering for him despite not knowing what was happening, you were smart, but stupid, stupid enough to believe him. You knew better than to do that. However, what he didn’t get was why Stu decided to go to your place, when he knew Billy was going to try and murder Sidney tonight.

He overheard other officers talking about another incident involving the ghost face that took place at your house, something about a heart in a box and a mask that was found… But how could Stu be this dense?

“Officer, I didn’t kill anybody.” Billy defended himself, not wanting to stay the night locked away, especially with his slip up at Sidney’s and Stu’s arrogance because the cops now know there’s two of them instead of one.

“This is bullshit.” You slammed your fist down, startling the taller-male. “He didn’t kill anyone…” Your ears started to flare red.

Officer Brinks drummed his fingers on his lap, “I’m sorry, are you his girlfriend or something? Why are you still here, interfering with my interrogation?”

Your heart skipped a beat at the mere mention of ‘girlfriend.’

“I-I’m not his girlfriend…” You stuttered, “You couldn’t tell by the way he was talking about Sidney? Sidney is his girlfriend…” You licked your lips, looking away, confidence coming back. “I’m just a really good friend who strongly believes he didn’t do it… I mean, the evidence is there. So, why would he try to kill his girlfriend?” You gave the officer a side-eye.

He coughs, clearing his throat, ignoring your comments.

“We’re gonna have to hold you, son, until we get those phone records.” Brinks explains, making Billy look down, upset. A small tear rolling down his cheek as he shakes his leg, nerves taking control of his body.

“This is crazy,” Billy murmurs, turning away, looking at Sidney through the glass pane. “You know that? I didn’t do it.” He finishes.

You step in front of the window, closing the blinds, shielding Billy from Sidney’s scared gaze. “Bil, look at me…” You mumble, taking your index finger and placing it under his chin, tilting his head upwards to look at you. “Can you two give us a moment…” You asked both Hank and Brinks, “Please?”

They nodded, understandingly, leaving the two of you alone.

“I know you didn’t do it and the police will find out soon enough that you didn’t do it, that you didn’t make those calls.” You reassured your friend, trying to cheer him up, “I’m sure it’s all just a big misunderstanding; you know, wrong place wrong time.” You smiled, and for a second, Billy’s eyes softened, his big-brown orbs looked at you with a glint of love and temptation; a hint of possessiveness lingering in them. If only you knew that it was him, that he was the Ghost Face, that these tears and sudden relations with Sidney was all a facade, nothing but lies, he wanted you and only you, he wanted this to be all done, but his revenge was far greater than any feelings he ever had, or was it?

“Billy, honestly, I know you better than any of them; better than Sidney, your father and the police…” You pucker your lips, a small giggle falling from them. “If it was you, I’d know, right? You’d call me to come help with the bodies.” You joked, “We’re a team. We always will be.” You ran your hand through his hair, playing with it, “I would do anything for you.” You blushed, still playing with his strands of brown.

Right then and there, he knew.

“Forgive me…” He whispers.

You were confused, but that quickly faded as his lips crashed into yours.

Your grip tightened in his hair out of surprise as he cups your face, kissing you with such force you’ve never seen him do with Sidney.

He knocked the chair over with his body, tumbling forward in the process. His lips never leave your now plump and swollen ones as you kiss back.

You stumbled into the window from Billy’s movement, a quiet thud emitting around the atmosphere.

He moved his hand from your chin, pressing you harder against the pane, the blinds moving ever-so-slightly, but not enough to reveal the heated session surfacing.

He roughly grabs your sides, making your gown shuffle upwards, his thumbs pressing into your skin, leaving dents. It was painful, but also very rewarding. There were sure to be bruises there tomorrow.

“B-Billy…” You moaned, feeling him press his knee against your cunt, a shrill of excitement bubbling inside the pit of your stomach

He continued to kiss you, his face pink with lust, his eyes undressing you, slowly devouring you whole.

“You have no idea how long I waited to do that…” He started breathlessly, letting go of you, but not completely as he fiddled with the hems of your nightgown.

‘God, why am I now just noticing what she’s wearing?’ He thought, biting the tip of his thumb, soaking in your beauty, his one hand never leaving its grasp on you.

