#they may be cringe but eh fuck it

[dr-tormentum]

Dunno why, but i just got a tattoo and now i feel a bloodthirsty hunger to write a horror fanfic or book, maybe spice it up, add some western to it, maybe a little fanfic within a fanfic. Make it a bigass crossover idk man

[iwritefandomimagines]

BLIND DATE — JAMIE TARTT

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pairing: jamie tartt x reader

description: you and jamie never saw eye to eye. when keeley offers to set you up on a blind date and it’s him that turns up, you’re irritated. but you’re soon to find out that maybe she’s right… maybe he has changed.

warnings: enemies to lovers if you squint bc there’s not much angsty content it’s more implied, swearing, alcohol consumption, fluff at the end because that’s my mf baby

author’s note: i live and breathe enemies to lovers jamie tartt content so this is sooo self indulgent and fluffy ish at the end.

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“You have got to be fuckin’ kidding me?”

You’d already been reluctant when Keeley Jones begged you to let her set you up with someone she knew.

Your best friend had been going on at you about needing to ‘get yourself out there’ for ages now — and the only reason you had given in to her request was so that she’d back off a bit.

But now, as the one and only Jamie fucking Tartt approached your table, your dress felt especially clingy and your palms felt especially sweaty.

“Y/N,” Jamie smirked, having always enjoyed getting under your skin, “You look fucking stunnin’, and really fucking happy to see me.”

You rolled your eyes as he sat down, “Why the hell would Keeley set me up with you of all people?”

Jamie pushed his hair out of his face, and you couldn’t help but take his whole look in as he removed his jacket and adjusted his shirt.

Okay, he may have been a massive prick — but not even you could deny that he wasn’t exactly a chore to look at. Just a chore to listen to.

“See, Y/N, I hear ya voice complaining,” he quipped, leaning forward to rest his chin on his palm as his other hand waved over a waiter, “But you’re still checking me out. Like what you see, eh?”

Before you had a chance to snap back at the walking irritant in front of you, the waiter was at your table taking your drinks orders.

A large glass of wine to cool your nerves would do nicely was what you had decided before he’d arrived — but now a bottle seemed more appropriate.

Of course, when you asked for this Jamie just smiled smugly, “Yeah, you know what? Me ‘n the lady will share. Bring us your most expensive bottle of Pinot Grigio, yeah?”

You tried not to cringe at his mispronunciation.

You sighed, sipping at the table water you’d already been brought as the waiter nodded and rushed away.

“Now where were we, love?”

“You were being arrogant, I was still trying to figure out how I’ve ended up sat opposite you… Just like old times.”

Jamie scoffed, “Oh no, I was simply observin’ that you checked me out. Don’t worry, love, I was checking you out too. Like I said, you’re stunnin’.”

You hated that he could so obviously see his words had affected you — a crimson blush immediately staining your cheeks as he quirked his eyebrow in acknowledgement.

“I can think that you’re attractive and still think you’re a prick, Jamie,” you shrugged, a small smile on your lips as he screwed up his face, “I do have eyes.”

He licked his lips, “See, makin’ progress already. Never admitted you fancy me before, but if it helps, love, I fancy you too.”

You scoffed again, “I said you’re attractive, not that I fancy you.”

“Same thing,” he shrugged, leaning further forward, “Look, I know you think I’m a twat, but I’ve been working on how not to be.”

You looked at him for a moment, not sure what to make of his words.

He’d always been an egotistical arse, always convinced he was God’s gift to earth, and his shameless flirting whilst also being an arsehole had always just grated on you.

You’d had some semblance of a crush on him once, almost admiring his confidence (and of course how gorgeous he was) but his attitude had led you to a prickling disdain for the man instead.

He knew he got under your skin, so he would flirt outrageously and nitpick at things you did and said to piss you off and rile you up.

Keeley had insisted he took the whole childhood ‘if they’re mean to you they like you’ bollocks all too seriously, but you’d brushed that off considering the fact that he was still very much lapping up any and all female attention he received elsewhere.

Given that you only attended events as Keeley’s friend, it hadn’t been hard to avoid him since — deciding that it wasn’t worth letting him get to you.

“So Keeley’s been saying,” you narrowed your eyes, “I know you flirt with, like, anything that breathes, but I’m surprised you’re not more disappointed by her decision to set us up.”

It was Jamie’s turn to scoff now, his eyes never leaving yours as you felt suddenly shy under his close watch.

“She didn’t set us up, I asked her to.”

You furrowed your brows, confused as to why the fuck he’d do that. Sure, he’d flirted with you before but you were certain it was just to piss you off.

“What?”

“I knew you didn’t like me, ‘cos you only know the old Jamie Tartt,” he pouted, and you fought the urge to chuckle, “So I asked her to pretend it was just some mate of hers she wanted to send you on a blind date with. Just to see if you’d give me a chance, ya know?”

You were almost touched by his words, but still remained wary about his intentions, “Why— what made you that determined for a date with me?”

He laughed, a big loud laugh that drew the attention of many surrounding tables.

The waiter returned now, interrupting you again.

He poured you both a glass of wine and placed down the wine cooler as you and Jamie thanked him whilst never looking away from each other.

“For the third time tonight, you’re fuckin’ stunning Y/N. And I like that you never took my shit back then. Just figured it was time to try me luck and see if ya’d change your mind about me,” if you didn’t know him better, you’d think he was nervous, “‘S why Keeley’s been talkin’ me up to you so much. She’s known I’ve had a thing for you for, like, ages.”

You were gobsmacked — not only by his confession, but the sincerity his voice held.

“Why’ve you not reached out sooner, then? I haven’t seen you in months, not since the last charity gala,” you bit your lip.

You remembered that night very well, given that you’d almost shared a drunken kiss with him until you came to your senses and left the party.

He only smirked again, “You remember the exact last time we saw each other, huh?”

“Jamie…”

“Alright, alright,” he raised his hands in defeat, “I was gutted you didn’t kiss me at that party, even though it’s fair that you didn’t. Keeley told me you deserved better than how I’d been treating you, but that she knew if I got me shit together we’d make a good couple. So I waited ‘til me shit was, well, together. And now here we are. With my shit sorta together.”

You were almost speechless, “Jamie— that’s, well, that’s actually really sweet.”

He rolled his eyes with a smile, “Glad ya think so, love. Been hard as fuck and I’ve almost called you a fuck load of times, too, but Keeley and Roy have been really good with helping and that.”

Now you were really surprised, “Roy’s been helping you work on yourself? Fuckin’ hell, things must have changed since I last saw you!”

Jamie laughed, pursing his lips as he shrugged and let out a breathy sigh, “He won’t admit it but we’re, like, friends now. Don’t tell him I said that though. He’d go fuckin’ mental.”

“Oh I know,” you chuckled, “But I hope you’ve been doing this for yourself as well, not just trying to change to make other people happy.

The smile on his face spread warmth through your chest, and you could feel the walls you’d built up to protect yourself from Jamie’s old self beginning to crumble.

Your face was lit with a smile now, a wide and sincere smile that you could tell boosted his confidence about this whole elaborate plan.

“Nah, it’s been good,” he nodded, “And you’ve never smiled at me like that, not even when we first met and you were trying to be nice before I fucked things by being all Jamie Tartt. So I’d say it’s, like, more than worth it, to be fair.”

Your smile only widened at that, and his matched it almost exactly.

“I don’t even know what to say at this point, but I’d be lying if I said I’m not actually glad I’m here now,” you bit your lip, maintaining steady eye contact with him and placing your hand on the table.

He was quick to place his own hand atop yours, “‘M really glad to hear it, Y/N. Can we treat this like a fresh start or whatever? Like a real blind date? Want to show you I’ve changed properly, that I’m a new Jamie.”

You giggled, poking your thumb out to rub the back of his hand with it, “Sure. I’m Y/N Y/L/N, and it’s nice to meet you. Sorry if this is forward but you look really good tonight, stranger.”

He beamed like a proud child at those words, “Jamie Tartt. You look fuckin’ phenomenal, Y/N. Since we’ve like, never met, this might be weird,” you rolled your eyes with a laugh at how seriously he was taking the starting over thing, “But I hope this ain’t our only date.”

“Play your cards right, Jamie Tartt, and it won’t be,” you smiled, standing up and leaning over to press a soft kiss to his cheekbone.

“Because, and I can’t believe I’m saying this, I hope it isn’t either.”

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eeeee i hope you enjoyed that, i love jamie tartt a ridiculous amount so couldn’t help myself ! here’s my masterlist if you want to read more of my jamie fics or any of my other stuff!

also kinda feeling a part two where you’re secretly dating and turn up to a richmond squad event with him? let me know if u would like that!!!

[myslvtwritings]

Hi! :D Can I request headcanons on the upper moon demons (1,2,3+ Muzan) reactions to finding out their fem s/o is suffering from depression? (Especially after she’s tried to hide it from them and everyone else, not once admitting to having it - frankly because she feels as if they wouldn’t care or take her seriously anyway (due to past experiences with her own family and friends), until she couldn’t keep up the facade of acting cheerful, laid back and positive all the time, it being obvious that there is something quite not right with her, even if she denies it, trying to downplay the situation, knowing full well herself that it’s getting bad).

(Aaaaaaa, I love ur headcanons 😭💓 I’m sorry if this topic is not something you’d be comfortable with writing for, it’s just something I’ve been experiencing myself lately for the past couple of months, it’s getting harder each day, kinda have been feeling empty, exhausted and genuinely depressed lately, no one that I know cares or takes me seriously, nor tries to help me overcome these emotions :), I appreciate you reading my request anyway!<3 sorry for kinda pouring my heart out, ik it’s cringe and unnecessary, sorry).

No, no! it’s completely okay. I suffer from depression myself so i’m comfortable writing for topics like these! I honestly love writing angst/hurt/+comfort so ya!! Thank you for requesting, anon!! (Also i’m happy you like my headcanons! Tysm for your kind words. I do hope you feel better and i hope these hc’s can cheer you up!)

➤ Uppermoons with a Fem!S/O who suffers from Depression

➤ SFW headcanons

including: Muzan, Kokushibo, Douma and Akaza.

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warnings: non-canon reactions, mentions of suicidal thoughts, angst, etc.

Muzan

Muzan isn’t an idiot.

He can sense from a mile away that something is in fact wrong.

I mean, you always seem off.

He just cannot tell WHAT exactly is wrong.

You’re a strange one after all. (Not in a bad way obviously)

Muzan has asked you a dozen times prior, seeking out answers, at least an explanation for your change in behavior and emotions.

He dislikes change.

But wanna know what he dislikes more? You being upset.

“My dear, could you please tell me what’s wrong?”

Of course he never gets anything out of you. You just cast him that alluring yet suspicious fake smile of yours and reassure him that you’re “okay” or “fine” or even “couldn’t be better”

Your response are so.. dishonest.

Honestly, Muzan not knowing what exactly is wrong with you drives him wild. He ALWAYS wants to know what’s wrong, what you’re feeling, how you’re feeling, etc.

And whenever he isn’t aware of what exactly your feeling or is catching on to the suspicions that your lying it does in fact anger him.

Not only does it anger him but it upsets him incredibly. Like, do you not trust him? Are you scared of him because he’s the demon king? If you were secretly terrified of his existence he wouldn’t be surprised in the slightest. That’s how truly humans are after all.

But for you this isn’t the case. You aren’t even scared of him. Just scared of your own thoughts and feelings.

A part of you wishes you could open up but the other part of you is like: eh, fuck it.

Who could blame you for not wanting to open up to the demon king himself though?

You may be his girlfriend, but still, like he would actually bring himself to care.

You see how vicious he is towards other humans. So why would he even bother with your silly yet powerful emotions?

You desired to open up yourself but however that never came so Muzan had no choice but to force it out of you one day.

Toxic, sure. But you were driving him nuts!

Like he snapped when he came home one night to find you rotting in your own filth, an empty stomach, disheveled hair, god, have you been sleeping all day?

He will ask you ONCE again if you wanted to talk.

To which you respond with a sorrowful “no”

Then you for real have the gull to make up excuses saying you’ve fallen ill.

Yeah, right.

That is Muzan’s breaking point.

It startles you when he snaps at you and actually gets mad.

This is his way of caring everybody. 💀

Whenever you’re depressed the feeling of getting yelled at by someone you love can hurt you or make you feel numb on the inside, you know?

I’m this case, it all just caves in and you sorta have an emotional break down in front of him.

Muzan is at a loss for words as you spill out your deepest and darkest feelings.

At least you’re finally opening up.

But damn, bro is shocked. Please give him a minute to adjust to all this.

At first he doesn’t know how to respond, instead, he will respond physically and just let you cry in his embrace as you vent to him and babble “i’m sorry” literally over 1000 times.

Muzan knew humans had depression, he reads a lot and is well aware of what it is. He’s just distraught this his own partner felt this way for so long.

By the way, did i mention he’s going to kill anyone who’s ever wronged you?

But worry not! He is going to be there for you every step of the way even with his low tolerance:)

Kokushibo

In the beginning, Kokushibo has absolutely no clue what’s going on inside your head.

I mean, if you say you’re fine then you’re fine right?

That’s all until your seemingly bad mood increases more and more everyday.

Yeah, that’s when his suspicions SKYROCKET.

Kokushibo has asked you before but gave up on it after many failed attempts.

He still has his mild concerns though so instead he observes you from afar.

He can tell something if off but assumes that just because you’re a human.

Honestly, he had some suspicions here and there that you may or may not be dealing with severe depression.

Guess what? Those thoughts he had were correct.

You immediately assume he doesn’t care and won’t care due to his demonic nature and his expressionless behavior.

Kokushibo began to catch on more and more when you started to refuse to eat dinner, you just refused to get up from bed and even take care of yourself.

FINALLY drops that stoic personality.

Caretaker Kokushibo to the rescue. Is immediately scooping you up, siting you at the table and convincing you to eat.

If you don’t eat he’ll just spoon feed you.

That night he took care of you.

That’s when he found out of your depressed state. No confession needed.

The two of you aren’t the greatest match because of your lacked communication.

No, you two aren’t toxic. Fights don’t even exist between y’all.

You guys just can’t express feelings properly.

But Kokushibo is always waiting for you to further explain how you feel. He’s satisfied that he now is aware of what’s wrong with you but also deeply destroyed on the inside.

You don’t deserve these harsh feelings. Why must the world be so cruel?

From that day onwards, Koku keeps a close eye on you and takes care of you more often.

Sometimes even ditches missions for you.

Yeah, he gets chastised by Muzan for it but he doesn’t care.

As long as you’re safe then he feels content.

By the way he’s killing off ANYONE who made you feel this way.

Douma

very, VERY dense.

Like does not notice anything.

He just presumed that’s how you are.

Now, Douma does feel emotions around you. You’re the only thing that has ever brought him joy.

You make that cold heart of his beat.

He’s very clingy around you, like, SUPER.

Wants to be around you all the time.

Which is why it’s a shocker that he didn’t notice immediately your drastic change in behavior.

Douma only really took notice when you began to distance yourself from everyone.

Even him.

Now he couldn’t care less if you ran away from everyone else but him? Yeah, there is something wrong.

So, he simply asks you if you’re okay.

In which you lie and say you’re doing just fine.

Oh, you are? Okay!!

Is immensely confused when you continue to distance yourself though.

Haha, humans are so silly.

Douma becomes really confused but brushes it off.

