#this was stupid but i couldnt stop laughing at the idea

[jamicha]

voltron au where keith is red/green color blind and tries to board the green lion on several different occasions and being pissed that it won't open up to him while pidge is standing there confused as to why he's just screaming profanities at their lion

[catgirl-or-furry]

I was having trouble with nightmares a bit ago, which stopped when I started listening to horror stories before bed. And as I listen to my horror tale each night, I enjoy the irony.

[privitivium]

ok but how about a dom reader whos always busy (workaholic and shi) x an always clingy n touchy sub yan.

like. reader is never at home. and when he finally come back ends up doesn't paying that much attention to yan, sayin 'im too tired' or going to his home office. eventually being followed by yan cause omfg poor boy is basically starving for a little bit of attention. he still declines yan's pleadings tho

then one day this man shows up earlier and completely EAGER for his yan. idk what more can i say. breeding? degradation? daddy kink? dumbification? what could happen when theyre feeling so fucking needy for each other?

(also i love your writing so so much!!!!!!! <3

workaholic male reader, clingy sub yandere ^ rambles. euugh

dumbification works w either imo, reader fucking lover til hes stupid while simultaneously fucking his lover stupid?!

amab//domtop reader/subbot yandere, cw;; breeding, daddy kink, dumbification xd wanna rework this into a more ,,, eloquent fic. soon. have been busy. i really liked this idea so. will do on my own soon.

workaholic you, growing super distant… obviously making your lover paranoid. because what if you're cheating on him? you aren't, of course - he knows that, but he cant stop those kinds of thoughts from popping into his mind…!!! humping your pillow to ease himself while ur at work, watching the camera feed of you in your office… sigh…. often hearing the dreaded words accompanied by a soft simple pat on his back - not even a kiss... "sorry... please, baby, not right now. i'm too tired." he sobs himself to sleep, knowing you're only providing for him,,,, it hurts!!!

all his worries wash away when you arrive home earlier than usual! concerned, but all the more happy to see you appear in the doorway of your home… breathing ragged, looking all dark and mysterious,,,, the mere sight of you looking all deranged makes him hot and bothered. ignoring the way his dick twitches to life, uhmㅡ

"honey? why are you home so early, sweetheart?” draping himself across your front in a very affectionate hug. he couldnt help himself-! and, much to his delight you were not pushing him awayㅡand practically throwing yourself onto him?!?! hh..h.hh...

there you were,,, grasping his face in your hands, pressing your lips against his so hungrilyㅡ “i need youㅡneed you. need you.” expressing your apparent neediness over and over as you bury your face in the crook of his neck ㅡ he was startled, but so fucking eager to comply? feeling the way your boner presses against him? you were that eager for him just as he is you???,,,,, he nearly faints. tearing up with a now raging erectionㅡ “please, baby, i need you - i need you reallyㅡreally badly-” so fucking happy as he completely smothers you in his love,,,

you don't need to tell him twice,,, throwing the front door closed…,,, leading him to the bedroom, covering his face in kissesㅡeven when there was a perfectly good couch right there to make love on. he won't complain,,,, hes gotten used to the null feeling of toys...,,, so, feeling the very loving embrace of your dick filling him up overstimulates him rather.,,, quickly!!! thinking about how truly awful you are to neglect this pretty litte thing, how could you? so, so very awful.

your darling little lover sobbing on your cock… he's so beautiful - experiencing his love and affection for the first time in forever? berating yourself for being so distant,,, pouring all your frustration at yourself into his flexing taut hole,,,, “mm-misssed you… s-so mu-uch daddy-!” he doesn't seem to catch what he just moaned… too drunk on the feeling of your cock pistoning in and out of him - it feels otherwordly?!

and, i mean. going along with it. with ease, because he deserves everything. especially, anything for your darling lover who just wants affection, your love!!! laughing breathlessly as you piston your hips against his, nuzzling your nose into the side of his head - peppering his face in kisses, “daddy's right here, sweet thing - n-never leaving again, y'hear?” it was… a little odd, but fitting. afterall, you're pumping load after load - breeding him. obviously you'd be the daddy in this situation…,,,,

[kararomanoff]

once upon a time a daddy just wanted her baby

this was written by a minor, if that makes you uncomfortable just don’t read

You are at an archery competition and stay in a hotel where all the other contestants are also staying. Kate Bishop was always your main competition, she was your enemy , but one night you appears at her room door. (G!P Kate)

warning: g!p Kate, daddy kink, rough sex, degradation, pet names, oral sex (r giving), p in v sex

You had done archery since as long as you could remember, your grandpa had been the first person to teach you always spending time together in your grandparents garden practicing, he was your best friend and when your mom who was his daughter died you and your dad moved in with him.

He had always been there for you even when you came out and your dad had shouted of days until he decided to leave your life over it and yet again grandpa was there, he was now all you have, him and archery.

you first met Kate Bishop when you where eleven, you where at your first serious archery competition sitting on the bench waiting till it was your turn when she came up to you and said ''apparently your who im up against to win, your just a stupid little girl your not going to win'' she was 14 at the time and that's how it's been since ; her thinking very little of you and you wanting to prove how good you are.

now sitting in a hotel room in berlin alone trying to figure out why Kate has only ever been horrible to you for these seven years. You had never known or asked why and it made everything hell, you never started doing archery competitively for the competition you did it for the community and for getting friends that had the same interest as you and all she had done had made it something scary, you didn't want to try prove yourself all the time just for her to never change, she is twenty one now and still acting the same as she did at fourteen, its ridiculous.

you need to speak to her. you need to shout in her face and tell her how she made hell out of you life.

she was some where in this hotel, all the contestants are.

you walk down to the reception desk ''hi, i was just wondering if you could tell me what room Kate Bishop is staying in, i need to speak to her'' you speak to the middle aged woman ''are they expecting you?''

''no'' you feel nervous now, what if you cant speak to her

''one second let me call and check its okay for me to give you her room number'' shit there is no way Kate is going to give it to you.

You wait as anxiously as she phones knowing Kate will give you shit for this when you next see her.

she comes off the phone ''she said yes, its room 1457'' you thank the woman for her help and then make you way to Kates room now having no idea what you are going to say or why she is letting you in her room.

you get the door of room 1457, Kate's room, her room. You knock on the door and wait what feels like forever till the door opens. Kate stands there in a shirt and her boxers, you cant help but stare at the outline of her cock and think about how big she is but you stop yourself.

You look back up, her lips held in a steady smirk ''I need to speak to you'' she nods and moves to the side to let you in. Kate sits down on the bed as if you weren't even there as you a stand as far away as you can.

''why are you here little girl hm? isnt it past your bed time''

''mm yeah it is but- what no Kate im 18 i dont have a bed time'' you lie, you did have a bed time that you had chosen but you couldnt tell her that.

''awww you do have a bed time dumb baby, when is it, 7pm?'' she laughs

you feel small when she treats you like this; which is practically when ever she speaks to you. ''no it at 10:45'' you mutter under your breath

''oh look at that its 10:35 ten minute till bed time and you here, do you need me to read you a bed time story? give you some milk?'' you shake your head feeling powerless against her ''come here'' Kate demands softly but you not move ''I SAID COME HERE!'' you walk over to the bed and stand in front of it ''little girl you cant go to bed in your clothes'' she sounds so evil ''Kate i cant do that'' you speak quietly ''you can and you will or i'll make you'' she threats and so you take your clothes off until your left in your bra and panties.