You bit your lip, realization finally hitting you in the face like a bunch of bricks.

“Oh, god…” You whispered, “I-I… We can’t…” You mumbled, pushing away, “I have to go…”

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[usedtobecooler]

i need you to write about pegging eddie i’m not above begging bestie

you don’t have to beg cause i’m already there lmao

Pairing | Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Warnings | sexual content (18+ minors dni), pegging, anal m receiving, handcuff use, coming untouched, orgasm denial, face sitting, oral f receiving, dirty talk, sexy lingerie.

Word Count | 1.5K

A/N | this is super short and all smut zero plot, enjoy!!! 🤍

“Tell me how much you like my big cock fucking you,” You grunt, fucking your hips forward and sliding your silicone cock right back into Eddie’s fucked out, puffy hole, “Maybe if you’re all sweet I’ll let you come.”

Eddie’s whining and crying beneath you, hands up above his head, bound with his own cuffs to the headboard. They clink as he wrestles with them, “Baby please, lemme come, I’m begging,”

“Gotta do better than that, babe,” You smirk down at him, shoving your hips forward just a little so that the dildo nudges that little bit deeper, head clearly pressed tightly against Eddie’s spot because he’s mewling, back arching off the bed.

“Love your big cock in me, god,” Eddie cries out, and you glance up to watch his bitten fingernails dig bluntly into his palms, desperate to touch something, anything, “F—feels s’good, sweetheart. So good, you fuck me so good.”

“Really? Aw, babe.” You coo, hands gripping onto the backs of his thighs for purchase as you pull out all the way, then slam back in to the hilt. You break eye contact to watch the strap sink in and out of him, unable to tear your away.

Eddie’s cock leaks unashamed all over his belly, precum pooling in the dip of his bellybutton and streaking down his happy trail, matting down the hair there. He looks angelic, flushed a deep pink down to his chest with need, sweaty fringe stuck with sweat to his forehead.

He’s prettier when he’s needy for it. Begging for your pretty pink dick and gasping for air when you sink in and out, knocking the breath out of him. He loved it — being fucked open like this and laid bare for you to see all of him. Fragile and every bit of dominance knocked out of his body.

“Please, baby, please,” Eddie begs again, legs wrapping around your waist to push you deeper, and you gasp at the face of pleasure he makes, eyes screwing shut and bitten lips opening in a deep moan, “Need to come, need it. Need to come on your cock, please.”

“You’re cute when you beg,” You’re moaning too, feeling your slick slide down the insides of your thighs. This wasn’t all for him — fucking him turned you on as much as it did Eddie, there was something so powerful about knowing you could make him feel the same way he could you. You lean forward and grip a hold of his chin, shaking his head lightly, “Open your eyes when you come, Eddie. Want you to watch me fuck you stupid.”

He opens his eyes, lust blown orbs darting between your face and watching your tits as they jiggle with every rough thrust, your lacy black corset digging in to the underside of them. You’d spilled out of it long ago, struggled to care when you were eight inches deep in his tight ass and unravelling him with every single thrust.

Eddie fights with his restraints again as you pound into him, pushing his knees up to his chest so you can abuse his spot in a controlled manner with every thrust. His rickety old bed creeks under your movements, mixing in with his loud moans and the slick noises of your cock sliding in and out of him.

“Can I come now?” Eddie begs, tears spilling from the corners of his eyes, and you surely should take mercy on him now, with how tight his balls are drawn up and how his cock leaks and kicks like he’s struggling to hold back. You nod slightly, and he clearly takes that as his cue, “Thank you, thank you, aah—!”

Your cunt quivers and aches to be filled as you watch in awe at the hot spurts of come that shoot out of Eddie’s raw and neglected cock, shooting so far it hits his chin. You can’t feel it, but you know he’s clenching down around the silicone toy as you fuck him through it, slowing down as he begins to shake from overstimulation.

You grind to a halt, smiling all giddy at Eddie’s fucked out expression. He’s still moaning softly, hazy eyes blinking up at you and a soft little half-smile directed back at you in return. You lean forward, making to kiss his bitten lips, but change your mind at last second — instead darting down to swipe the come off his chin with a pointed tongue. He groans, and you moan against him, savouring the salty, heady taste of him on your tongue.