It’s all surprising that he can come off so dense when it comes to this. I mean, you’re a demon? come on mannn…

Yeah, he does feel emotions around you but doesn’t fully understand them, you know?

I swear, Douma can be naive around you sometimes despite being the sadistic and masochistic demon he is.

It takes him a long ass time to realize how much you’ve been suffering.

Please do not get angry with him though. Remember that he is new to all this!

So the first emotion he feels once he finds out about your depression is EXTREME guilt.

REAL GUILT.

Flabbergasted by how fucking long it took him to find out the truth.

*Mentally facepalms himself*

His petty little followers don’t count. The man may have spend his last few hundred years listening to peoples woes and worries but his emotional responses towards their feelings were never even genuine.

To be brutally honest, Douma is hopeless.

Yeah, he wants to help you, he really does.

Just has no idea how to:(

However, if you show him how to then he will catch on fairly quickly and become the master when it comes to taking care of you and helping you cope with your depression.

Similar to Kokushibo, Cue caretaker Douma to the rescue‼️‼️

He doesn’t mind taking care of you. Honestly he absolutely adores it.

You’ve always been there for him, you taught him how to feel again. He’s so grateful that he’s finally helping you after all this time.

Lends you extra cuddles and kisses but if you’re the type to want your space when you’re depressed he’ll try his hardest to understand and be there for you emotionally instead! He just wants to be over you all the time and make sure you’re doing well, ya know?

Okay, he may lose his touching privileges but don’t think he isn’t gonna let his guard down!

From there on out, He keeps an eye on you at all times. He needs to make sure your taking care of yourself!

Douma also developed the tendency to whisper sweet nothings into your ear, his advice is surprisingly effective by the way. I mean, his advice towards you is actually genuine so that must be why.

“Oh, Y/N, my lovely lotus, i despise how you carry such a heavy burden. I wish i could take all these negative feelings away from you!”

Akaza

Like Muzan, he isn’t easy to take for a fool.

Notices the very second your behavior changes.

Akaza, being the most amazing boyfriend he is will obviously attempt to strike up a conversation, desperately wanting you to open up and communicate with him properly.

Becomes disappointed when you just brush it off as “not important”

Like what? It IS important!

YOU are MORE than important to him.

Akaza is not blind, he won’t submit nor play dumb towards your responses

Absolutely hates making you uncomfortable and would hate to force you to tell him how you’re feeling but desperate times call for desperate measures.

This is just his way for caring about you.

At first, he will try each and every day to be there for you and try and talk with you.

Sits on the side of your bed as your laying down, curled up, unmoving and will just kiss your forehead and give you time to open up.

Akaza will bug you consistently, fishing a response from you, anything, just anything!!

“Sweetheart, could you tell me what’s going on with you?”

Nothing. Just that same old response he hears every damn time.

“I’m fine”, “Nothing is wrong!”, “It’s okay, i’m doing well, just tired.”

Hatessssss when you lie to him:(

Akaza feels beyond powerless.

Your feelings are very important to him!

Sure, he hates weak people, hates any other human being he encounters but you’re different!

Akaza knows deep down you’re suffering from depression but desires for you to confess it yourself in your own time.

But at the end of the day he had to force it out of you.

Felt insanely guilt but what else could he have done?

Everything else he’s ever done for you got him nowhere due to your own stubborn dds

Akaza is not mad though.

He could never be angry with you for having depression i mean, you can’t help it.

We all know how overwhelmingly overprotective he is so the very moment he finds out a friend of family member caused you to feel this way and shut the world out he is going to throw hands.

Like, how dare they?!

Akaza is another caretaker! Skips important missions for your sake despite him knowing the punishments that come along with it.

Akaza won’t mind taking care of you but he also needs you to learn how to take care of yourself if you want to truly heal so he’ll be there for you every single step of the way in order for you to accomplish that!

Another thing that’ll happen is that Akaza will become more needy and clingy than usual. He must protest his precious girlfriend at all costs.

Kisses you and reminds you how much he loves you.

Fucking HATES it when he’s forced to leave you (when he’s summoned to the infinity castle)

But the very second he’s home he’s relieved.

On those days you’re feeling super depressed to the point where you can’t get up Akaza will cool you breakfast and serve it to you in bed. Will even feed you if he has to then eventually he’ll help you get up and offer you all the motivation and energy you need to make it throughout the day.

Bro is a gentleman.

Literally is always going to be there for you, love you unconditionally.

And most importantly…

Beat the living HELL out of whoever worsened your depression‼️‼️

I hope you enjoyed these headcanons! To all those out there suffering currently i can promise you that it’s going to be okay. You got this! <3

[dilvuc]

❝𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘❞ DAY 14: WE'RE ALIKE

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: fluff

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗: male

𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖑𝖊: DAY 14: WE'RE ALIKE

𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: yan!jade x yan!m!reader

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌: none

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: you and jade are like soulmate. why? you two have feelings for each other without knowing that you two have feelings for each other. you two have not realized that you are made for each other until…

“Why would you collect koebi-kun’s stuff…?” floyd cringed at his brother's collection. jade collected almost everything from your dorm and from your trash. everything he found of yours, is now his. it's concerning.

“Everything I see belongs to him now belongs to me~” jade beamed, snuggling with your pillow that he has stolen. “I can smell his favorite cologne…”

“You're so creepy…” floyd gagged. “You might get find out by him one day.”

“Might. But if I were to be found out, I'll knock him out and lock him in my room.” jade smiled.

the other twin send his calm and weird twin brother a bombastic side eye, “What the fuc—”

“There's no way you have stolen something from one of the twins!” ace exclaimed in shock. he found a shocking collection of jade's mushrooms and photos in your closet. you placed another jar of mushrooms in your closet, “Hey, don't blame me for my love for Jade. He's just too good.”

“Your taste in love is wildly disturbing…” deuce sweatdropped.

“Come on, give me a boost or something to help me talk to Jade. Or I could just knock him out and lock him up in the guest room to get him to talk.” you suggested. ace grabbed your collar, “Get fucking help! This is an obsession! Not some kind of a wholesome love thing!”

“Yeah! What if he tried to eat you up?!” grim exclaimed.

“So…?”

“So? So?! What if he caught you doing something creepy?” ace raised his eyebrows. you shrugged, “Knock him out and lock him up.”

“Oh my fucking god…”

jade peek around the corner to find you talking with your friends. he stood there in lovestruck as he continuingly stalked you around the school. it's making azul and floyd both concerned and disturbed by this. jade’s love for you is over the top. he's fucking downbad for your fucking ass.

“Just look at that adorable little smile that I want to bite his wrong pretty little face off.” jade beamed, clasping his hands together.

“Bite what off?” azul sweatdropped. floyd grabbed azul's shoulders and dragged him away from his brother, “Let's forget this and go…”

jade continues to stalk you around school until he notices how sneaky you're acting as you head to the back of the school where no one will notice you, well…maybe because you notice that jade was stalking you.

“Jade. I know you're there.” you called out, causing the teal haired male to flinch and step out of his hiding place.

“Ah, it appears that I have been found.” jade smiled. “May I ask why you're acting so sneaky, [Y]?”

“I could be the one to ask you since you've been stalking me throughout the whole day.” you pointed out. the teal haired male tensed up, “Ah…So you noticed—”

jade paused when he noticed something flip out of your pocket. he narrowed his eyes to take a closer look, only to find out that it was some photos of him. those photos were taken secretly. you panicked and swiftly picked up the photos to hide from jade's sight, “I'm gonna need a better place to store these treasures…!”

jade gasped before clasping his hands over his mouth, feeling excitedly overwhelmed with joy, “T-treasures…?!”

“Eh?? W-w-w-w-wait! It's not what you think!” you sweatdropped, trying to brush it off. jade knees before you, “Have you been stalking me and secretly taking pictures of me?! My, my~ [Y], you creep~”

“Uh—”

“You love me, do you? Only me, right?” jade beamed.

“Of course, I only love you and only you! I fell in love when I first landed my eyes on you!” you expressed. the teal haired male chuckled bashfully, “I feel the same way about you, too~ Do you know how long I've been holding back my love for you? I didn't had to knock you out and kidnapped you~”

“I was plotting the same thing if you didn't accept my feelings.” you admitted.

jade clasped his hands with yours, “We are the same~ Let's get married~”

“Right after we graduate, let's get married immediately! I'll ditch my goal of going home and marry you.” you expressed.

the octavinelle duo and the dumbass trio watched the scene unfold and they're becoming more disturbed and worried about what would happen if you two become cold-blooded killers. what a “great” couple.

╰┈➤ author note: please note that this is a slow update. i will still accept your request, but it will take a while since i'll be working on my books on wattpad. if you wish to read those books, here's my wattpad account.

❝𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘❞

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[bellewintersroe]

Max Verstappen x HornerDaughter!

Part 16 omggg thank you guys for all your support, let me know what you guys think and if you think Leni is being annoying LMAO I love the interaction tho from you guys :) LINK to the previous part. Leni organises her sudden trip home in which Christian and Daniel have some complaints about. There seems to be no escaping Max however, after a shared bottle or two of champagne, surprise, surprise, all Leni’s plans may have just gone out the window…

“You’re going home? What to Monaco or England?” My dad frowned, as soon as I walked into the room. “England, yeah.” I nodded, taking my laptop off the side.

“When? When was this planned?” The crease in his brown only furrowed further. “Last night.” I chewed on the lolly stick that had been in my mouth for far too long. “Well are you coming to Vegas? With Geri?”

“Mm, I don’t know.” I shrugged. “What’s that?” A voice questioned. “Did I just hear you’re not coming to Vegas?” Daniel walked up from behind me, “I dunno, Daniel.” I laughed.

“Nah you can’t miss that.” My dad then spoke as I scrunched my nose. “Yeah but… I might be busy.” I pathetically lied.

“Yeah with gambling in Vegas.” Daniel commented as I smiled slightly. “Oh I don’t know Leni, if you do want to go home that bad then Max is flying to Monaco tonight, at least then you’re pretty much home. Why don’t you stay in Monaco?” No because Max is there who is the exact person I was supposed to be avoiding?

“Eh, I wanna go home.” I shrugged as both Daniel and my dad shared a funny expression. “Weird. But okay.” Daniel commented. “Only for a little while.” I felt my face heating up from their slight concern. “Well I’ll ask Max if you can go with him, I don’t want you travelling around the world by yourself-” fuck off-

“No, you don’t have to do that.” I shrugged as my dad pulled another funny expression. “Like, what if the jets already full.”

“It’s literally just Max and like two others going home.” He justified and I cringed. There truly was no getting out of this- so when I was clambering the steps up the jet I was feeling extra uneasy. I wasn’t the best traveller, and now I was virtually alone with Max, exactly what I was avoiding. I had no self control- the minute he came up behind me I thought I’d faint from nerves.

“How come you’re leaving so soon?” He questioned, taking my hand luggage out of my hand as he walked behind me up the stairs. “Oh- thank you..” I turned back down to him, clumsily, sliding against the metal of the stairs, before clambering my way back up again. I pulled a face, cringing from embarrassment one he couldn’t see.

“Uh, I just wanted to go home for a bit, see my friends, you know.” I shrugged, greeting the flight attendants who handed a glass of champagne as soon as we stepped onto the jet. Whilst that was luxurious, I could imagine it was a stupid idea- for me at least. The glass would be empty within 5 minutes.

“Are you not coming to Vegas?” Max questioned, putting my phone up in the storage above our heads, followed by his. I perched on one of the seats and he took the row beside me. My dad meant it when there was only two other people on the jet- it seemed they were pretty keen on catching sleep as soon as they hit the seats.

“I dunno, I think so.”

“What?” He bluntly spoke, turning to face me. I gazed back over to him with a gentle smile. “I probably will, Max.”

“Just wanna go home for a while?”

“Yeah, exactly.” I nodded along as he offered me another smile. A gentle one, understanding. I felt guilty for feeling how I did- I was scared. I knew Max would never hurt me, not when he was this kind and soft spoken- but still. My eyes landed on my glass and I took a couple swigs, finishing the liquid when the doors of the jet shut.

“Are you nervous?” Max then asked just as I was scanning out of the window. The sun was beginning to set, truthfully it looked beautiful- but I was always freaked getting on a flight.

“Can you tell?” I smiled as the woman topped up my glass, telling me to drink it quick before they took off. Max looked at his own, swigging it down before accepting his second refill.

“Well there’s nothing to be scared of… not with this anyway.” He lifted up the glass and I mimicked, swigging the expensive, fizzy drink. I offered him a gentle smile, eyes trailing over him before attempting to ‘relax’ back in my seat.

The whole take off I was gripping at the seat, scrunching my eyes closed. Being on a plane a lot smaller than I was used to, it seemed I could hear everything in the planes engines. It took me a couple moments to actually glance out the window, stunned at how far up we’d travelled so quick.

“You okay?” Max laughed from besides me, entertained by my freak out. He was perched on the edge of his seat, looking up from his phone, half concerned, half amused. “I think I need another drink…” I dramatically spoke, the Dutchman laughed again. “So it’s going to be that type of a flight?”

“It’s always that type of a flight for me.” My eyes squinted slightly as his smile grew. “Mind if I drink with you?”

“No, not at all.” I giggled. “We can celebrate your 17th win!” I shrugged, the bubbled already going to my head. The woman came back around, this time leaving us with the bottle of champagne. It reminded me of that night on the beach that Mad and I first sat and talked properly together. It was the night I allowed my crush to grow out of control. This time we sat together on two seats of his jet, it was the middle of the night and there was no reason to be so excitable. Max and I giggled, the over head light sending an orange glow over us as the two men in front of us attempted to sleep. “Sh.” I nudged him, the liquid had spilt down his top, he’d physically spat it out, choking from laughter when his mouth was too full from the liquid. (I may or may not have squeezed his cheeks together).

Max glanced towards the man who pressed his travelling pillow harder over his ear before spluttering out another laugh in my direction. I went to roll my eyes, before I could Max had thrown his remains of champagne over my chest and vest top. My eyes almost bulged out my head and I had to slap my hand over my mouth to avoid the screech of laughter that was about to leave my mouth.

“Max!” I gasped, attempting to stay quiet. This is when we got silly. I took my fuller glass and went to swill him, he pushed my hand away and instead it fell down the side of the seat, down his bare leg. He ‘pfffted’ out a laugh, pushing the liquid back towards me and causing it to spill again all down my front.

I gasped, glancing down myself before looking up to him again. He was giggling, overwhelmingly amused. At least it was his plane we were semi destroying. “Prick!” I whispered, glancing down myself. Thankfully I had my glass of water sitting on my tray, so I reached out, taking it and swilling him so quickly he could barely react.

“Le-” he went to cry out but gave up. This is when I burst out laughing much to the other two men’s dismay. Max touched my arm, unable to hold back his laughter, falling forwards half onto me in uncontrolled fits of giggles.

“We’re really annoying them now.” I whispered poking my head over the back of the chairs ahead of us. The men were frowning and covering their ears in annoyance. I switched the light off ahead of me and Max held his hand over his mouth. “Sh.” I playfully pushed at his knee, the alcohol giving me the buzz I needed to ignore all my issues.

“My clothes are so sticky.” I cringed, pulling at the wet material away from my boobs, my nipples and piercings were poking through and Max thought it was hilarious to turn the overhead cooler on. “No.” I stated firmly, switching it off and taking another swig of the champagne.

“Take them off.” Max shrugged as I met his gaze. “I’m sure they love it.” I teasingly nodded towards the two men. Max’s eyes glanced up from my boobs before laughing at my comment. “I’m sure you would too.” I perched on the edge of my chair.