Kate stands up from the bed and walks behind you till towers over you. She presses her front on your back and you can feel her hard dick against you. ''you cant sleep with a bra on, such a dumb girl'' Kate tuts as she unhooks your bra till it slips off ''be a good girl for once and lie down on the bed for daddy'' you do as you told and lie down.

''now daddys going to tell you a story little girl okay'' she sits down at the desk chair and cups her cock through her boxers

''m'kay''

'' once upon a time a daddy just wanted her baby but her baby was bad and wont spend time with her daddy and that made her daddy very sad'' Kate pulls her boxers down till her dick comes out, she wraps her hand around it and start to move her hand up and down ''all the daddy wanted to do was care and teach and give her little girl super special treats but her baby was dumb and kept running away and then... well...'' she stands up to properly take off her boxers ''daddy had to punish her little girl'' you where in shock but also so very turned on it was embarrassing

''come to daddy baby'' you got up and stood in front of her ''your gonna be a good little obedient thing and suck daddys big special treat to apologise for being such a mean bad dumb little girl, open for daddy'' you open your mouth and she shoves her cock inside, you whine never have having a dick in your mouth, Kate know this, she know you where her good virgin and she know that she was going to take that from you and turn you into her fuck toy.

Kate grabbed you by your hair as she started to thrust into your mouth not caring about your whine and moans or the tears running down your face ''fucking take daddys giant cock take it'' her thrust speed up and her grip on your hair tightens ''fuck such a little whore all for daddy, bet your soaked hm? bet your pussy trying to grip onto nothing cause you want daddy in you so much''

''daddys gonna cum and you are gonna swallow every. last. fucking. drop'' and as she says that she cums send it all the way down your throat.

a minute later she pulls her dick out of your mouth, a string of her cum and your saliva going from your mouth to your her pretty pink tip '' take your pantie off and then get on the bed on all fours'' she commands and yet again you do as your told still wanting to prove how good you are.

''look at you doing what i tell you too, did daddy fuck some sense into you little one?'' you tried to reply but anything you tried to say was incoherent.

''this is gonna hurt at first but then it'll really really good, daddy promises'' Kate rasps as she starts to push her length

''mhmm daddy i-'' you moan

''i know slut daddy feels so good'' she then fills you with the entirety of her cock

''so fucking tight for daddy'' she starts to move pretty fast for at first but shes been waiting years for this. You had never given her a break, always being a good innocent girl with the bonus of daddy issues. Kate had lost count of the amount of times she jerked of thinking of her pretty baby, you've always been her pretty baby you just hadn't known. She was going to make you her dumb baby and you weren't going to say no.

you where close already, Kate could feel it; she could feel you squeezing her tight. ''so wet, is this all for daddy little girl?''

''yes daddy, yes all for you'' you where mindless at this point.

''you mine, mine only'' she husk possessively

''only daddys''

''fuck thats right whore'' Kate moans

''daddy i- i feel weird'' you cry out not really understanding the way your body feels.

''let it go baby, cum for daddy'' and then you came feeling so free and overwhelmed and floaty, suddenly thought you feel to much, over stimulated as she continues to thrust into you even faster than before.

'' 's to much daddy'' but she doesn't stop

''but daddy need to cum stupid baby''

'' 'm okay'' you tiredly reply

''fuck daddys gonna cum'' Kate paints your walls white as you whine.

Kate pulls out of you as you blink trying to keep your eyes open ''you did so good for daddy, everythings gonna be okay now i can look after you. sleep little one''

[yanyanfeii]

tending to his wounds

cw: spoilers for dendro archon quest, scaramouche real name, sub scaramouche, dom gn reader, scara receiving, NSFW BELOW!!!

synopsis: you recuse him after the fall, healing his wounds and tending to his other desires ;)

you watch as the “false god” falls quickly from his broken creation. stripped of his gnosis, his heart, he closed his eyes in defeat as he accepted the idea of death. the stone beneath him clouds in smoke as he hits the ground, to his surpise he remains concious, alive. he curses the fact not even death would welcome him. 

you quickly ran over to the ruble, tearing past the travler who stood shoked as Nahida outstreched her arm to stop them from chasing after you. You pant heavily, hands grabbing at the broken stones, throwing them aside as you desperately search for him. you feel a sense of urgency, you had met him before he turned, before he came a shell of himself. your hands ached as the sharp cold tile scraped and tore at your flesh. 

soft breathes moves the gravel from his chest, you lifted up a larger piece of the debre, reviling the one known as kunikuzushi. his eyes were halflidded, staring up, icy and cold. your hand out streched and tugged on his arm. like a puppet he motionless gave into your strenth, sitting up ,head hanging low. “Kunikuzushi.” you utter in fear. you had never seen him like this, a complete devoid of life. “what.” he rasped lowly, it was soft like a whisper on the wind but as heartless as the stone surronding him. you bit your lip, watching his unmoving body. “are you okay?” a stupid question really, but nothing else came to mind that sounded right. 

he laughed airily, though it didnt spring from happiness. the type of laugh that dances the line of insanity from pain. “am i alright?” he repeats almost mockingly, even in such a state he still had the energy to be sarcastic. “im wonderful, stripped of my heart, denied my one true purpose. why would i not be alright.” his shoulders draw up and he shakes his head ever so slightly. your growing frown deepens, your hand reaching out to place itself on top of his hand. he stiffens, eyes darting up to find yours. “what the hell do you think youre doing?” you muster up a smile. “laughing at my defeat? came to rub it in, throw me in a cell? do your worst.” his vocie is laced with venom as his violet eyes darken.

you shake your head. “i was trying to be a friend.” his eyes widen. “a friend? how huomorous.” your brows furrow in mild frustration, he wasnt making this easy. you move closer, sitting down beside him and like a snake he practically recoils away. “i want to help you, you know.” he makes ‘tch’ sound looking up at his broken robot. “i dont need it.” 

all of a sudden his head feels heavy, the room feels like its spinning.. maybe the effects of the fall took awhile to sink in. Scaramouche finds himself groaning softly in pain. ‘i am a weakling’ he repeats in his mind, hand drawing up to craddle his aching head. His back aches where the break from the tubes were left, death would be a releif. his distress does not go unnoticed and you quickly hold him up in support. the purple haired man huffed in protest, too weak to protest. 

your arms slowly wrap around his frail body and you pull him closer top your chest. his attempts to escape you are short. you close your eyes placing your hands on his back begining to heal his wounds. not many people knew you as a healer, something you didnt tend to share. but in this moment you could tell just how much he needed this. slowly the ache starts to lesson, his body warms at your healing touch. his breathing grows more steady as he rests his head on your shoulder and gives in to your touch. 

you smile softly as you can almost feel life returning to his body. melting into your touch like puty. the feeling of another touch, a soft touch filled with care was something unfamiliar and like a drug he couldnt get enough. he sighed deeply nuzzling into your embrace.