He nudges at you, begging silently for a kiss, and you do so with no hesitation. Leaning up that little bit further to bump noses before slotting your lips together. It deepens fast, Eddie opening his mouth for you so you can slide your tongue against his own — letting him taste himself. Your cock slips out of him with the movement, and he hisses, biting down on your lip in retaliation.

“Sorry, Eddie,” You mumble against his lips, retreating back and sitting on your haunches. You unclip the strap in silence, gasping in relief as the weight of it is taken off of your hips. You don’t miss how wet your thighs are with your own slick, glimmering in the warm light of the room.

“Y’gonna get me out of these?” Eddie asks, startling you out of the silence with a small jiggle of the metal. You look up at him and smirk, dropping the strap from your hands in favour of slinking your way up his body to sit prettily on his belly. You know he can feel your wet cunt on his heated skin.

“Dunno, I was thinking you could help me out first?” You feign a slight innocence, grinding down against him and relieving a bit of the harsh aching on your clit. He nods eagerly, waiting on baited breath for you to climb up the rest of the distance and hover over his face.

You do so with no hesitation, spreading your legs and bracketing Eddie’s head with your thighs. His curly hair tickles your soft skin, his plump lips kissing up the insides of your thighs softly until he nudges his nose into your cunt, breathing in deeply until you get yourself settled.

The first dip of Eddie’s tongue between your folds makes your legs buckle, has you fully seated on his face and he groans into your cunt, the vibrations shooting into your core and eliciting a loud moan in return, “Not gonna take long, babe, fuck keep doing that,”

Eddie alternates between licking up and down your cunt, savouring your juices, and sucking and biting at your clit. He’s in a perfect rhythm, one that he knows will get you off quickly. He knew your body so well by this point — what parts to press, what areas to kiss, what pressure you needed. How hard you liked it, how fast. He was insatiable.

“Fuck, fuck,” You cry, grinding down against Eddie’s face, fisting at his hair for leverage. His tongue laps at your core like he’s desperate to make you come and it’s working, your tummy coiling up and beginning to spasm with need, “That’s it, Eddie, your tongue is sinful, god—!”

He’s looking at you like butter wouldn’t melt, a picture of innocence with his big, wet eyes. Nose perched prettily on the mound of your cunt, nestled in your neatly trimmed hair. You wished you had your polaroid, you needed to have a memory of this exact moment.

You grind down against Eddie’s mouth again, one perfectly timed suck of your clit with a grind of your hips and you’re coming — soaking Eddie’s face in your release, cunt spasming around nothing as you cry out, head thrown back towards the ceiling as pleasure wracks your body.

When you come down, he’s back to kissing your thighs, eyes sparkly and face shining with your come. You feel him smiling against your sensitive cunt, tip of his tongue poking out to lick gently at your clit and you clench your thighs around his head, jerking back.

You’re weak for him, always have been. Probably always would be.

[that-one-xachster]

Megumi x Childhood Bestie!Reader Hcs

I've seen too many of these and needed to write a few heh ive actually never written hcs before so this is my first time 😅 kinda a slow burn?

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so first of all you were tsumiki's bestie because I haven't seen a hc like that yet (PLEASE I NEEDA SEE ONE OF THESE-)

and we'll also make fushi's mom besties with your mom

so now you two are besties since you were in diapers

and you were a very grabby baby and Fushiguro's hair is as wild as carpaccios from mashle-