“You know I would.” He smirked, fiddling with the bottom of his wet shirt. I gulped, grateful he wasn’t looking at me as I did so and glanced down over his face. Why did he have to be so attractive? It would be easier if he wasn’t.

“Max.” My voice fell to an amused laughter, feeling the sticky spray of champagne down my seat when I shuffled back. “Only telling the truth.” He shrugged as I smiled gently, blinking away from his face. His hand smoothed over the bare of my thigh and my stomach tingled and turned at the softness of his skin on mine.

“It would be comfier with it all off.” I half laughed, Max smiled and I watched the way his eyes fell to my lips. “Maybe I could if we were alone.” I don’t know what prompted me to say it, but Max was reaching out for my face, pulling my cheek in to kiss me with such desperation I could barely comprehend.

He struggled, pushing up the arm rest as he knelt on the plush chair, pushing me down gently against the wall of the plane. He was coming on strong- not forceful or weird, I liked it, the taste of alcohol on his lips was inviting and his tongue was warm across mine, hands smoothing over every inch of my body.

I pulled at his shirt, tugging him closer, he stumbled between my legs pressing himself up on the arm rest behind me as we made out like nobody else was on the plane. I could feel his heavy breath against my face, he’d pant every now and then and I was completely lost in the moment, slipping my hands under his shirt, until he swiped his hand, cupping over my clothed pussy. No, no. This is exactly what I wasn’t going to do. I broke the kiss, panting and meeting his eye in the dark surroundings, recognising properly where we were. “We can’t.” I whispered. Max glanced around sheepishly and pushed himself up. “Fuck. Should I just kick them off?” He joked and my eyes flickered to the bathroom.

No, Leni, no. Absolutely not.

“Wha- Leni.” Max began, turning to look back at the vacant bathroom. “Fuck, I don’t even care.” Max extended his hand and I glanced between it and the bathroom. Would one last time really hurt? Especially if we were wasted and it was in an aeroplane bathroom- surely that couldn’t count.

I took Max’s hand and followed him into the tiny bathroom, the tension hot and heavy between us, sneaking off in a hurried hush…

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Hi hiiii, back again to req some head cannons with the Pretty Setter Squad ™ and their ways of showing affection? I.e. love languages, pet names, etc. 🫶🫶🫶

PLEASE AND THANK YOU POOKIE!!!😻😻😻😻✨✨✨✨

hey pookie wookie dookie kookie bear ofc id make those hc for you

The Pretty Setter Squad includes: Tooru Oikawa (Aoba Johsai) Koushi Sugawara (Karasuno) Kenma Kozume (Nekoma) Tobio Kageyama (Karauno) Keiji Akaashi (Fukurodani)

I know setters like Atsumu and Shirabu are in it as well, but just for time purposes I won’t be including them, sry ^^

┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

BOYFRIEND HEADCANONS (fem!reader)

Oikawa:

He is whipped for you.

Like, whipped whipped. Even more whipped than whipped cream.

He loves getting tiny little gifts for you, as well as cuddling literally everywhere and anywhere. He loves PDA and will not pass up the chance to kiss you.

He loves showing you off, especially to Iwaizumi. “My girlfriend is so much prettier than yours!” “I DON’T EVEN HAVE A GIRLFRIEND TRASHYKAWA!” “Oops, I forgot! Ehe~”

He’s scared that you’ll leave him, just like his ex, so he tries his hardest to make you happy. 

Oh my gawd he loves kissing you

He will kiss you on your lips, on your nose, on your cheeks, even on your fucking eyebrows (unless you don’t have eyebrows but thats a bit weird)

He praises you for the littlest things, and it's all genuine. He may make it seem like a joke, but you can tell that he means everything that he says to you. 

He always texts with emoticons like (ɔ◔‿◔)ɔ ♥ and ≧◉◡◉≦. He texts you very frequently and replies almost immediately. Every morning and night, he texts you “good morning” and “good night”

He gets very jealous. Whenever his teammates come near you, he (very loudly) tells them to back off and hides you from them. He doesn’t reveal to his fangirls that you're his girlfriend, because he knows that they’re probably gonna harass you. 

He’s extremely affectionate and touchy, like I said before. He showers you with love and loves giving you piggy back rides. 

If you were fine with it, he would probably make out with you in the middle of the street without shame

He’s gotten hit in the face with a volleyball before because he was too busy admiring your face.

Pet names: baby, babe, [nickname], and he’s probably called you sexy mama before

Your guys’ first kiss was during New Years. You guys were way too tired to go to the festival, so you guys crashed at his place and watched alien/action movies all night. At one point in the movie, a kissing scene came on and Oikawa was like “Hey wanna try that” and a second later, yall were making out. ┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

Sugawara:

He’s very protective and caring towards you! His mama instincts kick in and he always makes sure you’ve eaten and slept a proper amount.

He loves you to the ends of the earth. He’s aware of all your boundaries and respects you, but he also teases you a lot.

Head pats

He gives you a lot of head pats

He likes holding hands and giving tiny little pecks on the lips in public, but he won’t do anything outlandish like making out (unlike Oikawa). It's all up to you whether you want to be publicly affectionate or not. 

He listens to all your problems and gives you the best advice.

He’s pretty affectionate. He always smiles at you whenever you’re doing something, because you're just so pretty. He can never stop himself from blushing whenever you guys make eye contact.

His first priority is your happiness and comfort. He’s willing to sit with you in silence or have deep conversations about relationships.

He’s so insanely cliche, but you love that about him. He’s always finding new pickup lines and actions that make you cringe but laugh.

He texts long messages like “hi baby! Hope your having a good day <3 remember to eat your lunch and get your full eight hours of sleep! I’ll call you later so just text me if you need anything! Love you <3 - your hubby” and then you’ll probably reply with “ok”

He gets jealous really fast, but he doesn’t show it or do anything until you get uncomfortable in the situation. At that point, he would glare at whoever made you uncomfortable and drag you away. He is very scary when he’s mad, so that person would probably never come near you guys again. If you’re simply just talking to another guy, Suga snaps whatever he’s holding in his hand and he starts mumbling to himself angrily. Daichi and Asahi tease him a lot about his jealousy issue. 

Pet names: honey, baby, angel, sugarplum, sweetheart, [nickname]. 

Your guys’ first kiss was after Karasuno won against Shiratorizawa. You had specifically told him you would kiss him if he won, so right after the game ended, you ran up to him and slammed your lips onto his. All his teammates whistled and clapped (Noya and Tanaka cried tears of envy) ┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

Kenma:

“She’s just my girlfriend, you guys are being overdramatic” *has an entire album with pictures of you*

He’s not a big fan of PDA, nor is he physically affectionate. He shows his love through gifts and small, short texts like “eat” or “sleep” that may not seem meaningful, but you know that it’s just his way of saying “i fucking love you and you better take care of yourself”

He’s fucking rich so he gets you whatever you want

(sugar daddy?)

He’s usually quiet, but becomes a big chatterbox once you guys start talking about games. He talks the most when he’s with you, and he loves spending time with you.

He likes it when you put your head on his lap while he’s playing games, but he gets distracted by your gorgeousness and loses his game

Like I said before, he’s not into PDA but if there’s not that many people around/there’s too many people around, he’ll hold your hand. He’s much more intimate in private and loves cuddling with you.

His kisses are very soft and short, but they make you feel warm and fuzzy inside. He pecks your lips or kisses your forehead when you're sleeping.

He’s a little awkward when it comes to deep conversations, but he always manages to say what you want to hear.

Bro could not care less if another guy started talking to you. He doesn’t get jealous easily, but he’s willing to do anything to get you out of an uncomfortable situation. ‘Anything’ ranges from “c’mon, we’re gonna be late for dinner” and dragging you away to tripping the guy and making him fall flat on his face, then running away together.

Pet names: [nickname], baby (if he’s feeling particularly perky that day)

Your guys’ first kiss was sort of forced upon by Kuroo. The stupid rooster boy was like “lol you guys should kiss if you're really dating” and you and Kenma stared at him and then at each other. There was a moment of silence, and Kenma just kinda kissed you on the cheek, and that was that. (“ON THE LIPS!” Kuroo had yelled “I MEANT ON THE LIPS!”) ┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

Kageyama:

Pretty shy when you guys started dating, but he’s warmed up to you now and he loves spending time with you

He knows everything about you, from your favourite colour to your favourite type of turtles. He always buys you your favourite drink at school, and makes mental notes whenever you say that you like/dislike something.

Like Kenma, he’s not a big fan of PDA and he’s not very physically affectionate either. He’s bad with his words as well, so his love language is mostly quality time and gift giving. 

He’s rough (interpret that however you want)

He’s a pretty slow texter and he never checks his phone

At home, he’s fine with cuddles but he gets restless and wants to move after five minutes.

He doesn’t even hold your hand in public, unless there’s a lot of people around and he doesn’t want you to get lost

He’s the small spoon most of the time. I don’t know why, he just is.

You tutor him! He’s pretty stupid so you help him with his tests and stuff (unless you're stupid too.)

He’s pretty oblivious and doesn’t notice if a guy is flirting with you unless it's his teammates. When it comes to the other first years and second years, Kageyama blows a fuse when you’re hanging out with them and not him. He glares at everyone from behind you, making them all skedaddle. 

Please be understanding of his volleyball obsession, if not he might break up with you

Pet names: [nickname] (that's it. he gets embarrassed when you use pet names on him, and he never really uses pet names on you)

Your guys’ first kiss was after his game against Bluecastle (the one that Karauno won). When the game ended, you screamed so loud that everyone stared at you, and you probably lept off the stands to go give Kageyama a kiss. Hinata, Noya, and Tanaka watched with envying eyes while Yachi squealed loudly. ┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

Akaashi:

This just in but this man would look so hot in a turtleneck–

Moving on

Akaashi is very sweet and very attentive. He’s literally the definition of perfection. He redefines perfection. PERFECTION WANTS TO BE HIM

He listens to all your problems and offers you very constructive feedback, not holding back to expose you if you happen to be in the wrong. But he does it in a very polite and “i’m not trying to be mean, i’m just being honest” way so you never get mad at him

He makes all the meals, cleans the house, gives you a ride wherever you want, makes the bed, and does the laundry. He is literal husband material.

He doesn’t hate or love PDA. He’s fine with little kisses, holding hands, and back hugs, but he’d rather not do anything too intimate when there’s people around. That being said, once you guys are alone, he’s willing to go all out.

CUDDLES

C U D D L E S

Please cuddle with him

His kisses can be soft and be rough. Just tell him what you want and he’ll oblige because he’s amazing like that

He doesn’t get jealous a lot. He just doesn’t feel the need to be jealous, because he has faith and trust in you. If you're uncomfortable, he’ll step in right away and tell whoever’s making you uncomfortable to back off.  

He tutors you. He also tutors Bokuto, but sometimes the latter gets too annoying, so Akaashi kicks him out and only tutors you instead.

Pet names: baby, honey, [nickname], and he’s probably called you little gremlin or something like that just to tease you

Your guys’ first kiss was on your fourth or fifth date. He asked for permission first, since he’s a gentleman like that, and he gave you the sweetest little kiss on the lips, making you practically melt into the floor. You guys happened to be at a cafe, so everybody that saw clapped and ‘awed’. ┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ 　　°

as you can tell i love akaashi

thank u for reading!

[powderblueblood]

YES! NO! OKAY! I DUNNO!

ronnie and eddie volunteer at the hawkins high carnival to start their senior year off wrong right. wc: 2.4k warnings: eh, none. swearing. era-typical misogyny and shit. ronnie ecker gay as hell. was this inspired by the opening scene of bottoms (2023)? maybe! mind your business! requested by the lovely @joejoequinnquinn

“The thing is, man, when Ms. Kelley calls, you answer.” Ronnie shrugs through a mouthful of kettle corn and Eddie can almost hear the like Ghostbusters! She doesn’t even need to say it. 

“Kelley did not call you, first of all–”

“--well, no, we met at the market. Which is way more intimate, if you think about it. Romantic.”

“Second of all, this is a total fucking betrayal of your anti-school spirit ethos.” Eddie, with his wound cloud of cotton candy stuck in a cone, gesticulates wildly. Dude’s even scaring away the flies that might dare land on it. "What, you’re all pep squad now because you gotta nosebone some teachers into giving you scholarship recommendation letters? Volunteering for the fucking carnival?” His hands go up, a makeshift bandleader for the jaunty circus soundtrack that twinkles through the humid September air. “What’s next, the Young Republicans?” 

Ronnie’s whole face crushes in disgust. As per usual, she’s overestimated his perception in these matters. Dumbdumb is totally missing the point. 

“Edweiner,” she says, adjusting the strap of her overalls, “What I think you’re failing to essentially recognize here is the fact that–look around!--there are girls here.”

Damn fuckin’ skippy. Cheerleaders, nerd girls, regular girls, artsy girls, band girls, chess club girls, girls all wearing marginally hipper clothing than they usually would. Because the Hawkins High school carnival is prime hunting ground for hookups. 

Not that Ronnie's looking for any such thing, but it doesn't hurt to see how the other half live.

“Yyyyeah, girls that have spent the last four years ignoring u–” 

Okay, ixnay. Ronnie cuts Eddie off right at the knees, shoving a full palm into his face.

“Mmmm, glass half full me for a hot sec,” y’know, god knows what brought this optimism on for Ronnie. Maybe her job directing lowly freshmen toward the gaming booths, maybe it’s the kettle corn that kind of tastes like carpet, but she’s rolling with it, “These are girls that are still in fuck-it-it’s-summer mode. Girls that are entering their senior year of high school. Girls, okay, girls who may have finally realized that the social hierarchies of Hawkins are total bullshit and want to start off their year with a bang.”

She and Eddie stop in their tracks, identical brown eyes staring each other down. 

“A finger bang,” Ronnie encourages.

Eddie blinks, slow and spacey, like a cow.

“Fruuuhm you.”

Again, with Eddie’s shaking of the fucking cotton candy. There’s a wasp trapped in there right now. “Are you fucking high right now? Are you insane?”

“Technically, yes!” Ronnie can smoke and bike, it’s fine. “Hereditarily, jury’s still out!” Eddie sorta cringes at that one, and she smirks. “See, I can make those jokes, because of the loopy mom of it all. You can’t make those jokes.”

“Sorry.”

“It’s fine.” Cue disheartened shrug. ”But. Y’know. We can leave.” 

Her metalhead comrade grimaces, Reeboks kicking through the grass as a bunch of freshmen scatter in his path. 

Ronnie sighs real big. “We can leave… if you’re too chicken to stay.”

Pump the fuckin’ breaks. Ronnie keeps walking a few paces, intentionally leaving Eddie in her dust.

“Ronald James.”

And then she pivots. All that’s missing is Ennio Morricone playing from the heavens. Or the PA, whatever.

“Edward… ward.”

Eddie squints, his heavy brown knitting furiously. “You just call me a chicken?”

And Ronnie shrugs, cool as crushed ice. “If it walks and it buh-kawks.”

Scoff. Scoff. Scoff. Eddie’s whole torso is wracking with scoffs, he’s like a courtesan dying of consumption with scoffs, he’s about to keel over with scoffs, he quite simply can’t believe–

“Quit hawkin’ up hairballs and square up, pardner!” Ronnie yells. 