you pulled back slightly to get a better view of the man before you, the look in his eyes was pitiful. you leaned in pressing your lips against his, he may not remember you but you remember him. this, something you only dreamed of doing, now realizing how close knocked you threw your inhibitions aside. his eyes flew open, face blooming red as his hands weakly place on your shoulders in a attempt to push you off.

your hand cups his cheek as you press your tongue past his lips, forcing it into his mouth. he whimpers, letting his eyes fall closed. his brows furrow as your other hand tenderly trails down his chest going lower and lower. he shivers against your touch as you pull him closer. your tongues swirl together as you devore his baited breathes. “st-stop.” Kuni moans against your lips, head tilting back, your hand gently rubbing at the fabric of his pants.

his pleas fall on deaf ears, and you feel him grow harder under your fingertips. “they’re gonna hea-hear.” he groans, your hand slipping under the waistband of his shorts, fingers brushing against his pulsing cock.

you loved the sinful sounds that crawled out of his throat, the power he gave you. your hand gently stroked his dick, feeling the warmth of precum fill your palm. his breaths catch in his lungs, biting his lip in a feeble attempt to conceal his moans. “does it feel good?” you tease, voice laced with honey as you nibble on the shell of his flushed ear.

he quickly nods, brows furrowed and hair sticking to his forehead. you take his dick between your hand, rubbing his slit with your thumb. chocking out a moan his hips buck upwards, and his shaking hands grab your face pulling you against his lips. your face flushes at the unexpected forwardness, you feel your legs clench together.

you breath out a moan against his lips, sucking on his bottom lip delicately. your hand moves faster, pumping his cock with rhythmic pase. he cries into your mouth, hips shuttering as he continues to buck into your hand like a dog in heat. “please don’t stop!” you smirk against his lips, hand clenching around the base of his dick.

feeling it twitch in your hand, dripping with precum. he lets out another loud moan, pushing up against you as he comes. your hand continues to caress him, coaxing him through his orgasm. his utters breathless moans, falling forward against your body.

his head on your shoulder, he pants. your hand pulls out from his shorts, and you stare at the mess of cum coating your fingers. you kiss the top of his head. “you did so good.” you praise hearing him sigh happily against your neck.

scooping him up in your arms, you flee the scene. no doubt the traveler heard all that and was just to stunned to do anything. ;)

an: not proofread, hope it’s alright🤍

[tonberry-yoda]

If it's okay, would you be able to write something for BNHA 1A boys getting a shirt with English words that they can't actually read? Their shirt says something that makes no sense or might be inappropriate and has native English speaker!reader laughing

omg anon i absolutely ADORE this idea! thank you so much for requesting it because this one is so goofy and fun! i chose just some of my favorites from class 1A, but not every boy because that would be too much lol. if i didnt get your favorite on here, you can just send me another request specifying! thanks again for the request and i hope you have a lovely day anon!! <3

Class 1A boys with very mistranslated shirts in english

Characters Included - Sero, Kirishima, Bakugou, Denki

Warnings - none!

Notes - (none of the photos below are mine btw) thank you again for requesting!! i loved writing this it was so flippin funny and overall just a fun time! i ended up just doing bakusquad, but if you want me to do a part 2 with more characters, just send over a request! have a great day anon!!! <3333

And don’t forget, REQUESTS ARE OPEN! So if you want to request any writing, please don’t hesitate to ask, but please read my pinned post before requesting! Please enjoy!! Don’t forget to stay hydrated! <3

Sero

when Sero walked into the living area of the dorms, you immediately burst out laughing

everyone turned to you confused all while you were out of breath, nearly falling to the floor in laughter

Sero ran up and tilted his head

"dude, what's wrong?"

when you finally caught your breath, you pointed at Sero's shirt and just started laughing again

he thought he had a stain on it or something and was still confused

when you finally calmed down, you wiped a tear from your eye, trying to breathe

"sero, do you know what your shirt says?"

"huh? no. i just thought the english looked cool. why?"

you held back a laugh

"sero... it says 'chicken harness'" you couldnt help but break out into laughter again while sero stood in shame as everyone laughed at him

didnt stop him from wearing it again though

Kirishima

"what's clickin' everyone!" kirishima walked into the room with full confidence, sporting a new shirt

no one thought anything of it because it was just a shirt, but you tilted your head, reading it over and over again

kirishima ran up to you and showed off the shirt

"cool, huh?!"

you tilted your head again and placed your hand on your chin

"wh-what's wrong y/n?"

"kirishima... do you know what this means?"

"huh? what are you talking about?"

"your shirt. can you translate it?"

"no. i just thought it looked cool."

you giggled and shook your head. "kiri, your shirt says 'hot babe fingers'."

everyone burst into laughter, including kirishima

everyone got a kick out of that shirt

Bakugou

you hold back laughter when bakugou walks into the room wearing a shirt that literally says "turn bandanna"

it simply just looks stupid

but you wouldnt be caught dead laughing at bakugou, so you hold it back best you can

until you let a little snort out

youre already dead, just start writing the will now

bakugou turns to you and cocks an eyebrow

"what the hell are you laughing at?!"

"n-nothing..."

but because you let something out of your mouth, the momentum continues and you burst out laughing

bakugou doesnt find this amusing one bit, but lets you continue until you're weezing out of breath

you look up to find him looking like a disappointed mother

"explain yourself"

you point to his shirt and giggle

"it says 'turn bandanna' and it simply looks stupid"

his face went completely red and he left, quickly changing his shirt never to wear that one again

Denki

you immediately spit out whatever you were drinking when denki walks into the room wearing a shirt that says "salad? no skeleton!"

"oh my god, denki! what on earth are you wearing?!"

you sputtered that out through laughter and denki begins laughing with you

"dude, i kid you not, i was walking in the hall when present mic told me what it said and now I never want to take it off!"

you both burst out into laughter, falling to the floor out of breath

he would be stupid enough to keep wearing it

[rinsoap]

haikyuu men as my icks bc i hate these men sm 👎

inspired by missmeinyourbones !! / not an x reader.

talks in a baby voice bc his mom didnt give him enough attention (me fr) and u feel bad but its literally so bad that u cant help but audibly groan everytime he refers to himself in third person bc "baby wants cuddies 😣"

bokuto... oikawa (on his worst days). lev (ugh i hate lev 👎) kuroo (bokuto rubbed off on him 🙁) asahi.

acts like a mean middle school boy, absolutely ABUSES the laughing cat emoji "thats tuff buddy 😹💀" like STOP IT. he'll jump to touch the door frame or even worse do that stupid fucking thing where he clings onto the door frame and leans his torso forward but his feet stay? why r u built like a bracket ) ???? refuses to wear anything but shorts and a tshirt even if its snowing. he will literally be shivering and is still like "its fine im not weak 😒" and pls do not get me started on the mouth breathing.......

tanaka. atsumu (but he grew out of it eventually!) i am trying to have hope. hinata.

the most pretentious man u will ever meet. he thinks his poetry is groundbreaking but theyre all haikus and all of them can be summed up by "i was the poem..... but she couldnt read 😣💔🥀" like who r u even talking ab ur single ass has one ex from third grade ❌ tries so hard to be witty but is just corny man like wdym u can quote "sniff out a fake nirvana fan anywhere" ????? he will hype up this "underground" song that the "tiktok mob" hasn't "gotten" yet and its why'd you only call me when you're high by arctic monkeys ?