(sorry not sorry)

so you'd just grab at his hair and pull it all the time which would annoy the hell out of him

which would then somehow end up in you two fighting

AS BABIES

and then your mother's would have to calm you down

and after the whole toji and mother fushiguro went bye bye your mom took in megumi and tsumiki

so now timeskip you're both 6 years old and just walking together from who knows where

and if you thought you grew out of these grabby tendencies no you're either grabbing his hair or his sleeve

yes it still annoys the hell out of him but you do it for shits and giggles

and then on this fine day you just happen to run into the gojo satoru

LMAO MY AUTOCORRECT ALMOST CAPITALIZED HIS NAME

anyway this guy is making his ever so iconic face like 'bro reminds me of his dad-'

anyway gojo doesn't know who you are so you're just standing there awkwardly behind megumi while you're now gripping his backpack

and you're just glaring at gojo for no reason at all for sure just thinking 'who the hell is this weird ahh man with hair like he's in his 70s tryna kidnap megumi 🤨🤨'

and ofc megumi pulls the 'what about my sister' card

and after the whole negotiation with megumi he turns to you and is like 'you can come along too ig'

and ofc you watch megumi so you pull the 'what about my parents' card

gojo's like 😀

anyway you somehow end up going to school with megumi and tsumiki and first day kindergarten no surprise you guys are the new kids

everyone I mean EVERYONE loves tsumiki ofc

a partial reason is because of you and megumi glaring at the people who you think are looking at her a lil funny

like sir ma'am CHILD how dare you

anyway you have a pretty peaceful elementary school

you do pick fights with megumi though

...and a whole lotta other people

you stopped in middle school but looks like megumi picked it up instead because yk he beat up a hefty amount of people

you stanned him for that

also hyping him up from the back

"YEAHH MEGUMI BEAT THEIR ASS"

"shut up."

"no."

".."

"anyway YOU GO MEGUMI BEAT EM UP-"

"sHUT-"

so that was pretty eventful but tsumiki did not approve which caused you to sulk next to megumi

but then yk she went to the cliff and shit went down real fast

tsumiki got cursed, you entered your depressed angsty teenager era, and megumi became emo. more so than he was before

"oh my god its worse than they thought- they made him EMO-"

^ thats megumi now but we all like pretty emo bois so

wItH tHeIr bLaCk hAiR aNd gReEn oRbS-

too bad megumi has blue eyes

>>>>>>

see this is why asians don't have blue eyes we'd be too powerful

anyway back to this you two finish middle school all swandy dandy but a lil depressed

oh and I don't think I mentioned you two got into a fight bc of tsumiki's sickness

like-

megumi: you're closer to tsumiki bc you two are girls why didn't you stop her from pulling random crap whatever she did to make her sick

you: BITCH you blaming ME? you wanna go?

yeah basically you two got into a stupid argument but oh well its fine bc gojo forced you two to talk again and yay you're talking again

and now first year into jujutsu tech you and megumi are the only students so you're still poking and grabbing him all the time

you did it less in middle school

I think we know why

like you're in the car going to a mission- his hairs being tugged

got off the car and walking his sleeve being tugged

everthing

literally everthing

my bros grown immune to it though so he doesn't really mind

he kinda likes it now but will never admit it

so let's say before you got ranked up and all your arm almost got blown off by a curse

needless to say tsumiki's accident really hit him hard so this hit him harder and when I say he got angry he got ANGRY ASF DUDE

like he freakin obliterated the damn curse

he also made it pretty painful

if you even can

and let his demon dogs casually eat it up

and you're just there like 👏👁️👄👁���

"it's not that deep bro-"

"yes it is"

gojo was very proud though

and now you're with him stalking itadori and you're like

woah

*1 braincell working*

itadori = fast

fast = speed

I am speed

ITADORI = LIGHTNING MCQUEEN

kachow

and when you finally confront your stalkee with megumi and itadori's like

"uh I'm mourning rn"

you're just

"thats great and all dude I totally feel you but you're gonna be mourning even more if we don't get our asses to your school"

you did not want to host multiple funerals

so you all speed ran to his school

and whoopsie doosies you're with megumi and itadori makes an entrance like the main character he is

and when my bro eats that finger

and gojo pops up

he throws the kikufuku at megumi

but its okay hope you have a good day imma send you bout 850-

LMAO SORRY

you steal the kikufuku from megumi and eat one as if its popcorn

well you're watching gojo and sukuna fight rn

and you accidentally admit out loud that sukuna's hot

and then megumi low-key side eyes you

BUT THEN HE STARTS FULL ON GLARING AT SUKUNA

bc how dare he some random goofy ahh old mf misongnyistic tatooed dude just steal your attention so casually

he's full on disgusted when he's face to face with sukuna

yes you notice this

you're like

"ooh did somebody get a crush on a thousand year old curse-"

"wtf no get some help"

its the opposite lmao but you don't know that

so then itadori turns back to normal gojo goes boop and he goes to sleep

and now you're here sitting next to megumi, eating Gojo's kikufuku and having the time of your life

holy this is so long imma do a part 2

fun fact my autocorrect always changes sukuna into skunk 🦨

smelly sukuna

[sublimecatgalaxy]

JJ Maybank smut with best friends to lovers? Maybe they get super high and they get into mischief?