Enough with the theatrics! It’s like clicking in a seatbelt, the way their competitive nature with each other activates. Just add chicken and they are off, Eddie flinging his cotton candy to the wayside, the sticky mess hitting a nearby kid. The two of them jostle through the carnival, tracking on up to the sad-looking shooting gallery that’s being manned by one of their greasier classmates that neither of them recognise. Eddie, that big-handed buffoon, beats Ronnie to the punch of slamming down his fluorescent green tickets. 

“Hi! I’d like to shoot to kill, please,” he booms. 

The kid just stares at him, shifting to the left. “‘kay. Whatever. It’s three turns.”

Ronnie rolls her eyes as Eddie slams the pellet rifle into his shoulder– she’s seen his hand-eye coordination, alright? It sucks dick, the dude can barely walk in a straight line. It’s a miracle he can play guitar at all! 

Ptew! The first of the little tin duckies barely makes it away with its life, narrowly avoiding a blow to the head from Munson. Ptew! Second one, not so lucky. 

Eddie, roving around with the rifle for his final victim, yells to Ronnie. “Looks like havin’ a dad with a rap sheet pays off, Ron!”

Ptew! Third and final. Eddie’s face peels back into that terrifier of a grin that’s like, okay, calm down, Bozo the Clown.

“Pfff… beginner’s luck,” Ronnie tuts.  

“Like you’ve ever even held a gun before,” Eddie says and pivots back to the kid manning the booth, who’s passing him his prize. “Hold on, nonono, gimme that bear. The like, the zebra print one. With the fuck me eyes.”

The volunteer carnie doesn’t budge. “You only hit two. The bears are if you hit three. You win green Papa Smurf if you get two.” 

And gingerly, Eddie accepts the little off-brand Smurf. Where do they get this shit? Does it fall off the back of the same truck that carries Bev’s off-brand liquor at The Hideout or what?

Whatever, Ronnie grabs the rifle from him and settles it against her shoulder. She can already hear Eddie tutting like, there’s no way and don’t embarrass yourself, Ron, but the thing is–ptew!--you don’t get to be as good of a drummer as Ronnie Ecker–ptew!--without learning a little precision. 

Ptew!

“What?” she shrugs to an open-mouthed Munson as the pimply kid passes her a big ol’ overstuffed bear, with the fuck me eyes painted on and all (weird feature. Ronnie might regret having this in her bedroom later on), “Like it’s hard?”

Eddie huffs, because that’s a boy that hates to be shown up even if he spends so much of his loser ass time being shown up. But, it’s usually not by Ronnie, so! 

They keep movin’ through the fair, like that old folk song goes, two heat seeking missiles looking to outdo each other. Ring toss? Piss. Cornhole? Are you fucking kidding me? Balloon darts– okay, so they maybe blew their wad a little early by going straight to the gun range but there’s gotta be something… 

Then, Ronnie spots it, because it’s all flailing and water and choking and drama and shit. 

Dunk tank.

She yanks Eddie over by the collar. 

Whoever the poor sucker was that they’d been dunking made an extremely dramatic exit. Ronnie overhears something about, ‘What do you mean, you never asked him if he could swim!’ squawked from the irate mouth of one Nancy Wheeler. Because of course she’s involved in cruise directing this, somehow. Like, where does she get the time? How does she have even a minute gap in her schedule for this? How can someone look so pretty when she’s stressed? 

Then, next thing Ronnie knows, ol’ Blue Eyes Wheeler is walking towards them. Orbs of azure all ringed apologetic and Ronnie’s rooted to the ground, she can’t move, she can’t think– 

–and naturally, Nancy’s looking at Eddie.

“I would usually never, never ask this…”

“He’ll do it.” She says it without hesitation, without thinking, without considering Eddie, like, at all. 

Which naturally makes him bark, “I’ll do what?!”

“Be the dunkee. Be the dunked man,” Ronnie hisses, eyes flicking from a confused Nancy to an enraged Eddie. 

“Oh god, would you? Please?” Nancy asks, almost begging– and look, the girl knows how to turn on the charm. She might not be Eddie’s type, not in eight million bajillion lightyears, but it’s near impossible to say no to her. “You can swim, right?”

“And it’s just about time for his yearly bath! So! Heh!” Ronnie gasps a little too loud for her own good, earning a gravitational pull back from Nancy and Eddie. No? No giggles for that one? Fine.

Eddie just shakes his head, sour expression immovable because he knows there’s no saying no to this– it’s for charity. A dumb charity he doesn’t care about, sure, but it’s for charity and also a girl is asking him and also he is determined to not look chicken. Ronnie knows this. It’s why she keeps winning.

“Yeah, Wheeler, I’ve been known to doggy– hold this,” and Eddie pushes green Papa Smurf into Ronnie’s chest, peeling off his jacket on the ascent to the dunk tank. 

Nancy lingers by Ronnie a second, resting her forehead against her clipboard. 

“Oh, thank god. We might actually make our donation target–like, everybody’s gonna want to drown him.”

A beat. Nancy raises her permed head, glances toward Ronnie.

“Did I say that out loud?”

“You did.”

“Sorry.”

“Eh, I get it.”

Nancy flutters on by, muttering something like a thanks and a good luck and an I really hope he can swim. 

Now, to his credit, Eddie makes for a pretty great picture of defiance as he straddles the plank, still fully dressed in his Hellfire shirt (Ronnie’d call nerd, if she wasn’t also wearing hers) and his shredded up jeans. Then it occurs to her that he may not have completely disrobed because he’s not wearing underwear. And that’s disgusting. Moving on.

Ronnie lets him have it, for a while anyway. Nancy was onto something– an alarmingly hefty line of would-be dunkers start to gather, everyone from cheerleaders to underclassmen trying to prove something. Not to side with the idea of gender conformity or whatever, but the couple of cheerleaders that step up to the mark don’t quite throw hard enough to hit. The sophomore that follows them is thrown off his game immediately when Eddie pretend-lunges at him, devil horns at the ready. 

Gareth, their newest freshman recruit and Ronnie’s personal drum mentee, sidles up beside the tank to hype up his fearless (pffft) leader. 

“Doin’ pretty good up there, Eddie!”

Loud enough for Ronnie to hear, Eddie hollers, “Piece of fuckin’ cake, freshman…” 

“Gareth…” he mumbles.

“...I’m gonna be bone dry ‘til the end of this shift.”

Well, y’know, so like, he asked for it. 

Ronnie tosses their hard won stuffies to the side and elbows a couple of basketball players out of the way. Cue watch it, freak!, yadda yadda, who cares, give her the ball!

“That’s what the last girl who hooked up with you said, right?” Ronnie bats to Eddie, stretching her arms above her head like a pitcher. 

If she’s not mistaken, he’s relieved to see that she’s cut the basketball boys (who’ve got much more experience tossing balls than she does) out of the way. 

“Ecker, I’ve seen you in gym class! You throw like an amputee! Bring it!”

Again, he asked. So Ronnie goes ahead and winds up. 

Eddie, in all of his your ass should have learned by now have you not been watching do you not see the signs ego, turns to Gareth. 

“See, Ronnie doesn’t seem like much of a girl but she does throw like o–”

Boom! And the metalheads goes down into the murky depths, not unlike Gareth’s DnD character that Eddie so mercilessly merked at the last Hellfire session. Ronnie doesn’t hold back a cackle, seeing Eddie resurfacing like a drowned river rat and spluttering. 

“Ffflfpfpfl! Fluke! That was a flu–” he jabs a finger through the mesh to something behind Ronnie’s head, “Wheeler, that was a fluke throw!” 

“Is he floating? Oh, good.” Oh. Nancy’s back. Nancy’s back and she’s watching Ronnie. Oh. Oh that’s… Ronnie makes the grave error of glancing over her shoulder to see Nancy grinning, clipboard bound to her chest. “She’s got two more to prove it, Eddie.” 

“Just take the–” Eddie struggles to make it back to the plank, sodden clothes and all that shit, “Just take the ball because she’s not gonna get–”

Bullseye! See, that’s how you don’t choke in front of a pretty girl and all the rest of your classmates, dude, you just wind it up and get it done! Ronnie’s buzzing with a touch more adrenaline now, and it’s going straight to her mouth. 

“Come again, water boy?!”

“Water boy?” Eddie babbles once he floats upward again, struggling under the weight of, I don’t know, his waterlogged hair to straddle first position.

“‘Cuz you’re wet.”

“Not your best. Not your b–”

Not even a full sentence out and Ronnie’s put him back under again. Hello. Why has she never tried out for softball. Would that be too obvious. This is kind of making her wacky, a little.

“What was that, Munson? Whawassat?” Ronnie stomps as the poor bastard tending to this wretched machine helps a soggy Eddie back onto dry land. “Couldn’t hear you over the sound of women’s rights! Can I hear it for women’s rights?! … Ladies?” 

Zero response. Crickets. Nancy Wheeler’s even disappeared. 

Scooping up their stuffed creatures, Ronnie’s shoulders sag– and she narrowly gets out of the way of Eddie, who’s racing towards her, helicoptering his soaked hair. 

“Don’t be– don’t be shaking your Lassie locks at me like some damn dog! Jesus Christ… my sweater.”

“My apologies to the Gap by way of the Salvation Army,” Eddie sneers, draping a towel over his head as he struggles to put his shoes on. 

“One more?” Because Ronnie’s nothing if not sympathetic, alright? Dude’s drenched. She'll let him win this one.

Squelching, Eddie nods. And just like that, to their left, shining like a beacon with a trail of suckers lined up outside…

“One more… to prove we’re not…” …staffed by a multitude of cute-as-a-button beauties…

“We’re not chicken…” …glowing with the radiant halos of fuck it, it’s summer, fuck it, it’s my senior year…

The Kissing Booth. 

Ronnie and Eddie each wear a thousand yard stare. 

Eddie, for reasons pertaining to freakdom and Ronnie, also that, but jacked up to a degree of potential social pariah. God, could you imagine? Could you imagine if she had the nerve to go completely fuck it, completely hetero-nuclear and march on up there with her dollars in quarters dug out of the couch and be like, Yeah, Tina Burton. Lay one on me. Oh, you’re switching shifts? Oh, that’s okay, I can wait… And who is that? Nancy Wheeler? Well, hell! Isn’t it just my gay lucky day!

Because Ronnie can imagine. Is imagining. 

“But I'm… I’m kinda cold.” In truth, Eddie’s kinda turning blue. That September chill is starting to set in, finally… so it’s back to the parking lot they go. 

“And I’m kinda hungry. You shouldn’t kiss people when you’re hungry, right?”

“No, that’s how they discovered cannibalism.”

“Right. So let’s–”

“--Big Boy Burger?”

“For the big boys, yep.”

[haruchi-slit]

A movie night with your boyfriend, Suguru

Synopsis (⁠☞ﾟ⁠∀ﾟ⁠)⁠☞ A movie night with your boyfriend Suguru turned into a unexpected heated session.

Warnings: I don't know,this is just the most outta pocket thing I imagined, a bit cringe if you ask me. Grammatical error and typographical errors ahead (🚫MNDI🚫)

Every weekend you and your boyfriend usually spend time together watching movies, series etc. Saturday night, the two of you just finished eating supper as usual Suguru always prepares the snack while you prepare the tv and a comfy couch you turned the tv on and put it on Netflix

"lights off?" He asked,you let out a faint chuckled

"yes,as usually honey"

He hummed in response and turned the lights off, you sat on the comfy couch followed by your lovely boyfriend, as he sat down he put the snacks on your lap, he chuckled and leaned closer to your face and kissed the tip of your nose, you leaned your back on the couch and reached the remote from the edge of the couch

"Same series, or nah?" You asked

"Nah, we should watch the movie you we're recommending last night" he uttered.

You switched the tv on the movie you we're dying to see for almost a week.

"pass me the snack pleasee" Suguru plead

"the movie haven't started yet" you said

"but fine here" you chuckled

The movie started.

30 minutes in, the movie is good but not until a sex scene popped out in the movie, you we're not expecting that the movie contains a sex scene "shit, shit, shit" you chanted under your breath you we're so nervous you grabbed for the snack Suguru made for the two of you (and that wasn't a goddamn snack) you awkwardly turned your head to face "honey I believe that isn't a bowl of snack.." he panted, the movie still continuing the explicit scene he held your hand and pressed it on his shaft..it's rock hard. You knew you we're fucked up..

"I'm so sorry I was supposed to grab the snack bu-" he kissed you to shut your mouth up it was deep and passionate he slowly pinned you down on the couch he panted,

"shut it honey,but not in a rude or bad way... please may I?" He pressed his throbbing member. How can you refuse this lovely gentleman, asking for your consent to fuck you? He patiently waited for your answer, Your cheeks flushed into a bright shade of pink, you gulped and let out a sigh, you can't refuse your man, you nod in response avoiding eye contact,he chuckled

"honey,honey look at me and use your words.." he said. You looked at him flushed and all weak

"please,I give you my consent,don't tease me any longer.."

"yes ma'am" he obediently said and followed your plea. He caressed your face before kissing you,he's such a good kisser that you almost melted he roamed his hands to your body complimenting each curves and your weak spots he kissed you down from your lips to your neck, giving you his personal signature, your eyes almost rolled back, you can tell your panties are already soaking wet,

"Soo~ good ngh-!" You whimper, your breath starting to get heavy and heavier each second Geto sucks on your skin.

"Fuck..thank you for the meal honey" he groaned in a very seductive voice, he tossed your sweat shirt aside and began kissing your belly up to your chest, he took the borders of your bra and unhooked it,he did ALL that without breaking the eye contact he kissed you again and started squishing your left tit gently, gently pinching your nipple it felt sooo good,changing positions he sat you down on his lap facing the same direction he's facing he continued to squish, suck and play with your beautiful tits. Your stomach feeling the familiar knot, you knew you we're close, but before you even climax Suguru removed his hands from your tits which caused you to whine,

"Suguru..~" he lifted you up from his lap and sat you down on the couch as he kneeled in front of you, he reached the hem of your panties and tossed it beside you.

"Soo wet for me eh?" He chuckled as he gave your pussy a sweet light spank causing you to squirm "ngh-!", You whimpered..he leaned you back on the couch slowly as he dug his slender fingers on your inner thigh, he spat on it to make it more,more wetter you jolted in response- seeing you all flushed and weak turned him on so much..he then teased you by moving his fingers up and down repeatedly then giving your clit a nice circular rub and fuck that felt heaven but your becoming needy and it's driving you insane. You reached out for your clit to massage it.

"Suguru..fuck, fuck you just put it in-"You we're cutted off because he GENTLY slapped your hand away.

"Nuh uh fuck you, girl stop touching my snack" he chuckled as he rubbed your clit he leaned to your ear "getting too needy now are we honey? Be patient don't worry I'll fuck you good." He inserted his two fingers into your pussy and looked for your sweet spot.

"There you are." He said as he trusted his fingers into your g-spot "Ahh~" you moaned in relief. Your pussy was quick to suck on to Suguru's fingers "honey look on how your pussy sucks my fingers," he gave your pussy a suck and kissed it, "good girl." he then curled his fingers to your g-spot and that made your sanity over

"fuck,fuck, Suguru..~~" you moaned "shh,shh honey keep it down," he grabbed your thong to cover your mouth "we don't want our neighbors to hear it right?" You nodded "mhm..Atta girl" he growled with his slightly rasp voice. He removed his hands from you pussy and tucked his hair behind his ear,

"spread you legs for me honey yeah?" you we're quick to obey him,fearing that he might stop on what he's doing.He opened your folds and again he spat on it, he lowered his mouth to your pussy and stuck his tongue on to your clitoris, you arched your back in pleasure, you grabbed a fistful of his hair and grinded on to his mouth,he moved his tongue in a quick speed you let out a muffled moan in response, you began to wrap your legs on to Suguru's head, he sucked your sweet juices dry wasting none of it, he pulled away from your cunt, you saw a bit of your juices dripping out of his chin he wiped it off using his fingers and sucked on it while looking deep into your eyes.