both miya twins..... oikawa. tsukishima (he is of course a fucking prick). semi i rly dont want to believe this but deep down i KNOW. kyotani. kenma.

has the WORSTT fashion sense like he has zero sense of style. im talking fitted sweats or the sweats that are baggy in the crotch area but super skinny and fitted on the legs. he wears full on tech fleece or those ugly fake bape hoodies and calls it y2k like babe....... and what makes it worse is that he's a fashion SNOB. he is insufferable like he thinks he is so cool and has no idea he looks SO BAD 😭

TERUSHIMA (have u even seen him oh my GOD). atsumu (but he actually did grow out of it bc u would not let him live it down). nishinoya. kindaichi... i am so sorry for this but kuroo 🙁

he cannot clean himself for shit 😭😭 like he showers but he just straight up does not wash his ass "but the water runs down it so ???" like it is surprising he even knows what a loofa is. uses one of those dumb ass "8 in 1" IK ur not using ur "shampoo" to wash ur body ❌❌ and his fingernails r always dirty u have no idea how bc whenever u ask he just says "i dont know how they get like thaaat im sooo clean!! 🥺" u already know there's one lie in that sentence its a good bet its ALL a lie.

daichi (it was such a shock tbh but he absolutely ABUSES 3 in 1). atsumu maybe he is a walking ick. terushima (are we surprised?) kenma (he's a gamer duhh). mattsun (until the entire team bullied him for it W seijoh fr 🙏)

[stevie-petey]

LOVING where you’re going with Bug and Steve’s story so far. Looking forward to the next chapter🥰

I have a blurb idea!! What about Bug’s reaction to Dustin being sad at the Snow Ball when all the girls said no to him🥲and her reaction to Nancy dancing with him.

Ps. Sorry I meant to send this as an ask the first time my b😅

thank youuuu <3 n i so wanted to add this scene in but the chapter was already 20k words and i simply couldnt but YES i will happily elaborate on this

enjoy <3

"should i go and dance with him?" you ask nancy, nervously fidgeting with your fingers as you watch dustin, all alone with his head ducked in shame as he stands in the corner and watches his peers. since arriving, hes been rejected again and again by the girls at the dance.

nancy bites her lip, unsure herself what to do. "youre his sister, i think it might make it worse if you dance with him." she confesses with a sigh.

you both watch as dustin walks towards the bleachers in defeat, and it takes everything within you not to run after him. his shoulders are shaking, you know hes holding back tears. he had been so excited for tonight, and now he sits all alone, once again beaten down by peers who have no idea what hes done for them. dustin henderson is a hero, hes saved hawkins, and yet hes treated like a freak.

he deserves the entire world.

"thats it," you cant take it anymore. youre dustins sister, hes your baby brother, how can you be expected to stand as watch as he gets his heart broken? "im gonna go dance with him-"

"no!" nancy grabs your hand to stop you.

you pull at your wrist, annoyed and hurt that she expects you to do nothing as dustin cries. "hes my brother, screw whatever those stupid kids say-"

"i'll dance with him."

you gape at nancy, unsure if you heard her correctly. "you... what?"

"here," she hands you the punch ladle and then wipes her hands, a smile on her face as if this is a regular occurance for her. she fixes her hair, straightens out her dress, and then takes a deep breath. "i remember his crush he used to have on me. figure its time to apologize for how mean i was."

and then nancy leaves. you stare at her, still in complete shock, as she approaches your brother. they exchange words, and you cant help but laugh at how shocked dustin looks as well. nancy takes his hands and marches him confidently through the crowd of preteens and places dustins hands around her waist and they begin to dance.

a few girls sneer at nancy and dustin, which you secretly preen at. serves them right for being little monsters towards your brother. you understand that being twelve is a horrid age, but dustin doesnt deserve their bitterness.

nancy says something that makes dustin bashful and he giggles. his tears have long since dried, and you watch them with fondness. a year ago you envied nancy wheeler and resented her beauty and grace. now, shes dancing with dustin and sending you a wink as he spins her around. time is weird, but youre immensely happy that you somehow ended up here.

you look around the gym. will is with a girl with a nervous smile on his face as they dance together. nancy and dustin are giggling to themselves. max and lucas are shy as they slow dance, and without meaning to, you watch as they have their first kiss. its a short, simple peck, and lucas blushes like crazy, and your heart soars.

somehow, within the five years youve known them, the kids grew up right before your eyes.

then you see mike, and you do a double take when you see that hes with el. shes in a beautiful dress, her hair is done, and she even seems to have some makeup on. you look behind you and see hopper standing outside in the parking lot, smoking a cigarette with joyce, and the two of them share their own laugh. its been a while since you last saw joyce smile, same with the chief, and something warm fills within you. love is weird, and you couldnt be happier that the ones closest to you get to experience it.

as your eyes roam the room, they somehow find jonathans. they always find jonathan.

he points to nancy and dustin and shakes his head, laughing. he knows that your brother will hold this over his head for the next week, but hes happy the kid is having a good night. you giggle, knowing what hes thinking, and shrug your shoulders. itll be a problem for jonathan tomorrow, but tonight you both watch as the girl and young boy dance the night away. both your hearts are warm, each of you feel a deep love for the girl in this moment, and you both marvel at how lovely nancy wheeler is.

as you watch, something tugs at your chest and begs you to turn around. you do, and see steves car slowly driving away from the middle school.

your lips tingle, still feeling his cheek against them. your skin will never forget the feel of his. your promise still lingers on your tongue.

take all the time you need.

time is weird.

so is love.

and youre all the luckier for it.

[knwatchesninjago]

S1E12 The Rise of the Great Devourer

HELLLLOOOOOOOOOOO NINJJAGOOOOOOOOOOO

Look who livessss!!!

Welp i gtg soon so imma just get straight to it, lolll!!

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JIUHYGTFRDDFCGHJBKK

JAYYY

U DO NOT PUT SALT ON THE SANDWICH

and he didn't even put the slat on the inside parts.... he put it on the BREAD?!?!?!!!!

that's it.... im done questioning ninjago

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MY BABBYYYY!!!!!!

Why is he soo tiny? 😭💞

How can Pythor look at that baby and hurt him?

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Ok... time out... I'm back to questioning ninjago again....

WHAT MATERIAL IS THAT ANCHOR MADE OF!?!?

its right above lava....

apparently this volcano is also THREE BAJILLION DEGREES!??!?

ummm... forget the anchor... how in the world did the Destiny Bounty survive?!?!? And the ninjas!?!?

*sighs once again at ninjago logic*

(or the lack of it)

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#Greenie

(boy do i miss my old tag of #Lloydster_Enters_The_Scene.... too bad the lloydster wont be coming back anymore :'( )

OKAY TIME OUT!!!

The deep voice in the beginnng made me cackle 🤣

I was soo set on editing after I watched that, but im on a time crunch due to my bet with my friends soooo...

loll

Also... where are the ninjas' braincells? Who in their right mind would let a 7 year old fly a ship all ALONE??!?

sigh

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#SiblingBonding

Wwhen i ws watching this scene i really couldnt help but laugh when I saw the plank, loll. Dang, Wu... u reallly would make ur students walk a plank? Lolll

But all jokes aside... Kai... you really have some strong feet...