UM YES LMAO

"You ever think about banging John B or Pope?" JJ's question makes me choke, the smoke in my lungs quickly expelled- wasted- in an attempt to snap my head to look at JJ, who has a shit eating grin on his face.

"JJ, what?" I squeak, watching him shrug simply as he rests against the back of the drivers seat in the van. I look around, searching for any sign of our friends but there's no movement in John B's shack, just dead silence.

"I'm just asking a question!" JJ whisper yells, holding his hands up in surrender as he blows weed into the air between us. My cheeks warm, hands reaching up to scratch at the back of my neck and I see that JJ's eyes bloodshot and his pupils are blown.

"It's a stupid question." I mutter, taking a hit from my own joint, falling back onto the floor with a groan. JJ watches me with a teasing look as I stretch out on the floor of the van, his eyes flicking down to where my shirt rides up.

"Seriously? You've got no imagination." He chastises with a click of his tongue, head shaking disappointedly at me.

"Shut up!" Smacking him upside the head, he screeches, rolling away from me with a loud laugh. "I have an imagination, they just don't occupy it."

"Lame." He snorts.

"Why lame? Do you think about Kie in that way? Sarah?" I dig but he just pauses, eyes flickering up to the ceiling as he thinks.

"Well-" He laughs, running his fingers through his unruly hair. "I've known Kie since the start of puberty so that's a given."

"You've known me since puberty." His eyes widen briefly at my implication, throat clearing loudly as he sits up abruptly.

"Yeah? And?" He squeaks. "Are you asking me if I've had indecent thoughts about you? Gasp!" He asks and I immediately shake my head, trying to recover from the obvious grave I've dug myself but when a smile cracks across his face, I know he's just messing with me. Thank god. "You act like such a prude sometimes." He shakes his head, peeking past me and up at the Chateau.

"I'm not a prude." I huff, brows furrowed as JJ moves to lay down beside me, nimble fingers holding a joint to my lips. I take his invitation without hesitation, lips wrapping around the tip.

"You lost your virginity to a band geek." He snorts as I take a deep breath, holding it for a moment before blowing it directly into his eyes, his blue orbs snapping shut as curses fly from his lips.

"He was kind of cute." I defend but I know I'm lying through my teeth, remembering the scrawny boy from junior year. He was nice enough and he was very excited to be given an opportunity to even touch a girl, let alone have sex with one.

But yeah, he could've been better looking and he could've lasted a bit longer.

"Uh, no. He wasn't- I'm cute, he's like totally fugly, dude." JJ laughs, forcing the 'cutest' smile he can muster. Reaching out, I pinch his cheeks with a giggle.

"Fine, he wasn't the cutest but..." I trail off, toying with the strings of JJ's hoodie that I wear, tying them and untying them. JJ's brows furrow as he rolls onto his side, propping his head up with the palm of his hand.

"But?"

"I don't know, he was a good kisser. Gentle." I huff, head drooping to the side so I can look up at JJ who just scoffs with a cringed smile.

"Ugh yuck- gentle, how absolutely boring." I know that he means that and that he's not just teasing me- he's always been pretty adamant that 'vanilla sex invites nothing but divorce' or so he claims. He took shots and Pope and Kie when they first got together, urging them to spice up their bedroom life and he did the same to John B and Sarah but there was no helping those two.

"Okay, well at least I'm not a man-whore." He gasps at my attempted insult, feigning offense as he falls onto his back, gripping his chest.

"Ouch! Man-whore- no. I like to call myself femininely inclined." He boasts proudly, sending me a wink that makes my stomach flip.