(GODDAMN That's so hot)

"I think you're more than ready to take this dick" he smirked

and pulled his pj's off along with his boxer his member was hard..hard as a rock. "suck it clean will ya' honey?", he said.. you gulped in response.

"c'mon honey its not your first time" he teased, you spat the thong out off your mouth, and..you approached his throbbing member and held it's base and slowly wrapped your tongue and mouth around it you swirled your tongue around his tip before you fully inserted his dick in your mouth, you bobbed your head in a pace he likes, dang he tastes like candy..after a few minutes later you felt his dick twitching inside your mouth so you quickened the pace which made him sofly grab on to your hair and let out a whimper, you pulled his dick out off your mouth and spat on it before you lowered your tits on to his dick, you squished his dick in your cleavage while pressing both ends of your tits, moving it up and down.

"Mhmm..yea like that honey~ im c-close.." he stuttered

and again you quickened the pace, he whimpered and threw his head back on the head board of the couch..he finally came..on top of your bobbies, he stood you up and carried you in the bed room he flopped you in and crawled between your legs "I'mma put it in now.." he said as a warning "mhm" you hummed in response, you thought he was going to put it in your core but you we're god damn wrong, you flinched when you felt his member poke your anus hole, you tried to squirm away but he held your hips to make you stay..

"stay still honey..." he nuzzled in to your neck as he fully inserted it in..

"mhgmm.." you moaned, he gave you a second to adjust before slowly moving back and forth "Hahh..~" he let out a satisfied sigh...He then remove his head off of your neck and looked deeply into to your eyes while moving his hips back and forth "you're so gorgeous..so ethereal..so perfect" he complimented, you melted in his words, bit couldn't form a word to compliment him back, he then placed his thumb onto your clit and massaged it in a fast motion making your mind blank, just him and the pleasure, you bucked your hips and grinded onto his dick, you we're a moaning mess

"Sugu,sugu,Sugru honey im so mgmmhh~ close!" you gave first your warning,

"Fuck~cum a-anytime you want honey" he barely formed a sentence, "oh,~mhmmgh, you're taking me so Fuckingg~ good honey.." he moaned, you spread your legs wide open and used your elbows to push your self deeper onto him

as he fastened rubbing your sweet bud,"Fuck, S-suguru!~" you gave your last warning, you squirted..high enough to reach his handsome face, but he didn't stopped there, he chased his own high making you lose your sanity in cause of overstimulation as he was about to cum he pulled out his dick and inserted it in you pussy and thrusted a few times before shooting his thick threads in you, he then backed up and pushed his cum deeper in you, you bit your fore arm in satisfaction and arched your back he pulled his dick out and your pussy was oozing of with his cum

"so hot, i wish i had my phone right now~"

[xiakato]

Need To Know (M) - Handong

What is one thing that you’ve always wanted? Money? Love? A sense of belonging? Happiness? You’ve always thought about it, what can truly get you to the point of honest to god happiness? You once feared that you may never find it, even if heaven fell to Earth. The endless cycle of earning money to merely remedy the loneliness that clutches your heart. The whores that you paid for that false sense of intimacy. The exact ones that you kicked out the morning after. You tried and tried yet nothing, no one that can make you want them longer than a terrible night.  Many around you find it funny, one day you bed a woman, the next you don’t know her name and couldn’t care less to remember it. 

“Hey Y/n,” Your friend from college gets your attention drawing your eyes away from the paperwork littering the desk. 

“What Sungwoo?” You look back down once you realize it’s him, getting back to work. 

“We got a new hire here,” He smiles as you look back up, turning he gestures for the new hire to come, “Greet the CEO.” 

“Hello, nice to meet you CEO, I’m the new hire on the marketing team. My name is Handong,” She bows 90 degrees, you can’t help but stare at her. Truly a beautiful woman, possibly the most beautiful woman you ever laid those filthy eyes on. 

“I expect great things from you Handong,” You smile at her, a blush lightly dusts her cheeks. From the corner of your eye, you see Sungwoo cringing.You send Handong to start her work, she bows and quickly leaves your office. 

“Cringe,” Sungwoo wiggles into the chair in front of your desk.

“Fuck off,” You shake your head moving the signed papers back to their folders.

“Hey now, the last time you smiled like that was when you were with Jini.” 

“Don’t you fucking say her name again do you understand me?” 

Sungwoo waves you off, standing up, “Handong has a boyfriend, so don’t go for it.”

You shake your head as he leaves, letting a heavy sigh. You turn to look out of the window. The brightness of the rising sun blinds you. The unfaltering light, only getting knocked out of your thoughts by another knock on your door. 

“Come in,” You say and Handong’s head peeks in with a shy smile on her face, “Oh you’re already back, is something wrong?” 

“Oh no, nothing is wrong. It’s just the team leader wanted me to get you to sign a few things. Saying something that you would sign easily if I was the one to bring them to you,” She giggles softly, handing the documents to you as you rest your face in your hands. You look over the papers, only signing one, throwing the other away.  She looks at you confused,”Why did you throw away that one?”

“That team leader of yours is up to no good,” You shake your head, Her smile isn’t good for you, “Here is the other one,” you hand it back to her which she bows and leaves. You smile to yourself but wiping it off your face and getting back to work. The day went by quickly, you are usually always the last to leave, as you make the walk to the elevator, the light from a lamp catches your attention. You walk over seeing Handong, typing away at a word doc. You stand there reading the contents just slightly. You watch as she fails to notice your presence, “Interesting.”

She jumps, quickly closing the word doc, “Hello there CEO,” She stands out of her chair, bowing to you. 

“First day, and already staying late Handong?” You chuckle at her, thinking about what she was writing. The classic office worker and CEO steamy romance. 

“I was just finishing up something for tomorrow,” She looks away, her hand gripping the hem of her skirt. 

“Come on, I’ll give you a ride home. It’s already past the time for the last train,” You turn around and gesture for her to follow. 

“Thank you,” She quickly turns off her pc and follows you onto the awkwardly quiet elevator. 

Wanting to break the silence, “So employee and CEO romance eh?” You ask her, chuckling as you watch her face turn red. 

“J-j-just a childhood fantasy that I turned into a story,” She stammers out, wiping her hands on her skirt. 

“Do you want to make that dream a reality?” You look at her, the sultry look filling your eyes, you can’t help yourself. Her sweet scent filling the elevator is getting to you, her blush flushing her cheeks. 

“W-what?” She stares in shock, you couldn’t help but to laugh at her face. Your smile seared into her mind, “Is that an offer?” 

“It would be, if you didn’t have a boyfriend,” You look away, you could see her stare lingers on you. You look back at her, “Is there something you need to say?”

“I don’t have a boyfriend, haven’t had one for awhile.”

“I find that hard to believe for someone as beautiful as yourself,” You smile at her, “Sungwoo said that you had a boyfriend.” 

“He’s been hitting on me since I got here,” She chuckles, “Perhaps that’s why he said that.” 

You laugh, as the elevator stops. Stepping out, you turn around handing your hand out to her, “Need to know if you’re going to take my offer.” 

She shyly smiles, taking your hand. Quickly getting to the car, you make a b-line to your penthouse. Her hands rubbing your crotch the entire drive, you resist long enough to get to your destination. Pulling her up to your place, quickly getting the door open. She pushed against your wall, your lips attacking her porcelain neck. Her breath hitching as your hands study her body, learning everything there is to this woman. Her body is divine to say the least, you are glad to have the opportunity to thoroughly explore her. But you’re not the only one, her hands strip you out of her suit jacket and your button up. She feels your every muscle tense under her touch, she can’t help but bite, trying every little bit to get a taste. 

“I need you,” She whimpers under her breath, you lift her up, hands tightly on her thighs. She can feel her heartbeat in excitement of what’s to come, the feeling of you, in every aspect. The weight of your body on hers, as you take her in anyway you want. You stop short of the bed, sliding her down to her feet. She quickly strips but you stop her at the skirt. 

“Keep it on,” You tell her, only adding to her fire as she slips out of the panties. You take mental snapshots of her hips, her midriff, everything. She gets to work on her belt, tumbling over her hands because of her eagerness. You help, only a little, unbuckling your belt. She quickly undoes your trousers, pulling them down with your boxers. Her hand, like a magnet, immediately strokes your shaft. As if she’s mesmerized, she spreads your pre cum all over your cock, watching intently as your cock starts to glisten. 

“Perfect,” She smiles as she falls onto her back, spreading her legs. Her pussy is dripping, waiting for you, “Hurry, I’m waiting for you Sir.” 

You’re not one to make a woman wait for you, gripping onto her legs, spreading them wider. She guides you in, her velvet walls tightening around you as you get deeper and deeper. Her eyes flutter, supporting her weight on her elbows only trying to keep herself closer to you. Slowly starting to thrust, her whimpers fill the room. 

“S-slowly sir, I never had someone as big as you,” She tells you adding to your ego, your hips roll slowly yet ensuring she can feel most of you. Her eyes keep fluttering as you reach unexplored depths. Her arms give out, making her lay fully down on the soft bed, her hands grip onto your forearms, “Faster,” She whimpers out, you go faster and faster, pushing yourself deeper. 

“So good,” You mutter as you push her legs further back, getting into the mating press. Her eyes widen as you get deeper than you could before. 

“O-oh FUCK!” She couldn’t help but scream out, you silence her by attacking her lips. You want to make her mind blank, you feel like you already accomplished that but couldn’t hurt to ensure it. You piston hard into her as she starts to squirt, her eyes rolled back into her head. You need to go faster and faster, her moans are silent. She’s tighter than before not wanting to let your cock go. Your climax is coming yet you don’t want to pull out, and you’re guessing she doesn’t want you to either. Her eyes hazy, yet slightly there, “You better cum in me, fill me sir, please,” You smile, your favorite thing to hear. You continue to piston as you shoot rope after rope into her. Once satisfied, you pull out and your cum oozes out of her, her body shaking in your arms, “I think I’m in love.” 

[greenerteacups]

ravenclaw harry is probably the house I find hardest to reconcile with the rest of the canon story. would love to hear your thoughts bc I totally agree that he would have made himself fit into any house as a first year. slytherin harry has a lot of fanon exploration which has had interesting results for sure! hufflepuff harry resonates with the sense of belonging and warmth he was likely yearning for….same actions seem likely to me still. but ravenclaw harry and the friends he’d make (or not make! outcast ish harry being friends with luna and the other alternative-esque ravenclaws?) not sure how that would go! intriguing for sure

housing 11 year olds based on personality is strange business (and all the main characters being in one house is just eh) which is why I love works like lionheart switching that up!

First and foremost, if you want an excellent Ravenclaw!Harry, may I recommend this fic by one of my favorite HPfic authors of all time? It's not quite a Sorting AU, but it's still immaculate, and it's my favorite R!Harry of all time.

I think Houses are first and foremost tools of community and socialization — they're a way to get a bunch of terrified eleven year-olds to make friends, and to break down the immense project of getting to know [INSERT MYTHICAL HOGWARTS DEMOGRAPHIC STATISTIC] people in your cohort at once. The point of doing a Sorting on the basis of personality is to find the place that's going to suit you best; for Slytherins, that's the place that represents their community, their heritage, and their own (fucked up) social set. For Hufflepuffs, that's a really friendly place that focuses on personal development. Gryffindors are adventurers, trailblazers, and explorers; Ravenclaws are inquisitive and interested in deep thinking. To that extent, I can understand why you'd set all of your characters in one house early on, but as the story goes on, it becomes apparent how much the failure to socialize between Houses hurts inter-House relations. It creates much stronger "types" than you might if you just let everyone socialize together.

When Harry is Sorted, we don't know a lot about the dude. We know he's pretty resilient, amicable, and overall nice to people (is immediately on-board and makes friends with Giant Dude Who's Basically Kidnapping You, even though in fairness, he's getting rescued from an abusive home, so — not surprising!) but for the most part, it just gives Normal Guy. It takes a while for Harry's specific brand of introverted weirdness to manifest in the story, and even then, because we're in his POV, we don't see how incredibly awkward he actually is — rereading his dates with Cho is a gauntlet of cringing. He locks on to the people close to him and integrates himself with their group, then basically maintains trajectory until something forces him to stop. He's a really passive dude; 9/10 of the series his him going "what fucking NOW" and running off to put out whatever fire is happening that he's inexplicably implicated in. (He's still heroic, ftr; he does make the choice to risk his life for people, and he does the right thing. But you get the feeling that he would be much happier if he could take a break once in a while and let some other Chosen One take on the serious stuff.)

Apart from the one rec'd above, I can't think of many Ravenclaw!Harry fics that actually take the Sorting as a character challenge. Ravenclaw gets flattened to "the smart House that does great in school" in a lot of fanon — which is kind of strange because the two nerdiest characters, Hermione Granger and Ernie Macmillan, are a Gryffindor and a Hufflepuff, respectively. The few Ravenclaws we do get to know, Cho and Luna, are much more defined by their passion for their chosen hobbies than by any scholarly aptitude. Of the few Ravenclaw Sorting AUs out there, a lot of them end up being those Redditor-beloved "Harry Potter but the characters make decisions I think are smarter and then reward them by artificially making those solutions 100% effective" fix-its. A.K.A. fics where the real point is for the author to flex about how smart they are for "getting" the "science" behind a magical storybook world. (No, I don't have strong feelings about these at all, why do you ask?)

[valeriele3]

Hello hellooo~ How's your day? Hope It's been good!

I see that you write for Enstars?

I've read the rules so here I am..! If what I'm about to request though violates a rule whatsoever please ignore/delete this request

If it doesn't bother you too much..Can I please request a yandere or self-aware (Or maybe both yandere and self-aware combined?) Ritsu Sakuma x Reader?

~Sincerely, Ritsu simp Rin <3

Ritsu Sakuma x GN!Reader

Warnings: Yandere, ooc, mention of harm that can be inflicted physically or mentally and mentions of a nasty co-worker

Summary: Ritsu’s jealousy and anger got the best of him

Hi hiii~ Don’t worry as you didn’t violate a rule and the self-aware/Yandere isss part of what I accept soo it’s alright

Also this may or may not have some things that happened to me in-game cough cough the start cough cough

I apologize for the ooc and hope you enjoy this <3

Btw..Important A/N in the end and apologies in advance for the massive cringe that’ll bring you back to 2018 or smth

“I swear if they do the La Mort event next..”

“Sigh..It’s because of that Limited Chiaki and the current collab that I lost my savings..”

“My poor beloved Ritsu..I’m so so sorry”

In the screen Ritsu seems to be asleep but in reality..Ritsu is awake

Ritsu was and still is listening to his beloved darling go on about how they lost their saving

Ritsu looks calm and peaceful on the screen but inside he is fuming with anger, annoyance, and jealousy

‘Tch..Those diamonds were meant for ME and ME only..! It isn’t fair! They used up everything in the Antique’s Fair event too..What’s so great about those two? They already have my cards, isn’t that enough?!’