My little gremlin is sooo smalll 😭

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#Stop Discriminating Against Snake-People

Okay... okay.

This is my biggest complaint.

Look I get it that the serpentine are the "bad guys" in this season, but... EXCUSSE ME?!?!!?!?

The only snake that deserves to be punished is Pythor. Actually...no. Even he deserves a break.

No one deserves to be locked up underground. Did you see the cave he was stuck under? It was full of skeletons. And Pythor was the oly one alive....

that has a lot of implications. The guy had to probably eat his fellow snakes in order to survive... the snakes were treated horribly.

Now I dont remember exactly why they were forced underground but if my memory serves me right... was it bc of some war?

But like... I bet there were so many innocent snakes as well, right?

Like looks at these babies:

i'm pretty sure these snakes are ment for comedic relief but stilll... some of them are sooo sweet 😭

And.... Cole..... blackberryy.... u did NOT have to shoot Skales....

Honestly with that kinda blast i have no idea how Skales even survived that, lolll.

Also... WU!!! WHAT THE HECK DUDE?!?!??

WHat was this for??!??

Why didn;t you let Pythor leave?!

Why are you trying to get both yourself and Pythor killed?!?

I know that it was trying to give off the vibe that Wu was "sacrifising" himself or something, but imo, it was just plain stupid.

But then again, im giving too much critizism to a kids show. No kid out there is analyzing the show like i am, so ur off teh hook this time, lol.

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Also... y'all... this mailman deserves the world.

He is so dedicated to his job. Plus he's old.

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I'll leave you with this:

#Never_Pause_Ninjago

lolll

Byeeeee!!! Cya laterr!!! <3333333

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EDIT:

Oh wait!! I 4got to add this:

#My fav quotes

"But Sensei"

"Butts are for sitting"

(excuse me??!? wasn't there a yellow color or something? or am i remembereing wrong?)

"You are like the sunrise, we can not begin a day without you"

Zane sweetiee... ur too precious for the world!! <333

alright byeeee

https://kittenninja14.tumblr.com/post/731916269075480576/hey-yall-i-just-found-this-incredible-video-and

[toastyliltoasts]

Purely A Coincidence

Part 1

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Pairing; Prince!Wilbur x GN!reader

Words; 0.9k (Incredibly short)

About; After being sent away by your mother, abruptly might I add, to a whole new kingdom; a new life, as a physician's apprentice, you run into a complete asshole.

Warning(s); Swearing, One mention of the word bruise, Reader has magic (not the cringey type, no offense, the BBC Merlin type :>), Spoiler alert; Wilbur's the asshole, not proof read :D

A/N; I really dont know what Im doing but I just got this idea to write sort of fic based off of BBC Merlin because Im over here stuffing my face full of ice cream after its ending.. So here you go..

"Come on. That's enough, my friend" you forced a polite smile to the brunette standing infront of you, who was partly confused.

You had been on a supply errand for your uncle Phil, best known as the court physician among L'manberg and the outskirts of the kingdom when you saw a group of people picking on who seemed to be a commoner and, with that information, you could peice together that these 'know-it-all's were, most likely, royals. Especially the one who seemed to be the found leader of this group; an unfathomably tall, lanky-limbed brunnete who was now staring you down. And if looks could kill, you've died the moment you stepped into this kingdom.

"Im sorry, do I know you ?" he asked, eyes squinted yet a lone brow raised.. You chuckled, albeit nervously, with a shake of your head..

"Er- sorry" you offered him your name and a friendly handshake, but the way he delivered his question slightly ticked you off.

"And you're meaning to say that I dont know you ?" he asked with a condescending tone seeping through his words, crossing his arms over his chest and fully turning his figure towards you, your hand just raised there awkwardly until you retract it towards you with a sharp nod to yourself..

"Yeah" you answered, partly confirming your suspicion about him being completely pretentious.

"And yet you called me 'friend' ?" he asked with a sarcastic smile. You mirrored his expression with squinted eyes. Oh, he was definitely full of himself.

"Apologies, that was my mistake" you grinned passive aggressively, you fingertips twitching..

"Very much so" he stood with his hand on the hilt of his sheathed sword, simply resting there and not yet sending any warnings, despite being in civil clothing and not requiring a sword to complete the attire.

"Of course, I've never had a friend who could possibly be such an ass" you spit, still maintaining the 'try me, asshole' expression with a forced smile. Your fingers couldnt help but be clenched into fists, willing yourself not to stir up any trouble infront of the whole of L'manberg atleast for the sake of your uncle. Your mother just sent you here and you cant exactly go back to her after not even a week, not when she was worried about your safety there. Deep breaths, and get out.

"Nor I, one who could be so stupid" he retorted, stopping you in your tracks with just his words.

"Kindly tell me," he paused to mockingly say your name, dragging out the last syllable.

"- do you know how to beg for forgiveness ?" he smirked, amused at your boldness, yet possibly pissed off.

"No" you turned on your heel slowly, replying with the same passive aggression, sending him a levelling look. The air was thick, neither of you willing to apologize or back down.

"Would you like me to lend you a hand with that" he asked sarcastically, to which you chuckled.

"Oh I genuinely wouldnt go further down this path if I were you" you breathily replied, still catching your breath. You force your legs to take yourself away from there, just for him to stop you as the brunnete laughed. He let go of the grip on the hilt of the sword and extended it outwards, challenging..

"Or what ? You going to try something ?" he smirked, mocking you with his outstreched hands. Walk away, walk away now or you're in more trouble than just a few bruises when you get back to physician quarters.

"Come on, what is it that you said you were going to do to me ? Go on, take a shot" he taunted, his curls standing atop his nose in a more patronizing way, as you could feel all eyes on you.

"Come on now," pause.

"Come on," another pause.

"Come ooon" in a blur, you swung at his jaw with precision you didnt know you had before you found yourself, arms pinned to your back and his voice right beside your ear despite the height difference. The crowed jeered as you felt yourself spiraling down your train of thoughts. The only outcome ? You definitely getting sent back to Willowdale by your uncle.

"My felicitations, to the jail for that" you couldnt even tell if he was boasting, just that he was too goddamn loud, as if he was announcing it.

"And what-" you struggled against his grip as it only tightened..

"-do you think you are, king ?" you pushed back against his makeshift restraints. For a pretty lanky looking guy, his grip could almost hold back a herd of elephants, if need be.

"Well, not exactly. Guess we havent met, have we ? I'm Wilbur, Prince Wilbur to put it shortly" he spat through gritted teeth before kicking the back of your knee, resulting in you falling to the ground, still baffled. It certainly would've been nice to know that he was not just a royal and that he was the prince of L'manberg. Well, in short, fuck.

[munsonsamoureuse]

Young Love.

Young Love. 

Billy Hargrove x Hopper!Reader beginning and Eddie Munson x Hopper!Reader ending 

Word Count: around 2250

Trigger warning: Smoking, Drugs, Death, drugs, and all the Normal Stranger things stuff.

POV: You, Hopper’s first born daughter, dated Billy and after the incident you thought you’d never find love again, until a certain Dungeon Master came along.   