"More like horizontally reclined."

"And vertically." He whoops, reaching behind to pat himself on the back. A few beats go by, JJ biting at his lip as he looks over at me, looking as if he wants to ask me something. Before I can tell him to spit it out, he speaks. "So you've only had sex with that one guy?"

"Sex- yeah, just the one guy." I nod sternly, biting back a smirk. "I've done other things." I offer vaguely, watching a shocked expression pass across his handsome face, his cheeks blushing gently at the thought.

"Really? I'm your best friend- you gotta indulge me here." He implores breathlessly, scooting ever so close to me.

"You don't tell me all about your sex-capades. How is this fair?"

"What do you wanna know? I'm an open book, cupcake." I grin, clasping my fists under my chin as I look at him, eyes flickering back and forth between his deep blue hues.

"I don't know, uh, ever gone down on a girl?" I ask the first question that pops into my head but it makes him freeze, giddy, proud smile fading as his head drops to rest against the carpet.

"Fuck." He mutters into the carpet.

"What?" I ask, pulling my knees to my chest, facing him.

"No." He sighs, head tilting so his cheek presses into the floor, squished cheeks forcing his lips into a cute pout. His cheeks are red and there's a boyish smile on his lips and for a second, I wonder if he's actually embarrassed. Or flustered?

"You haven't?" His head shakes, pout only deepening as his eyes shut.

"No, but it's like a fucking dream of mine." His voice is deeper than it was moments ago- gravely and tense too- and it causes a shiver to shoot down my spine.

"Seriously?" I ask, breathless and flustered at the thought of him imagining pleasing a girl and having it be on the top of his bucket list. Most guys, I can assume, would rather have something way filthier done to them, but the thought of JJ wanting to do nothing but give is mind blowing.

"Yeah, yeah- I get it. Girls hate going down on a guy but, I don't know dude." He cuts himself off with a groan, running a hand down his face as he returns to staring at the ceiling, biting at his lip. "Has a guy ever gone down on you?" He asks but looks shocked that the words actually leave his lips, blue eyes widening briefly.

"Yeah but it was really fucking bad." I giggle, breaking some of the tension in the small space, an intrigued grin spreading across JJ's lips.

"Why?"

"Didn't know where the clit was- wasn't even in the right place." He bursts out laughing almost immediately, kicking his legs and clapping his hands like a child. I've never told him this before, mostly because I didn't want him to make fun of me but it almost seems like he's making fun with me.

"Guys act like it's hard to miss." JJ snorts and shakes his head in deep disapproval. "Not that hard- and that's coming from a guy who failed human anatomy."

"Cuz guys don't actually take the time to look. Like a simple google search could show you the whole entire pathway of female anatomy. They either think the clit is a magic button or they don't care." I whine, rubbing my hands down my face in frustration just at the memory. "You guys are so easy- you cum and it's not that big of an achievement on our part." I chuckle and I watch JJ groan and adjust himself, rolling back onto his stomach.

"Jesus." He whispers, squeezing his eyes shut tightly and I begin to pick up on what's going on.

"What?" I ask through a prolonged sigh, biting nervously at my lip as JJ reaches down to actually adjust himself. "JJ! Seriously, are you hard?" I giggle, sitting up, spine straight as a board as he whines and hides his face in his hands.

"Please don't make fun of me, I'll cum." His words make me laugh even harder, my chest aching from the giggles that don't seem to stop and he reaches out to smack my bare thigh.

"You started this!" I point at him with an incredulous look, lighting another blunt and holding it to my lips. I take an extra strong hit, closing my eyes to try to wash out all of the inappropriate thoughts filling my mind but they don't seem to go anywhere.

"I need more weed, please and thank you." JJ tries to reach out to take the joint from me but I hold it away from him with raised, teasing brows.

"Nope, it's mine now." I shrug, taking another hit.

"You like to see me suffer? You masochist." He tuts, biceps straining as he lifts himself up onto his arms beside me, head just inches away from my thighs.

"You've got no clue." The words leave me faster than I can control and I almost immediately slap a hand over my mouth.