‘But..At least they didn’t pull in that bastards fc’

‘No matter. They’ll be in my arms and mine alone soon’

‘Just wait for me darling. I’ll come get you soon’

“The heck? Why’d Ritsu laugh out of no where lmao”

‘Oops’

“Hmm..Judging from the line of events in the JP one the La Mort event is still super far off..The one with Little Romance will even come first..”

“WAIT NO! FUCK! THE ART OF RITSU IN THAT IS ONE THAT A 5 STAR CARD HAS FUCK FUCK FUCK IM SO FUCKED! MY BELOVED IM SO SO SORRY!!”

‘Sigh..They’re panicking again. But, I’m glad that’s how much they love and care about me..’

‘Maybe we really are meant to be..No, we are meant to be’

‘Maybe I should..’

“Eh? HappyEle you are the absolute best! Ehehehheeheh another free 10 scouts for me~!”

“ ‘Due to some issues with [KNIGHTS] Ritsu Sakuma’s voice lines we have issued out free 10x Idol Jewel (Ritsu Sakuma). We apologize for any inconvenience’ Sweet! And ten too!”

‘Do you like my gifts darling? Hopefully you won’t find it too suspicious if I were to send in some more’

Ritsu says to himself as he watches you peacefully sleep after a long day of work

“Looking at your face calms me down..I swear, I hate that guy so much! Can’t he see no one likes him? Everyone in the office avoids that bastard yet he still can’t see it. He’s so lucky he’s my superior, if not I would’ve punched him so many times already”

‘This person again..I swear I’ll kill him.’

‘How DARE he touch what’s mine’

‘That’s it. Tomorrow. I’ll do it tomorrow, I simply can’t wait anymore’

“Another day, another grind”

“Hm? Is Ritsu glitching? Love? You okay?”

“I’m alright, Darling”

“Huh? Wha—”

Soo..Yeah..I got lazy..Please take this cringe Yandere Ritsu (ㆀ˘･з･˘)

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Important A/N: I KNOW THAT’S YOU! You can’t hide yourself from me “Rin”. Don’t you “I see you write for Enstars?” Me, you know I do (⌒▽⌒) Also pls give me back my Ritsu keychain

[written4seung]

hi not sure kung open ba ang hard hours pero grabe. hindi ko alam na may kuya kink pala ako 😭 more heeseung kuya kink pls omg ka jddhbdieje

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1:32 am

pairing: heeseung x fem!reader

genre: smut

warnings: kissing, making out aka momol hehe, medyo public momol and sex, car sex, protected sex

language: tagalog-english words: 954

a/n: idk kung timestamp pa toh sa haba pero wala na kong matitle kaya ayan nalang. hard tot lang dapat to kaso nag-enjoy na ko isulat so enjoy nalang kayo! (not proofread)(plus i tried more on tagalog dialogues and narrations, lmk if cringe or okay lanv or mas gusto niyo yung ganto)

senior mo sa univ si hee ng about a year or two and may crush ka sa kanya for years. lagi mo siyang nakikita pero never mo pa siyang nakakausap kasi nasa ibang dept siya until magkasama kayo sa isang org then nagkayayaan ng gimik sa bar.

nung nag-uwian na yung iba, nagpaiwan kayo with few more friends since kaya pa naman and moderate palang tama niyo. nung umonti kayo, mas nagkakausap kayo hanggang sa magtabi na kayo sa couch and magusap nang kayo lang.

"lagi kitang nakikita pag uwian eh, tinitignan mo ko," pang-asar niya. "lah assuming ka, kuya. paano mo naman nasabi?" pagdeny mo kahit halatang halata na sa pula ng pisngi mo. mas namumula ka na dahil sa kanya kesa sa alak. "kasi lagi din kitang hinahanap, tinititigan," pag-amin niya.

nagtitigan lang kayo after non, until bumulong siya at hinawi ang buhok mo before resting his hand on your thigh, "ang ganda mo, sobra. i want to fucking ruin you." "what if that's what, kuya?" "fuck. can i kiss you, baby?" "please, kuya," halos ikabaliw ni hee ang mga sagot mo kaya hinila ka niya paupo sa mga hita niya at saka ka hinalikan.

you felt him getting hard under you when he pulled you closer. buti nalang at nasa dancefloor ang iba niyong mga kasama at kayo lang ang nasa table niyo. "tara sa kotse hmm?" bulong niya habang ibinababa ang mga halik niya papunta sa mga leeg at balikat mo. you just whined while nodding. masyado ka nang nalulunod sa sarap ng bawat dampi at sipsip ng mga labi niya sa balat mo.

"tayo, baby," utos niya pagtigil niya sa paghalik sayo. sumunod ka agad, amused at how he assert dominance on you. sumunod siya ng pagtayo sayo at saka inayos ang buhok mong nagulo niya nang kaunti habang hinahalikan ka. nakatitig ka sa kaniya habang ginagawa niya yon, naka tingala ka sa kaniya sa sobrang tangkad niya kaysa sayo. tangina totoo ba toh? parang kailan lang, gwapong-gwapo ako sa kaniya sa malayo tapos ngayon nakamomol ko na siya at mukhang dadalhin na ata ako sa langit, pagkausap mo sa sarili mo sa isip mo.

"let's go," nginitian ka niya at saka ka hinawakan sa bewang, guiding you back to the basement parking where he parked his car in. binuksan niya ang pinto ng kaniyang kotse at ibinaba ang upuan sa harap para makapasok ka sa likod. umupo siya sa tabi mo at saka isinarado ang pinto.

muli ka niyang hinalikan hanggang sa maihiga ka niya. lumuhod siya sa harap mo at inalis niya ang itim na short sleeved dress shirt niya at saka itinaas ang dulo ng iyong dress. he touched your clothed core making you moan. "you're so wet," bulong niya. "and you're hard, kuya," sagot mo sabay hawak sa pantalon niya feeling his hard bulge.

"can i take this off?" tanong niya hooking his fingers on your panty's garter. "yes," agad niyang hinila ito pababa matapos mong sumagot at saka hinayaang malaglag sa lapag ng kanyang kotse. he, then, spread your wetness on your folds and clit with his fingers.

dahan-dahan niyang ipinasok sayo ang kanyang daliri, ginalaw ito nang medyo mabilis at nagtanong, "masakit?". umiling ka, "masarap." napangisi siya sa sagot mo kaya naman ay dinagdagan niya ang daliri niyang naglalabas-pasok sayo. napaungol ka sabay kalmot sa braso niyang nakahawak sa bewang mo dahil dito.

"kuya... i want you na... ipasok mo na," pagmamaka-awa mo pero imbes na sunurin ka niya ay dinagdadagan niya pa ang daliri niya making you loudly gasp. "shhh, be patient, baby. i need to stretch you out baka hindi mo ako kayanin," pagpapaliwanag niya habang himihimas ang hita mong nasa ibabaw ng kanya.

"w-wag na... i was... i was touching myself earlier this morning," hingal at nahihiya mong kwento. he scoffed and got a condom from his wallet in his pocket before starting to unbutton his pants, "beg me." hinila niya ito pababa kasama ang boxers niya. napalunok ka nalang nang makita ang kahabaan niya. seeing him fueled up your lust more, "kuya please..."

isinuot niya sa sarili niya ang condom before he aligned it to you before saying, "okay, ipapasok ko na." he pushed himself inside you after you nodded. napaungol ka nang malakas nang maisagad niya ito sayo at saka gumapang sa ibabaw mo. "shhh," he hushed you, reminding you na nasa parking lang kayo at maaaring may makarinig sainyo. hinalikan ka niya para mas hindi parinig ang mga ungol mo at ang bawat dahan-dahan niyang bayo sayo.

"kuya, faster," bulong mo sa gitna ng halikan niyo. muli siyang lumuhod sa harap mo nang hindi hinuhugot ang sarili niya bago sinunod ang sinabi mo. napapapikit at kagat-labi ka nalang sa sarap habang pinipigilan ang mga ungol mo. halos puro kalmot na rin ang hita at braso ni hee na kinakapitan mo. "ah, shit," mura niya, arching his neck.

"kuya... ah, fuck, kuya, lalabasan na ko," iyak mo. "wait, answer me first," mas binagalan niya ang bayo niya ngunit mas sinagad niya pa ito sayo. "ako ba iniisip mo whenever you touch youself?" tanong niya. "yes, kuya," you instantly answer, desperate for release. "good girl. now, let go."

"kuya!" sigaw mo as you pulled hee para umibabaw sayo feeling your release gushing out. "tangina," isiniksik niya ang mukha niya sa leeg mo, spilling his orgasm in the condom.

dahan-dahan siyang humugot saka inalis at tinapon ang suot niyang condom. nilinisan ka niya at ang sarili niya bago siya nag bihis ulit. inalalayan ka niya para lumipat sa shotgun set ng kotse niya. hinalikan niya ang noo mo bago sumakay sa driver's seat at sinabing, "i'm bring you to my place so you can rest, hmm? you did great, baby."

[jakeyt]

So, I’m going to go ahead and put this out there:

I will not have the next chapter of Covet done by July 12th.

I am on vacation, and I know I’m not going to have the time or attention to dedicate to Covet. I want to be able to focus on having family time. 🤍 (Vaca is also why I haven’t been responding to asks and such. . .I’m trying earnestly to *be in the moment* with my family, rather than *on Tumblr*.)

There is something else I need to be honest about that I’ve been really scared to say:

I’ve been on the fence about posting twice a month. I know that I have people who were so excited for this (as was I), but I’m just not feeling the best about rushing this story out. For one, I am a perfectionist, and I’ve gone back and read chapters (I felt like I needed to push out), and I found so many things that just made me cringe. I wanted to change things after posted, and I don’t want to feel like that. I know it might not be like that for everyone who reads it, but as the writer, it bothers me to post something I don’t feel 100% about. I also feel like I let people down when I post late (even though last time was only by a day, I felt terrible about it). So, rather than having a posting schedule of twice a month, I’m going to push it back to once a month. And, who knows. . .we may get the occasional early drop or teaser.

The most important thing is:

I love this story SO much. It is very close to my heart. I’ve had it on my heart and in my mind (and outlined in my docs), for months. I don’t want it to get any less attention than I feel it deserves. AND, I don’t want you guys (gn, sorry I say ‘you guys’ sm) to read anything less than something that has had *proper time and dedication* from me. I feel it’s important to the story, my readers, and myself to not rush.

I fucking love you guys so much, but I also love this story very much and I want to feel great about it when I post it (rather than only giving it an ‘eh, it’s okay enough to post’, and then posting it).

I understand it will never be PERFECT, and being a perfectionist is both a blessing and a curse. It is a lot, but I also want to feel proud of a story that has been so close to me for months on end. I think about it all the time, and I want to write it just right.

Again, I will be keeping my postings once a month. But who knows? Maybe after seeing the boys in Nash and FW, I’ll feel so inspired, I’ll want to drop whatever the hell I have after being downright assaulted by Jake’s magnetizing beauty irl (he has always had that effect on me after seeing him in person, lbr).

I hope you all understand how terrible I feel to be wishy washy with the posting twice a month thing. . .I’ve just been trying to figure out what feels best to do with this story.

I wish I could just magically write the whole thing, because there are some big things coming up that I can’t wait for people to read. . .but unfortunately, I can’t. 🙃 In a couple of chapters, we will begin experiencing the most pivotal moment in reader’s life (and no, it’s not sex, lol. . .you’ll get that sooner than a couple chapters from now 😉).

I love you all!!!!

Xo, Clair <3

[skeletonsfortea]

Additional note here, you may notice your question has been edited- it’s just to make everything flow a little better, so don't worry about it!

The empty void awaits.

Hello! I am the author, and I would like to welcome you to my first (of many, hopefully) Q&A! The cast will arrive shortly, but in the meantime, let me introduce you to the host of my show! Meet, Creepy Eyes (or CE), one and only void cat (shown above), who will be acting as my face!

CE waves his tail.

If y’all have an issue with this introduction- don’t mention it- because cringe culture can kiss my ass! I write fanfiction, fuck you (not actually though, love you guys, /p)! Now, to give us some scenery-

A comfortable lobby appears.

And for the cast-

Fourteen skeletons appear, each turning, some confused and some on edge.

“Where in the world-”

“Hello! You are in the void, or more specifically, in my Q&A- building?- whatever, the details don’t matter. You are here to answer questions from the readers!”

“‘Readers?’”

“Readers! Don't question it. No existential crisis allowed! Just accept it.”

“And where is your voice even coming from?" 

“Don't question the omnipotent presence either!”

“The hell kind of-”

“Alright!  I’ll bless you all with full and complete knowledge of everything- that you need to know.”

The skeletons blink, and then look around at each other with mixed expressions of horror, disgust, and awe.

“Now, moving on-”

“Oh, sorry! But could I ask one question..?” UT Papyrus asks. 

“Yes, you may." 

“What’s your name?”

“You may call me Tea! Now, for introductions! Let’s begin with the Undertale brothers!” 

The room darkens and two spotlights fall on UT Sans and Papyrus.

“This Sans will be called Classic, and Papyrus will be called Vanilla! Now, for the next pair! These two are from the Horrortale universe!”

Two spotlights fall on HT Sans and Papyrus. Sans glares up at the faceless voice, whereas Papyrus simply rubs his eye sockets.

“They will be called Axe and Pie!”

Introductions continue as usual.

“Alright, now that the boring stuff is through, let’s begin with the questions! Starting with…the dirty shit!”

“Huh?”

“Everybody sit!” 

As soon as they do, mugs appear in their hands.

“What you have in your hands there is truth serum tea! It tastes great, and yes, you do have to drink it! All part of the fun, you know? No worries, none of y’all will remember this later!”

“Not concerning at all,” mutters Axe.

Currant just shrugs, “eh, I’m used to it.”

“Alright! Starting with group questions! Take it away, CE!”

CE produces a single notecard, and at the same time, the large TV in the lobby shows the question.

Q: When it comes to other things, fast and hard or slow and sensual?

There’s a round of coughing from a couple of the skeletons. Then, silence.

“Depends on the mood being set,” Currant says, and Wax nods his agreement.

“As much as I hate to agree with this asshole, yeah,” Red says. There are mutters of agreement and nods from everyone else.

CE produces a small stack of cards, and the next question appears on the screen.

Q: To Edge, Red, Blue, Stretch, Classic, and Vanilla: You're about to receive a bite on your collarbone. Gentle or hard?

“Wow. Seriously, who is asking these questions?” Edge asks, crossing his arms.

“As hard as they want it to be,” Red says with a wink, leaning back in his chair.

“Oh, shut up,” Edge hisses at him, but Red just chuckles.

“Gentle?” Vanilla offers next.

“Yeah, same here,” Classic says.

“Ditto.” Stretch says.

“Hard!” Blue declares.

Edge looks away, his face turning whiter. “...gentle.”

To Edge, Red, Blue, Mutt, Rust, and Currant: If you get a chance to bite back, gentle or hard?

“Hard.” Currant says.

“Nobody asked,” Rust snaps.

Currant grins, raising a brow, “but didn’t they..?”

“Just shut the fuck up,” Rust growls, and Currant chuckles.

“Well,” Red says, taking the attention off the pair, “you already know my answer.”

Mutt shrugs, “I don’t mind making them squirm a little.”

“Same answer as before!” Blue replies.

“...gentle,” Edge says under his breath.

The attention falls on Rust, and he slowly turns white. “Hell if I know,” he growls, looking away, “hard, I guess.”