‘Billy Hargrove what will I ever do with you?”  You felt his chest vibrate as you both laughed. You  laid on his chest in the back seat of his pretty blue car as you both shared a cigarette. You had started dating just a week or two after he moved to Hawkins, he'd begged you to go to the halloween party with him, and you two had been together ever since. You’d dressed as Sid Vicious and Nancy, both head over heels before the night even ended. 

You had both just gotten off your shift at the pool. 

Moments like this you wouldn't trade for the world. Billy may have been an absolute ass to everyone else in Hawkins but he was so different around you. You understood some of his resentment towards Hawkins, he hated it here. He missed his mom and California where he grew up. He missed when his dad didn't treat him so badly. He wanted to be a better older brother to Max but he couldn't figure out how. He'd spent so much time playing the ass now he just didn't know how he could get people to stop looking at him that way. 

In some ways you got that. You missed your mom too. When she left your dad after Sarah’s death your dad kinda went off the rails. Then he seemed to almost pull it all together when he got Eleven, or Jane now you guess. You liked her, don't get me wrong, you just wished Hopper was that kind of dad to you too. 

You both had an estranged relationship from years of him busting his ass at the station and not having quite enough time for you no matter how hard he tried to make as much as he could. Then El came along and he seemed to have all the time in the world for her. Maybe it makes you a bit more distant than you wanted to be. 

So when Billy came along, a bad boy with an attitude and a dark past kinda like yourself, you couldn't help but fall for him and his stupid grin. Maybe you liked the idea that two halves make a whole, or that in some way you hoped you two could fix each other, but what you definitely knew was you liked having someone who understood you.

You and Billy were just two kids in love.

That is until the mind flayer possessed Billy, had him attack both your sisters and their friends, had him almost attempt to kill you, almost hit you and Nancy with his car, and now as he was about to sacrifice El to the mind flayer, though she was putting up a good fight as always. Throwing herself away from him as they battled on.

Your blood ran cold as you stepped between him El grabbing Billy’s face as he once again tried to get to your sister, who now laid on the ground behind you.  

“Billy Stop Please. Billy, it's me.” Your frantic voice cracked as you tried to snap him out of it. You could hear Steve and the boys screaming at you. 

You held him as tight as you could even as he gritted his teeth, his hand raised to push you off of him all you could do was brace for the impact, but just before he went to strike you something in his eyes changed. 

“Baby?” His voice shook as he looked at you. You smiled as suddenly the mind flayer shrieked behind you both. Billy maneuvered you behind him as he turned to face the beast. 

“You all need to get out of here.” he yelled, when suddenly something shot out of the mind flayers mouth. Billy grabbed it, letting out a heart dropping scream. You hit the floor backing yourself up as arm like tentacles with teeth shot out and grabbed Billy’s sides. 

You watched in horror as the arms lifted Billy into the air, tears now running down your face as the mind flayer stabbed your love straight through the chest. 

You heard Max scream his name. This couldnt be fucking happening. The mind flayer dropped him and you crawled over to Billy and held his face. He looked up with you and flashed you that stupid grin of his. 

“I love you.” He coughed out, the pain on his face scared you the most. One of the toughest men you'd ever known was now covered in blood laying on the ground in front of you. You Kissed his cheek as you put your forehead to his, you’d never felt so helpless in your life. 

“Billy, I love you so much...” You cried. You heard the mind flayer hit the ground behind you. “Billy please. I can't do this without you.” Tears ran down your face as you held him. 

Max came running over to you both grabbing Billy’s shoulder. 

“Billy get up. Billy please get up.” She cried as he turned his attention to her. 

“I’m sorry..’ he whispered to her before he let out a final exhausted  breath. El grabbed you as you fell back. Tears continuously flowed down your cheeks as your sister held you, watching as Max frantically tried to wake Billy up. 

“Billy wake up. Billy get up. Please. Please!” Her voice shook. 

“Billy. Billy.”  She looked up at you and El as her tears finally broke free. You grabbed her and you both held the poor girl as she sobbed. 

Lucus, El, Robin, and Steve dragged you and Max out of the mall as it caught fire behind you. Neither of you was able to tear yourself away from it as the fire burned, knowing you left him behind. 

Three month after the incident you sat outside the Byer’s house as they packed their things. You leaned against Billy’s old car, a gift from his dad with the excuse he couldn't look at it without it reminding him of Billy and how he wanted you to have something you could always remember him by, even though he had already let you take some of Billy’s clothes and his leather jacket after the funeral. You could hear Lucas and Max singing from where you stood. 

Eleven was going with the Byers. Moving to some small town in California. You were staying behind. Hopper had left you the cabin and  with everything that just happened you weren't sure you wanted to leave it behind just yet. 

You hugged your sister goodbye with the promise you'd see her again soon. You hugged Joyce, thanking her for taking care of El for you. Telling her how good you think it'll be for her to get out of here, that Hopper would want this for her. You hugged Will and ruffled the hair on his head. You even gave Jonthan a hug goodbye. 

You watched as they drove away. Holding Max and Lucas as they also watched their friend leave. As the kids rode off on their bikes you sat in the drivers seat of Billy’s car. You looked at the letter from your dad and you cried. The memories of you and him flashing before your eyes. The memories of you and Billy running through your mind. 

God you hated goodbyes. 

SIX MONTHS LATER

You’d spent the first few months getting the cabin fixed up. Steve and Robin had helped you fix the roof and the gang even helped you spruce the place up with some new decor. Photos of the boys and El now littered the wall. Joyce had even left you some odd pieces of furniture here and there from their move which helped make the place feel more homey. 

You'd graduated high school and gotten a job and spent most of your time with your friends, or really mostly with Eddie Munson. 

Eddie Munson had come into your life a few weeks after you’d started visiting Max at her and her mom’s new house. You'd been driving her back and forth to school and taking her to movies and stuff just so you could keep up with her. You knew Billy wasn't the best older brother so you tried to be the best replacement older sister you could be. You told her stories of how Billy talked about how much he wanted to be a better sibling before he died and how he truly did care for her and tried to express it in his own shitty way. 

You hadn't planned on dating anyone again really, but things always did have a funny way of working out.  

You had dropped Max off late one night after a movie when you saw a guy around your age sitting on the porch across from their house. He had long brown hair, was quietly playing a guitar, with a joint hanging out his mouth. 

Eddie Munson, you'd heard of him. Heard he sold to the seniors of Hawkins High and you knew he ran some D&D club that the boys had just joined. You had seen him around school a few times and you always liked his crazy cafeteria rants he'd put on during lunch. 

So you thought fuck it, might as well go introduce yourself and maybe see if he had an ounce or two for sale. You could use a friend…. and a joint. 

When you walked over to him he looked up at you kinda startled. You couldn't help but notice how his big brown eyes and long hair, along with his jacket and guitar, gave him this rockstar look that made your heart burst flutter a little. 

“Hi?” you said in an almost questioning manner. Clearing your throat as you spoke again..

 “You're Eddie Munson right?” You tried to say it a bit more confidently. 

“That is my name, yes hello.” He replied while clearing his throat. You smiled at him as you pulled your sleeves down over your hands. 