"I..." He trails off, silencing consuming the empty space around us. I can hear my heartbeat rumbling in my ears and I suddenly feel so exposed under JJ's heated gaze. "This is getting weird." He mutters, throat dry and words come out more ragged than he intended and he clears his throat awkwardly.

"Yeah, weird." I mutter but before I can add anything more, he interrupts my thought process with a shocking question.

"Can I go down on you-"

"JJ!"

"What?!" "It would be a mutual experience." He promises but I pause, jaw slacking and lips parting as words completely and utterly escape me. There's no thoughts in my head, no words on the tip of my tongue, just JJ and the stupid image he's put in my head of him between my thighs.

"I just- wouldn't that be weird?" I ask, actually considering it for a moment, wondering if I could finally have the opportunity to learn why and how JJ gets so many women to get into bed with him.

"Not for me." He shakes his head viciously, chin tilting upwards so he can give me the cutest pair of pleading puppy eyes, lip pouting out as I shove him. "Dude, you're stupid hot."

"No I'm not." I scoff.

"Uh huh, you are." He promises, hand slipping under my thigh so can he lower himself beneath it, slipping effortlessly between my thighs as he rests my leg across his shoulder. I flush at the new position, completely and utterly at his mercy as I swallow roughly, watching him rest his cheek against my bare skin. "C'mon, when was the last time you actually came like really came where you didn't have to do it yourself."

"Never." I respond immediately, throwing caution out the window.

"Fuck, you're killing me here." He whines, tongue slipping out to wet his lips, the eager look in his eyes only growing. "C'mon, let me make you cum- please let me make you cum." All of the air pulls from my lungs, the dumb look on my face only worsening as I try to process his words in real time but I feel like I'm so far away from here.

Maybe it's the weed or maybe it's the way JJ's fingers are inching towards the waistband of my spandex shorts, toying with the edge of it.

"I'll do anything- you want music, I can do that- weed, fuck where's the weed-" He's suddenly scrambling around, knocking things over as he looks for the blunt that I discarded and he doesn't let up until he hears me call out his name. "Show me." He whispers, pressing a shameless kiss to my thigh, a small breathy sigh escaping me at the gentle feeling. "Please."

"You're my best friend, JJ." My words have no weight to them as he motions towards my pants and I give him a firm nod, allowing him to start to pull them down, kissing newly exposed skin with every inch revealed.

"So, let your best friend show you how good he is with his tongue, huh?" I moan freely, reaching up to shove my hands in my face as he discards my shorts but he doesn't look just yet, not daring to break eye contact with me. "Just- here, give me your hand." I do what he says and he helps me slip my fingers into his unruly hair, urging me to give it a simple tug. "Better?" He asks, tugging me further down onto the floor by my hips as he nestles between my legs.

"This is so awkward." I mutter, not bothering to let go of his hair while his lips skim against the sensitive skin of my navel, teasing me with every breath he breathes.

"Just relax. Not like I'm gonna judge you or anything." He promises and I finally look down at him and the look in his eyes is all it takes for me to relax into him a bit, seeing the devotion and the adoration lining his blue eyes.

"You're the king of judgment." I giggle breathlessly.

"Just close your eyes or something." He reaches up to run his fingers teasingly across my face, pulling a snort from me. "Also, maybe be quiet since they're sleeping like twenty feet away." He clicks his tongue towards the house and I nod, legs shaking beside his head as he urges me to bend my knees.

"This is so fucked up." I mutter.

"Are you gonna talk through this whole thing-"

"Do something and maybe I'll shut my mouth." He chuckles against my hip, nipping it playfully as I squeal, giving his hair a firm tug as he moans.

"Yes ma'am." He takes a tentative deep breath before giving in, tongue flattening against my slit as a trying taste, a quiet hum escaping him and he chuckles. "Mmm, you taste salty." He coos, dragging the tip of his pointed tongue up the length of my core just before circling around my clit and I tug on his hair.

"Please don't make me self conscious right now." I chuckle, whole body flushing and trembling under his touch. He wraps his arms firmly around my thighs, holding me to him so he can dive right back in, lapping like he's been deprived of touching me- tasting me.