Q: Currant, Wax, Rust, Vulture, Red, Edge, Black, Axe, and Pie: You're being given a sensual kiss, but it can only be placed anywhere besides the face and neck, what spot do you choose? 

Currant grins wide, but before he can say a single word, Rust interrupts.

“Ribs. And it’s the same for the bitch.” He glares at Currant as if to challenge him to argue. Currant just shrugs.

“Sure, I don’t care. They’ll end up where I want them eventually.”

“Also ribs,” Wax says. Pie and Axe nod in agreement.

“Spine, I suppose,” Black says. Vulture nods, his face slightly white.

“They may kiss my feet!” Edge declares, leaning back in his seat confidently. Red chuckles. “What’s that, oaf?”

“Nothin, boss,” Red snickers.

“Well, what about you then?” Edge spits. Red smirks, and Edge throws a boot at him, “nevermind! Keep your filthy thoughts to yourself!”

Q: Currant, Wax, Rust, Red, Edge, Mutt, Classic, Stretch, and Axe: What crazy place would you be willing to bang in if you were guaranteed not to get caught?

“But getting caught is half the fun,” Currant says immediately, “but…crazy places?" He grins, “a shed." Rust looks disgusted. 

Stretch shrugs, “what are we counting as crazy here? A car? A public bathroom?”

“Anywhere with a door and a lock,” Axe says.

“Don’t see why we couldn’t keep it at home,” Classic says.

Mutt shrugs, “just about anywhere.” He smirks, “maybe in the woods.”

“Wherever my partner is comfortable with,” Wax says.

“Agreed,” Red says.

“I’m agreeing with the headcase,” Edge says, jabbing a finger in Axe’s direction.

“Yeah. Me too.” Rust says.

“Wonderful! Everyone is doing a great job! Now for the more personal questions!” Quite a few skeletons disappear, leaving only Currant, Axe, Wax, Black, Rust, Edge and Vulture.

Q: Currant and Axe, what song reminds you of your Y/N?

Currant looks thoughtful for a second, smiling just slightly, “maybe…Centuries, by Fall Out Boy.”

“I Like Me Better.” Axe answers curtly, side eyeing Currant.

“By Luav!”

Q: Currant, Rust and Axe, how far would you go to make sure your Y/N stayed with you?

“As far as I need to go," Currant says without hesitation, smiling. 

Rust glances at him, disgust in his expression, and then looks away, seeming unsure, “I don't know.” He frowns, slightly. 

Axe looks at the other two with nothing less than judgment. “...depends. If they’re leaving of their own accord, they have a reason. Who am I to stop them? But if someone was trying to take them?” He smiles, just slightly, "what is it you humans say? ‘I’d move heaven and Earth’?”

Q: What if someone strong staked a claim on your Y/N?

“How strong?" Rust asks. “I mean, I’m willing to get my hands dirty, but if you’re implying I have little chance of winning, I’m not getting dusted over a human.”

Currant just shrugs, “once again, I’d do whatever it took.” He grins, "if I can't beat them hand to hand, I’ll find another way.”

“‘Staked a claim’?” Axe echoes, eye sockets narrowing. "What kind of…” he shakes his head, leaning back in his chair, "well, they can have Y/N. Over my dust.” He glances away, "unless Y/N chose them.” His smile is slightly bitter, "then it doesn't really matter.”

The other two give him a look. 

“Thank you, Axe! Enjoy your time off!” He flips off the air and disappears.

Q: Currunt and Rusty-

Currant’s brow raises, whereas Rust’s eye sockets narrow. 

-what if your brother took your Y/N?

Currant’s smile widens, “he wouldn't. But, if he did,” he crosses his legs, “I’d make him regret it.”

Rust looks away, “...I don't know.”

Q: Cunt-runt and Crusty-

Currant doubles over, laughing, “c-cunt-runt? Where the fuck-?”

Rust just blinks. “Crusty?”

Currant laughs harder, “Crusty! Oh, I’m calling you that now!”

Rust glares at him, “I’ll fucking dust you.”

-what if your Y/N and brother were happy together and wanted to share their joy? Like, as a family, with the strongest of bonds. Your actions would not be held against you, as long as you tried to be better.

Currant scoffs, “happy together? What a fever dream.” His grin is slightly forced, “hell no.”

Rust pauses, looking down at the floor, “...happy? A family?” There’s a lapse of silence. “...yeah, I guess.” Sounds crazy as shit, though.

“Anddd, that’s it for the group questions! Everyone to their private rooms!” In a stutter, The room is suddenly much smaller and only Black is sitting on the single couch. “Good luck, Black!”

“Was that a threat?”

Q: First off, Black, how does it feel to know you’re the fan favorite when it comes to bullying a character with spicy situations?

“I’m…what?” He asks, turning white. “Why?” His eye sockets narrow, “if you’re mocking me-”

Q: Can you get back to me about the lap thing? I’ve been waiting for centuries!!

“No.”

Q: In the safety of your room, collar and leash, or handcuffs? Why? I need all of the details!!

He looks to the floor, “...collar. I prefer to have my hands free.”

Q: And, personal question, can you check my soul? I think it might have your name on it…but I don’t know…

His face flares bright white, “uh…”

Q: You're about to receive a bite on your collarbone. Gentle or long and hard? Bet you can’t handle the second choice…

He glares, “I can.” He tips his chin up, “but the first is my preference.”

Q: What would make you feel loved in a romantic relationship?

He pauses in honest thought, sipping his tea, “I suppose…” he stares into his mug for a moment, “physical affection?”

Q: How do you like to be kissed, Captain?

He flushes slightly, “...with warmth.”

“Thank you for your service, Captain! That’s all!”

“Finally,” he says, “I have very important things to attend to after all!”

“Of course.”

Black disappears, replaced with Edge.

“Welcome in, Edge! This shall be kept short!”

He scoffs slightly, “as it should.”

Q: Edge, Mutt told me you have no game; what's your best pickup line? Here, tell it to VBPS Y/N. I'll judge whether it was good or not.

VBPS Y/N appears in the room, looking bewildered. “Uh…”

“He said WHAT?” Edge shouts. He huffs slightly, “well.” He rolls his non-existent eyes and turns to Y/N. Begrudgingly, he takes their hand in his own and a slow blush spreads across his face, despite his stoney expression, “I’ve been made to believe this world is a cold place, but you-” he struggles, “make me believe in the warmth.”

Q: Ah hah, looks like they've fallen for it and are now asking for your hand in marriage in front of everyone in a grand display of affection. What do you do?

Y/N disappears.

“A simple no will suffice, I have no need for such indulgences!” Edge says with a dismissive wave.

“Damn right! Rock being single! Thank you for answering our questions!”

Edge disappears, replaced with Vulture, who looks around for a moment before settling down. CE pulls out the first card.

Q: Vulture, what if you had the opportunity to tell VBPS Y/N anything, but they would not remember it after three hours. What would you say?

He pauses, his expression unchanging despite the thoughts racing through his head.

“What is there to say?” He scoffs, shaking his head, “I suppose I would apologize. For all of the damage I caused, and all of the damage I did not save them from.”

Q: If you also had the opportunity to do things that VBPS Y/N would not remember after three hours? What things would you choose to do?

His brow furrows slightly. “I don’t see what I would need them to forget. But…” he sighs, “perhaps I would make them dinner? It doesn’t make up for anything, really. But…maybe it’d be a step in the right direction.”

Q: If VBPS Y/N was asked the same question and they said they would like for you to pick them up and take them to bed so they can nuzzle their cheek against yours for the next two hours and fifty-nine seconds, while laying on top of you, what do you say?

He shrugs, “I wouldn’t remember, so what does it matter?”

Q: If you were to catch your brother asleep, hugging Y/N, and purring really loudly, what would you think?

How adorable. 

“That would be completely undignified and dangerous for both of them.” He says with a sip of his tea. 

“A fair point! Now, onwards! Thank you, Vulture!”

He disappears, and Rust appears in his place.

“This time space shit is getting real fucking irritating,” he says.

“Noted!”

Q: Rust, would you rather drink one small shot of regular human alcohol or hug VBPS Y/N again for as long as you want, whenever you want?

“H-” he cuts himself off. “Shit. I mean, hu-” he growls, glaring at the mug in his hand, “this stupid fucking tea is strong shit, huh?”

Q: Rust, let’s pretend you’re a normal, stable, monster for a second, 

He frowns. “Seriously?" 

-what questions would you be interested in asking Y/N to learn more about them, as a friend?

There’s a long pause. “Maybe…what hobbies they have?”

Q: If you were to try and better yourself, where would you start? 

“...I’d stop ignoring Papyrus.”

Q: If you were to find Y/N comfortable to hug, how much more likely would you say you'd find yourself hugging them again whenever you're completely wasted?

“I guess it's likely enough,” he says. “I tend to get a bit…soft, if I’m really drunk.”

Q: If you ran out of money to buy drinks from Grillby, what are some new things you would consider doing with your time that wouldn't cause pain to others?

He scoffs. “New things? What the fuck is there to do that's new in this hell hole? What am I supposed to say? Go for a fucking jog?”

Q: You realize the world hasn't ended after you were considerate with Y/N multiple times. How do you feel?

He glares. “I don’t need to be spoken down to.”

Q: Warm blanket or overnight cuddles with Y/N?

He barks a laugh, “Warm blanket. You don't torture people for months on end and then fall asleep next to them. Or else they’ll stab you in the back.” He pauses, glancing down at his hands, “...I would.” But you aren't me. 

Q: Alcohol or hugs with Y/N, which makes you feel warmer and by how much?

He scoffs, “hugs. The embarrassment keeps me nice and fucking toasty.”

Q: What if you let yourself chill out at home but kept up your image whenever you were outside? Like you could play games and tell jokes or teach Y/N some cool tricks! You have a lot of time to just try stuff, anything, even you can admit that! I truly believe your brother and Y/N wouldn't judge you for it; they'd be more relieved than anything. It doesn't have to be anything big, you can start small! You're free to hurt anyone else who gets in your way outside, though. Give it a try, you're strong enough to take on any bad consequences you constantly imagine will happen anyways. And you're not alone.

His eye sockets narrow. “My ‘attitude’ isn’t just for appearances.” He grins mercilessly, “but, sure, I could try playing nice.”

“Now, now, Rust. No need to be snippy with the readers!”

“Shut the fuck up, disembodied voice.”

“I could actually make your life worse than it already is.”

“What was that?”

“Nothing~ have a wonderful day!”

Rust disappears, replaced with Wax.

“O-oh. Hi?” He addresses CE. The cat purrs in greeting before pulling out the first card.

Q: How would you describe your feelings for HLF Y/N?

He looks away, slightly frowning. “I guess…” he shakes his head, "I don't know. Sympathetic?”

Q: What's a memory that perfectly captures your relationship with HLF Y/N?

He laughs a little. “One memory, huh?” He glances away, “...once, near the beginning, I heard them crying in their room. I didn't do anything.” He smiles, but it’s a bitter, sarcastic thing, “I think that encapsulates our relationship perfectly.”

Q: When HLF Y/N was with you last, how did you guys spend your time together?

His expression grows dark, and he seems to consider something for a moment, “...I’d rather not answer that." 

Q: What is your opinion on the relationship between Currant and HLF Y/N?

“I wish it had never begun." He responds softly. “I wish he’d never met them.” He laughs bitterly, “is that answer enough?" 

Q: What is a recent regret you've had a hard time dealing with?

“How could I choose just one?" He asks, looking down at his hands, his voice wavering just slightly. He rubs his face, “I’m sorry. I need a moment.” He gets up and walks off. 

“...Right! Well, we’ll continue his interview after Currant’s, since we’re on a tight schedule!”

Currant appears in the room. He easily relaxes into the couch, nodding to the cat on the desk. The cat’s whiskers twitch in greeting before he produces the next card.

Q: Currant, what actions have brought you the most delight?

“A little broad, don't you think?” He smiles, “well, not like I mind recounting them. Raising Papyrus is probably somewhere on that list. Putting bone through Undyne's head. Dusting Alphys. Taking home my kitten. Training it…”

Q: How would your enemies describe you?

“Ruthless," comes his simple answer. 

Q: How would your victims describe you?

He smiles, "twisted. Tireless. Inhumane.” He pauses, "but that last one’s a given, isn't it? Anyway, I’m sure they would use stronger words.”

Q: I need advice, how would you deal with a slave that kept trying to run away?

He chuckles, “It's simple, really. Ever heard of learned helplessness?”

Q: If you could bring someone back to you again, whether they've left or died, why would you pick them?

His face goes slack. His expression is empty, but his eye keeps getting smaller. “Why?” He echoes, voice hollow. “Because I’m strong now. Because I want nothing more than to make him pay.”

Q: What were the exact thoughts running through your head when you saw VBPS Y/N?

Mine. No, not mine. Something else. But almost the same. 

He smiles slowly, taking a long, deliberate, sip of his tea, “how much I’d like to taste its skin in my teeth.”

Q: How would you describe Wax's relationship with HLF Y/N?

“There isn't one." He says. “I made sure of that.” He pauses, “nothing substantial, anyway." 

Q: How would you describe your own relationship with HLF Y/N?

He smiles, “relationship? I suppose the closest I can think of is a dog with its prized toy.” His head tilts, his eye dilating just slightly, “I don’t often side with dogs, but at least we agree that the best way to enjoy a toy is by tearing it to shreds.”

Q: If you could pick between reverting your world to the state it was in prior to the core shutting down or HLF Y/N never leaving you, which would you choose?

He blinks, caught off guard. “I…” he shakes his head, regaining his composure, “of course I’d-” he struggles silently. “...I’d…” His breathing is uneven as he stares down into his mug, “I think I’d choose…” he sighs, then smiles, “no, I wouldn't go back. I’m not the same monster I was. I’m glad I’m different now. I was weak before. But now I finally get it.” He sits straighter, confident, "I’d choose my kitten. I always will.”

Q: Why have you chosen to hurt someone who is defenseless and weak against you, never had a shred of malice that would rival yours, and isn't even a monster?

He grins wide, his eye pulsing slightly in its socket. “Because it’s fun.” His grin slips, just slightly, “almost cathartic, really.”

Q: What is your way of showing someone you care?

He smiles, “it’s been a while since I’ve done that. But, I guess…being there for them?" He shrugs, “quality time is all I have to offer. And believe me, company is priceless.”

Q: People call you possessive, what actions have you taken that best warrant that label?

“Some people, huh?” Currant asks, with a look directed at CE. The cat shrugs- as much as a cat can. Currant smiles, “well, plenty. Not letting my kitten out would be a good example, I suppose. But it’s better off inside, anyway.”

Q: If you were absolutely alone in the world and could only bring one source of entertainment with you, what would you pick?

Currant laughs a little, “can’t you see? I already am. And I already made my choice.” He leans back in his chair, "my kitten is all the entertainment I need.”

Q: If your slave were to successfully leave and stay hidden no matter how hard you looked, how would you proceed with the issue?

“Nothing stays hidden,” he says confidently, “but, if it did…well, what’s to be done? I suppose I’d just move on.”

Q: Imagine your slave is living a happy life without you, why would you ever consider ruining it, asshole?

He smirks, “why wouldn’t I? I don't care how it feels. It's mine. What other reason do I need?”

Q: If you had to worry about anyone bad getting you/hurting you in your world, who would it be? Like who's at the top of the watch out list? Could be a past or present thing.

He sips his tea as he considers the question. “My father. I don't know if I could dust him, even now.” He pauses, grinning, “but he’s gone now." He gets a faraway look. 