“Nice to meet you Eddie.” You blushed 

“Would you happen to have any weed I could buy off you? If not its totally okay I jus-” you started.

“Ah” he interrupted. “And I thought today was my lucky day, should have known a girl as pretty as you wouldn't just approach me for nothing.” he laughed as he set his guitar down. 

“Oh um sorry I ju-” you started trying to apologize for making him feel like you where only talking to him to get something out of him when he once again interrupted you. 

“I’m pulling your leg sweetheart. You’re Y/N right? Y/N Hopper. We had like two or three classes together last year.” He stood up and looked down at you, his hair framed his face beautifully.

“Mmmhm” You replied as you held eye contact with him, you thought of how you could get lost in his eyes. 

“Well lucky for you Miss Y/N, I have some pre-rolls already made up that I think we could come to quite the deal on, and I just was about to light this one up.” He holds up the joint from before between his pointer and middle finger looking at it then back to you. “If you’d like to sample the product before you buy, I’d be happy to share.” His smile made his eyes crinkle up at the sides a tiny bit as he spun the joint around in his fingers. Right then and there you knew you were done for. Eddie Munson had stolen your heart. 

“I'd love to.” You smiled up at him again as he grabbed his guitar and escorted you back into his home.

Little did you know Max was watching you both from her bedroom window. 

Now almost 4 months later you and Eddie laid in your bed at the cabin, soaking in the first few morning rays of the day before you both had start your days. 

You put your arms around his neck as you slightly pulled yourself up onto his chest. 

“After work today I promised Lucas I’d come to his game and then I have to take Robin home since Steve is bringing a date, we could meet back here tonight though.” You spoke gently as he ran his fingers over your back lightly.

“That sounds good to me Princess, after lunch I have a sale,  and then we have the big meet for Hellfire tonight after class. Maybe we can say a quick hello before you take Robin home. Then I can go home and get us something to celebrate with. After that, meet you here?” He spoke as he rested his forehead against the top of your head, placing a kiss or two as he went. 

“That all sounds great to me, love.” You looked up at him and gave him a small kiss on the lips before asking. “ Who is  the sale with? Anyone I’d know?” You felt his chest shake as he laughed. 

“Chrissy Cunningham actually. Cheerleader like two or three years younger than us��� You sat up and looked him in the eyes. Disbelief shown all over your features. 

“Chrissy Cunnngham?! No way!! I used to babysit her back when I was a Junior.” You laughed as he flipped you over so you were under him. His hair falling around your faces. “Little Chrissy Cunningaham smokes now? Crazy.” you looked up into his eyes as he gave you a dopey grin. 

“Never know what's gonna happen next, princess. This world is a crazy place.” He leaned in closer as he said it. Your lips just barley an inch or two apart now as you held eye contact. 

“God I love ya, princess.” He mumbled as you smiled up at him.  

“I love you too, Eddie Munson.” you whispered as he leaned in and kissed you, neither of you having a clue what the next 24 hours would hold. 

Just two people, blissfully in love.

AN: Hope you guys liked this one, I haven't really seen any Billy's ex falls for Eddie yet really so I thought I'd write one myself. If you know of any tag me in them please! Have a nice day!

[simpforchuchu]

I'm knew here and saw requests where open. Kamui is my favorite so I choose him with Fujio's older twin sister ware she goes with him to meet Rao and meets and fall in love with Kamui because you no love at first sight 😉

sorry for my bad English. Thanks in advance

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Kamui x Fujio's Older Twin

a/n: Hii! I love Kamui too 💕 I was planning to wirte a oneshot but i couldnt and made it hcs... So I hope you like it :')♥️

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: none

• Okayyy, we all know how chaotic Fujio is, right?  Fujio's twin is more chaotic than him!

•  She is definitely an energetic, funny and sweet girl.

•  She's certainly the female version of Fujio....

•  When the two of them went to Suzuran together, I think y/n complained for hours that it was a stupid idea.

•  "Fujio ! THIS IS TOO STUPID EVEN FOR YOU ! It is fucking Suzuran!"

•  "Huh? If you're scared, you don't have to come."

•  Yes she definitely came because he provoked her but she didn't get into the fight at first. She doesn't like to fight unless it's necessary...

•  But when she sees Binzo back up, she'll run, kick him hard, and back off.

•  I can imagine Fujio being complaining as everyone stares in surprise

•  "Oi, y/n ! He's my rival."

•  While Binzo thought that everything became more fun with the girl in front of him, Magoroku came first, then Mashii and Kamui.

•  After Mashii stopping everyone, Fujio and he were talking while y/n was watching around with a bored expression.

• And at that moment, something caught her attention.  Someone...

•  She felt a strange feeling when she noticed the boy in the black mask who was staring at her with a sharp gaze.

•  As Kamui looked at her in surprise, she slowly turned her gaze and saw that Fujio was about to leave.

•  "Byee Suzuran!"

•  While everyone remained silent with her cheerful goodbye, Mashii let out a small laugh and went upstairs.

•  Also, he did not forget to give instructions to Kamui

•  "Kamui! Hanaoka Fujio and Hanaoka Y/n... See what you can find."

•  And their second encounter was thus planned.

•  Y/n found the masked boy interesting. He gave her a mysterious vibe and was very curious about what his face looked like.

•  The next day, as she was walking around the school, she noticed that someone was spying the school from behind a wall. As she got a little closer, she was quite surprised to realize that it was the masked boy.

•  This encounter made her happy actually...

•  She was sure he was spying the school for Suzuran

•  As she approached behind him and touched his shoulder, the young boy quickly turned around, grabbed her hand and pinned her to the wall.

• Although the young girl was surprised by the sudden move, she laughed with the boy's astonished eyes, and Kamui let her go

•  "May I ask why you're spying on my school?"

•  Kamui was stunned.  Of course, he wasn't afraid to fight with the young girl, he just didn't want to fight with her.

•  She was a beautiful and cute girl with black hair. But if she was brave enough to come to Suzuran, he could guess that she was a little crazy.

•  The young boy quickly backed away as Y/n got a little closer to him. Y/n chuckled at his scared expression and leaned back against the wall.

•  "I ask again, why are you spying on Oya?"

•  When Kamui didn't answer, y/n smiled

•  "You're collecting information about Fujio right? You could have also asked me directly"

•  Kamui looked at the young girl in surprise and saw that she was serious. Y/n talked about her brother's purpose and how crazy he was, but he was a good person.

•  When Kamui mentioned that he had to leave after a while, y/n nodded and let him go. And she didn't tell anyone about this incident.

•  Life is full of coincidences, after a while, when the day of the fight came, y/n never expected to see that boy again

•  especially in a fight

•  When someone got on top of her and was about to hit her, she was shocked to suddenly see someone throw him to the ground.

•  But what was even more shocking was that the masked boy she had admired for a while was now extending his hand to her with his mask off.

•  She took his hand and Kamui picked her up and smiled.

•  "Are you ok ?"

•  Y/n looked at him in surprise and this time it was Kamui's turn to laugh.

•  "What is it? Couldn't you recognize it without the mask?"

•  Y/n laughed and shook her head

•  "I thought you were pretty cool with the mask on. But you are pretty cute without the mask too."

•  Kamui is ABSOLUTELY A BLUSHING MESS...