"Not trying to, I didn't say it was a bad thing." He mutters before freeing one of his hands from holding me, slipping his fingers into his mouth before skimming them along my entrance, watching my every move and motion for any sort of disapproval. When I give him no sign, he slowly slips his fingers into me, moaning loudly as my spine arches up into him. My hand flies from his hair to the ground, fisting the carpet as I use my other hand to muffle my squeals. "Fuck, you are all I'm gonna be craving from now on. Fuck weed, fuck beer." He sounds so sure as he watches his fingers disappear and reappear, carefully curling upwards in a skillful maneuver and I feel it, the uptick of pleasure, the electricity shooting down my legs.

"JJ-"

"What is my form of dirty talk not working for you, sweetheart?" He teases, tongue flattening and moving in quick motions- side to side- against my clit and my head thumps against the floor, hair probably all over the place by now.

"No it is, and I'll cum too quick if you keep talking." I giggle breathlessly, again reaching down to thread my fingers through his hair to ground myself.

"Shut it, you love to hear me talk."

"I do." I admit bashfully, wanting nothing but to let him keep talking but another part of me wants to just shrivel up and die out of embarrassment, wondering how we're going to come back from this- how are we supposed to talk this out? Tell our friends?

"Do you realize how long I've wanted this? Fucking years." JJ's confession eases some of the questions I have running through my head and I don't feel like my heart aches as much as it did before,

"JJ, I-"

"Yeah? You wanted me too?" He asks, hiking my legs further up onto his shoulder as his fingers pick up pace, thrusting in and out of me at an unholy speed, his brows furrowed in concentration.

"Yes, want you so bad." I squirm under his grasp, core tightening around him with ever thrust and it almost makes me want to scream how his fingers just aren't enough.

I want more.

"You've got me. I'm trapped between your thighs, no better position for a man to be in to care for his woman." He grins, sucking my clit between his lips and my jaw drops in a silent moan, lips trembling in pleasure and I feel a lawyer of sweat drench me.

"Your woman?" I ask, propping myself up onto my elbows to look down at him, gasping violently as I chase my high but there's apart of me that can't move on from what he said. His woman?

"Yeah, mine." He growls, blue hues glancing up at me and the look in his eyes is enough to make me cum; pupils blown to high hell and he's looking at me like a predator gazes at a prey.

"Fuck, all yours- I'm gonna cum." Before I can though, he slips his fingers from me, pulling back with a wicked grin and I whine loudly, feeling tears prick at the corner of my eyes.

"Not yet."

"Why?" I whimper and I know I sound pathetic and I wouldn't deny it but I can't find a fuck to give right now as he so close to me but choosing to be so far.

"Cuz I like to make you squirm. This is payback for making fun of my hard-on." He winks, not breaking eye contact as he licks at my clit, not taking his time, not waiting but going full force into trying to make me cum and make me cum hard.

"Wasn't making fun of you. I liked it." I admit, running my hands down my face as I suck in a breath of air. "I want you so bad, JJ." The tears in my eyes finally crack, rolling down my cheeks and he's quick to bat them away from his free hand, other hand brushing across my clit in wide swoops.

"Yeah?"

"I'm cumming- shit." It hits me like a ton of bricks, my body tensing and then trembling against him and I writhe around in his grasp, trying to wiggle away from him but he doesn't let me, just lowers his tongue to my core and tastes me once more.

"Fu-uck." JJ moans, reaching down between him and the floor to adjust himself, palming himself too not so subtly. "Holy fuck, Y/n." He mutters, resting his chin against my thigh as I chuckle, biting my lip and throwing an arm over my eyes.

"Now I'm embarrassed." I mutter and JJ's on it in a minute, handing me his sweatshirt so I can slip it on over my naked body.

"Here- goddamnit." He huffs, running a hand through his hair as he gazes at me, pussy drunk and stoned. I hug myself in his sweatshirt with a coy smile, biting at the corner of my lip before surging forward, pressing my lips to his. "Woah." He mutters into the kiss, hand hesitantly reaching up to cup my cheek.

"All yours, yeah?" I ask, lingering near his lips as I press another few pecks to his lips and he chuckles under his breath.

"All mine."