Q: Hey Currant, what do you think about taking VBPS Y/N away from Rust before he kills them? I wouldn't put it past that guy. He'd probably lose control or something and then boom...they're shattered before he realizes it. Nch, if you don't move quickly, you'll lose out on your entertainment ya know. Then it'll be on you.

“Eh, I doubt he would.” He says, peering into his mug with disinterest, “but if I thought he was pissed off enough, I’d step in. No sense in wasting a prize.”

“And that’s it!”

Currant tuts slightly, “boo.”

“Begone!”

Currant disappears, and Wax reenters, holding a fresh cup of warm tea. Just as soon as he’s settled on the couch, CE puts up the next question. Wax ends up spilling some of the tea on his lap at the sight, though he doesn’t react to the heat.

Q: Wax, how would you feel if VBPS Y/N were to die in your arms?

“If- uh-” he shakes his head, lifting the mug to his face to sip the tea, “I…Asgore…” he sucks in a breath, “not…good. That’s for sure.”

Q: What's one major thing/situation you've had to prepare yourself for since you were a child? To make things clearer, some people say it's kill or be killed, but what did you have to be weary of?

He looks contemplative for a moment, “Maybe…Sans’s triggers? He used to rely on me for a safeguard. If I wasn't ready…” he shudders a little, “well, it wasn't pretty." 

Q: What's one memory that perfectly captures when the dynamic between you and your brother changed?

“I guess…the day after he lost his eye, when he…didn't acknowledge my eye socket. I wasn't…well, I wasn't surprised when he panicked after they attacked him. I forgave him for injuring me. But when he…when he didn't apologize, I suppose that’s what tipped me off.”

“Recommended song is Drifting by On and On.”

“What?” Wax asks. 

“Nothin at all! Thank you for answering our questions, Wax! Have a wonderful rest of your evening!”

“...you too.”

He disappears.

…

Haha! And that’s all folks! Hope you enjoyed, and thank you so much for the questions! I hope they were answered to your liking! I- I mean- the characters (cough)- truly enjoyed answering every single one! The good, the bad, and the dirty ;) jk, none of them were bad.

[zuffer-weird-girl]

hihi may i ask for dabi and shigaraki reaction to a perfumer (ss skin, whatever that means-)-like fem s/o from identity v? here's a little link so u can see the character i'm talking about, specifically.

so like the s/o is bound to a sanctuary (imagine watatsumi island from genshin or whatevah idk)

and like her quirk is like being able to manipulate water, and make the water into a solid material or furniture or somethingg

and they like butterflies and there's a fuck ton on her hair, markings/tattoos on her thigh and left part of her forehead and shit and she can walk on water like jesus or sumn'

SUMN' LIKE THAT-

you're probably reading everything in a confused state— damn i should really know how to word things at this age 😰

also i say like too often 🧍🏻srry ab that-

anyway look at how pretty she is 🙄 like-

🧍🏻... 🧎🏻.. oh no what's- happening.. 🦋

I HAVE NO SHAME ON NOT BEING ON ANON 🤬😍😘💀

Got to say I'm sorry for taking so long and that video was awesome to watch thank you

Dude you guys are total opposites and this little shit lives for that.

The first time he saw your quirk on action he was like "eh, suits you."

When in reality he is so fucking proud like- that's my s/o motherfucker

When his body overheats due to his quirk you usually tend to go over him and help him literally cool off and he is so grateful for you

Not gonna lie, he finds pretty weird the amount of butterflies on your hair... one time when he was about to kiss you he almost gagged when one almost got in his mouth.

But still finds cute how much you are obsessed with them.

Although now he is one careful when near you... just in case he doesn't accidentally eats a butterfly

Always gets headaches after he sees you walking on water like is normal. Why? Because his eyes go so wide his staples pop out of his skin sometimes.

He is... not used to it. And doesn't show it, but he is hella concerned because what if you fall?

Your tattoo are the ones who is obsessed with. Is just so fucking cool and he can't help but everything Brush his fingers on the drawings of your forehead or thighs with a skirt on his face.

Thinks your hella beautiful with them them whoever dares to say otherwise is going to get burned alive like witches were in the middle aged era

His words, not mine.

Thinks your quirk is pretty much like a rpg character power

Is so useful for his plan so he allows you to go on missions, but definitely not with dabi.

Fire and water don't mix. And he won't stand a chance of you going near that zombie walking asshole.

But still is confused cause... how tf can you transform liquid on a fucking gamer chair?!

He is still grateful and is his favorite present given of you to him.

Cringes at the mere thought of you getting your tattoos

He thinks they're cool and all... but something about getting hurt continuously on your forehead and thighs just to form those drawings gives him itches...

Waves the butterflies out of your hair most of the times and threatens to kill them.... pls is nothing personal but the sign of them irritates him for some reason.

Stole gave you a butterfly plushie once but almost got into a panick attack when he accident decayed it and was repeating the word sorry for... a long time.

Joked about you being Jesus more times than the numbers of your fingers and toes.

[ruelin024]

I wanna have opinions so uh, what do you think of my SacredFell AU? (So far anyway haha)

Hello, my mutual compadre, @littleyukki5033 , I have traveled down to the depths of your blog and will now commence judgment.

Kehehehe. ψ(｀∇´)ψ

[Gonna be long, I like/wanted to try making my responses worthwhile and attentive, to show you I went in on your AU and posts.]

(And you can laugh at me or with me on this, but I may not be the best at giving opinions, 😖 I think. Just know I'm typing this with my miniscule overthinkin’ brain and hurt wrist.)

START!

Feb 4: Don’t be afraid to post your AU and talk about it, beautiful or not, unique or not, complicated or not, similar or not, cringe or not, demented or not, eh or not. 

Share your mind, you’ll find people who share it with you. And if you get hate, show them San’s ass or something. It tells others how nonexistent they are to you. (though I’ve seen someone draw Sans very beautifully thicc, we will keep in mind he is bones, which we indeed simp for). 

Observe Exhibit A:

(I found this silly image saved on my desktop, so I thought it'd be cool to share it with you.)

So never let a negative comment change your love and view of your au and undertale. 

Undertale is amazing, it’s good to ramble, even if others don’t talk about it, even if you’ll never get reciprocated. There’s other people there reading it, like me sometimes I read and forget to heart, or I don’t heart a post because I don’t wanna bombard their notifications and all that. 

Yes, post your art, even if you’ve got no idea what to post, doodle, ask for ideas, or even take a break. I think it’s beautiful to share your mind’s eye. Show no fear, you’ve got this!

Everyone starts where you were once. 

Feb 12: Your Introduction of your own Underfell AU called SacredFell

I am interested. I am in fact one of many who are and will be interested for days to come, for as long as you build and love your AU, as it becomes whatever completion you dreamt of it to be, so on and so forth, even if one day you stop.

I’m finna be there bruh, late or on time.  

And imma let you know that right now as you reading this. You actually asked me first about your AU and lemme tell you, you beat me to it. I actually have fanart for you. AND was gonna find a time to ask you first.

(~(>_<。)＼ Usually I'm ready to send art cause I plan before hand, but someone used a wrist twist move on me for fun recently. ಥ_ಥ)

Anyway, moving forward.

Frisk and Chara of SacredFell: I enjoy teh designs. And me personally, I like Frisks design, the fact Frisk went through multiple design phases is nice to know. Would you ever show Frisk's previous designs?

Oof, you changed SacredFell Sans height from 5’2 to 6ft, damn what a stretch. And he part of the Royal Guard, whoa! 😆hotsome big skeleman.

Also, I love the art style of @/melikitinas, too. 💖

Feb 14: … ScaredFell Papyrus…. I-... 11ft height, yeah, we gonna need a height chart. I short, so they a fucking tree at this point, imagine Paps just bending at the waist towards a shorty like me, he’s gotta be prone on the ground or something. AND his fine ass a 2nd in Command Royal Guard, too. ○( ＾皿＾)っ AWWHEHESJDHWU ✨

Feb 21: LORE Ah, so the beginning is different, interesting. *reads through it with glasses* (I was recently working on my other OCs at the time as well :D.) 

Yukki sounds like a good character! And portaled? Oooooh, portaled, I wanna know backstory! 

Did Yukki not go through the ruins? She just collapsed in Snowdin? Was she unconscious the entire time she was taken to Asgore, up until Toriel saved her?

And usually humans, are strong, is Yukki weak due to something? (you don’t have to reveal too much lore unless you wanna) How much power does Yukki have? Why does it drain so quickly? 

Also, love Toriel, to save one instead of all, what a mother. Even if Yukki wasn’t her own, that was such a big sacrifice for the price of saving one child over freedom. I would love to see how you draw that part out.

And Toriel left Yukki behind the waterfalls, why not take Yukki with her? 

Why out of all the souls, Kindness was taken, would this serve as a significant plot point in the AU?

Would Yukki grow to harbor bad intent or negative emotions towards the monster or would she end up sacrificing herself after understanding the monster’s want for freedom, would she find another way, would she resort to genocide at some point(despite her being weak)? 

Would Toriel come in clutch next time Yukki is in grave danger? 

And what plans would Asgore have after he gets Toriel, I would’ve expected that he wanted Toriel dead, not with a bounty on her head to be returned ALIVE to his home. I'm probably just thinking to the extremes. 😂

I like this plot. I’d love to know how Frisk and Yukki will come together. And if within the one or two years, Yukki stayed with Sans and Papyrus, would the brothers falter when they need to get their jobs done for Asgore when the time comes? Would Sans and Papyrus eventually come to value Yukki as their own friend? Does Yukki know Sans and Papyrus are working to gain her trust to betray her in the end? 

Also is Toriel and Sans doing the knock knock joke through the gate in this AU too? What’s Toriel’s relationship with the characters so far? Within the time Yukki was living in the Underground, does she come to meet Toriel again?

Feb 23: YUKKI I agree Yukki is a main focal point in the beginning of this AU, I really like this. I can’t wait to see how you build this lore up. Would Toriel act again when Frisk comes? Would Toriel talk to Frisk about Yukki? How old is Yukki again? To me, Yukki looks like she has a strong presence, tongue sticking out, seems playful. ✨

Feb 27: Comic Heh. Middle school art is always nostalgic to look back on. I wish I still had some of mine. I threw most out due to the fact, I didn’t want physical evidence of my cringe art tying back to me, but looking back on it now. I was stupid and paranoid. 

Now cringe art is one of my favorite art pieces to discover, it brings a certain emotion outta you, am I right? Yeaahh.  

Anyway, I admire you for sharing your old art and comic. 

An AU, especially when a creator is lovingly dedicated to it, can become hectic and mentally crowded and out of order, or as you say “all over the place.” Good luck on that journey, creating comlex stories is hard! I was overwhelmed by my own ideas and burned out at some point and stopped entirely. You make me wanna go back to my little world.

And Yukki and SacredFell Sans look like they get along noicely. yukki hand on her hip, confidence and power ✨👌 makin' Sansy sweat.

Mar 7: Yay Toriel Character Sheet Me like tall woman. She taller than Sans, haha. I gotta learn how to draw a goat at some point. And she looks good in my opinion. Do SOUL Protectors gain power from the souls? Wouldn't they accidentally at some point absorb the soul? Has any of the protectors even thought of doing that? Doesn't the barrier need one monster soul and one human soul to break the barrier, or is that different in this AU?

Mar 11: Another comic redraw, SacredFell Asgore WIP

Aw SacredFell Sans and Yukki smiling together, your old drawing of them is cute. ANd that’s a jump, good to know they're out of the underground. Hope you eventually find the right design for Yukki, that you’re gonna be satisfied with. I’m excited to find out how they got out of the underground, too.

What's the key on Sans? And the heart necklace on Yukki?

And yes, I think Tumblr does something with the quality of an image when posted, because compared to my computer view, my phone view of some posts are different a bit.

Yass, show off the Goat man. 

ANd I also saw your Avatar DTIYS, looks awesome! I love the coloring, shading, and perspective! 

Mar 15: Update Eh, it didn’t take a while for me to gather info on your AU, it was spread out a little yes, but not so much, for me the pacing was alright. 

Ah and the ask blogs, yeah I dunno how I’m doing this tbh. 

And a webtoon would be great! But I hear it’s a lot of work to put into it, take small steps, so you won’t stress or burn yourself out. But I would definitely read teh webtoon if you were to make one. 

Mar 16: SacredFell Undyne WIP I love Undyne, I just dunno how to draw her yet. Love the art! She pretty. 

Mar 16: SacredFell Flowey Flowey in a bag, hahahahaha. I like how annoyed he looks in the drawing.  

Mar 17: SacredFell Monster Kid Another main character, you developing a lot of lore right now I bet. I wonder how MK will play out in your AU. 

Mar 18,22 : It’s UNDYNE >.< Fangirling. Another Tall strong woman. And missing parents during gaster’s disappearance, is this what I think it is, a lore hint?!?!   

Mar 23: Alphys Alphys is gonna be somewhat of a sly character in the plot huh, wow! And she fights, you gotta make art of that at some point! Alphys having bravery is interesting! 

Pfft, you spelled “Bavery” I didn’t even notice until you mentioned it. 

Mar 23: Gaster I love how you drew Sans and Papyrus in at Gaster’s “You’re in Trouble” expression.

And me like the tinted glasses as well.

Mar 24: Mettaton! He a Bravery SOUL Decoy! Was that Alphy’s idea to make him like that? Is he famous in the underground as well? He’s a looker. And he got four arms! Yuuusss! 

Mar 26?: Muffet Indeed a 5’7 lady spider is a cutie patootie, the arms are good, multiple is betta. Good design!  And she is also part of the Royal Guard, what will the fight be like? I’m curious! 

Mar 26?: That Sacredfell Mini Comic/Story was nicely put together! The end where SacredFell Sans responds with, “I don’t know.” I enjoyed reading this conversation! And Undyne in her royal armor MWUAH!  

So from all this, hopefully I did something good for you, most are just questions and comments, but I hope it served as an answer. *ahem*

A new character was added. [Yukki] = Will lead to more plot. *Check*

There’s a different backstory before the arrival of Frisk. *Check*

Toriel makes an act against Asgore before leaving, Asgore ordering Sans and papyrus to gain Yukki’s trust until the “time” comes = Complicated relationships *Check* 

I can fangirl, which means I can simp, which means, I’m invested. ✨ *CHECK CHECK CHECK*

The concept is really good! (The fact Asgore would entrust the souls to another and make them SOUL Protectors, and you still fight Alphys even in the pacifist route, and I sense "things" though not sure what, but it makes me look forward to your lore.) *ChecK* 

It’s a Fell type Universe. (I love Underfell) *CHECK* 

The art is noice!!!! *CHecK* 

I find interest in how characters will interact or encounter each other. *Check* 

I can see the work put into this AU! I see their dedication based from the dates you posted things about your AU. I really look forward to seeing how you continue to develop and make art for your SacredFell AU! With what you’ve shown at this time, I can happily tell you, for me this AU is interesting, there’s potential in many areas, character development, choice of dialogue, different relationship dynamics, personality, world building, plot changes, etc.

I wish I had more to say, I think most of my response here sounded... I think repetitive, maybe some questions were even answered already and I didn't catch it? Though hopefully I conveyed to you that I think you're doing well for what've you've shown thus far!

That's my grand opinion. 😁✨

Also, I found you through graphictale au. 💕💖👌✨

😙 Both ya'll wonderful.