•  I think Y/n is just like Fujio and Kamui is shy.So I'm not sure if they'll both be overly clear in their feelings or be able to explain it to each other.

•  But they will show that they like each other with small gestures and little flirtations.

•  I think y/n is much more bold and clear, while Kamui is quite soft

•  It'll probably be certain with a little kiss at a sweet moment before they can even ask out to each other...

•  Although Y/n wants to hide it, curious Fujio will definitely find out but I think Tsukasa or Todoroki will notice before him...

•  On the Suzuran side, I think Kamui can hide it for a long time.

•  When everyone finds out...

•  Suzuran will support this relationship, everyone loves y/n.Especially Raoh.

•  Although Oya supports it, they will definitely tease Y/n for a long time

•  Fujio will be jealous... I'm sure of that.

•  Although he usually argues with Kamui, he's definitely happy because his sister is happy :')

[blueeandyellowmakesgreen]

so @strangeswift gave me a writing prompt of will bonding with someone through art, and mike getting jealous and i got.. uh.. carried away 😁😁

anyway, hope you enjoy it!!

will finds himself painting a lot lately. due to their, er, current situation, it was hard to find the best art materials, but he guesses it was a perfect opportunity to try out more sketching just to get it out of his system.

he sits on an empty bench near hawkins high, currently waiting for mike to finish his volunteering shift. mike actually asked him to stay with him, but he insisted he needed some fresh air alone. he tried to ignore mike’s hurt puppy expression and the somber way he said ‘oh, okay.’ as he requested it.

he didnt know what he was drawing. he practically had two full pages full of scribbles that amounted to nothing, that it led him to exhale out of frustration. he places the crumpled pages close to him so he makes sure to properly throw it later. he hated not being able to make things. it was the only way to keep him distracted from his thoughts, but his mind just decided…not to cooperate. the brain’s funny like that. will’s brain is funny like that. he had the biggest art block since the entire world ended and all that could occupy his mind was his stupid unrequited crush. so sue him for not making the creative juices flow enough.

that is, until he sees a particular guy at his proximity. he looked like a student, and he was talking with his friends. he seemed cheerful, a bright spirit with the way his laugh projects from where will was sitting. long, curly hair brunette, with kind eyes. he was wearing an oversized polo with that was effortlessly tucked into his shorts. if will was staring any longer like a creep, he could have sworn he saw piercings under his nose too.

and before will knew it, will draws a stroke, then two. it didnt take long until he was drawing a wisp of the boy’s hair, building it up. absentmindedly, his hands begin to move on its own as he puts in a couple of short strokes in a certain area. the lines lead to a nose with a strong bridge. he transitions to putting quite some detail in the subject’s lips, and then the kind eyes will took in great detail of.

just a couple of details, some subtle shading and… done.

will marvels at his new creation, and he found it hard not to stare. mostly because he couldnt believe he was capable of drawing something this good. he believed at least, that it was enough to capture this person’s beauty, that was worth something. and even if he’s the only one he’d think that, he’ll hold it close. he lets himself be proud of this one.

‘’tsk. damn, i knew i was attractive, but…’’

will jumps at the voice behind him. as if on instinct, he swiftly fumbles to close his sketchbook and set it aside. his head darts from his sketchbook, to the guy behind him.

and after a few short glances, will concludes this is not just some guy. this was the guy who he was just fucking sketching in public and now he has no idea how to get out of this situation that doesnt make him seem like a creep.

but he also found it rude to leave the guy hanging overall. he takes a deep breath. whats the harm in digging the grave a bit deeper?

‘’h-hey, uh.. listen about this...i dont normally do this. draw like this in public.’’ will manages to croak out. smooth.

the boy’s kind eyes smile. ‘’but im just soo handsome that i broke that habit out of you? im flattered.’’

‘’i-im sorry, i didnt mean to freak you out. let me just..’’ will stammers, in the process of tearing out the paper where the sketch is. before he starts to crumple it, the boy suddenly holds will’s hand. will knew it was to stop him, but the fact a boy is holding his hand thats not a threat in any way is making his brain short circuit a bit.

‘’before you do that..can i see it?’’ the boy asks earnestly. will could only stare, incredulous. ‘’come on, its my face. i at least have a right to see it.’’

‘’it-it’s not really that good.’’

‘’ill be the judge of that.’’ he smirks, and gently takes the sketch off of will’s hands. he leaves him with a flirtatious smirk leaving will flushed.

he then turns his gaze onto the paper and continues to look at it for what seemed like an eternity for will. he scans his face for a reaction, but it looked like the boy was still making his final verdict.

will was dying. he didnt know why he cared about the opinion of this boy so much, but he did. hell, something must have possessed him, because the last time he drew a boy he found pretty was mike wheeler and he was basically his muse. he felt like he was betraying mike somehow, even if he never actually told mike he was the constant subject of a of his paintings.

will wanted to jump off a cliff from this humiliating revalation.

‘’you’re amazing,’’ the boy’s booming voice brings will back to reality. ‘’i love the way you shade. you brought out my features so well in a way thats you. like from this piece alone, i can tell what your distinctive art style is, and that is insanely difficult to pull off. you should be proud!’’

will finds himself at a loss of words from the sudden compliment. he has no doubt his face is as red as an apple right now. all he could do was nod rapidly, and mutter a simple thanks. the boy attempts to flip a page, only to look back at will with a look asking for approval. will nods again to accept. one person looking at his sketchbook couldnt hurt, right?

..until he reaches the forbidden page where its full of mike drawings. he feels his cheeks glow red again, heart rate beating. he cant believe he forgot that was even there. this is why he doesnt let people see his stuff! its all of his feelings in one page!

however, he wasnt met with a look of disgust. just curiosity, and softness. ‘’these are all great. i can see youve been experimenting with a lot of mediums here; acrylic, charcoal. have you tried oil?’’

‘’oh.. yeah. oil is a little new for me. im meaning to get better at it though.’’

‘’good. its good to be an all rounder.’’ the boy says enthusiastically as he flips more pages, the beaming look of genuine awe never leaving his face. more pages of his sketches of mike show up, and will intends to coil himself into a ball until he shrinks to nonexistence.

‘’i notice you draw this guy a lot. is he someone you like?’’

will freezes.

the boy closes the sketchbook, waving his hands in the air. ‘’no, no, shit! um…dont worry. dont worry, okay? fuck, i keep forgetting it’s…’’ the boy sighs. will starts to get confused at his reaction. why was he taking this so strongly?

‘’im…i didnt mean to scare you. its just.. im.. i mean, if you are..’’ the boy continues to stammer, and will feels himself lean closer.

could he also be..?

‘’m-my boyfriend. im an artist too, actually. and i tend to draw him a lot.’’ he finally lets out, his hand gently caressing will’s sketchbook and brings it back to him. ‘’its normal.’’

‘its normal.’

its normal.

will repeats it to himself like a mantra.

will holds out a breath he didnt know he was holding. he smiles widely. god, hes actually meeting someone who’s just like him. unfortunately taken, but wow.

we do exist.

‘’well..he’s not my boyfriend though.’’ will mutters, playing with the spirals on the top of his sketchbook. his smile drops once he says it. ‘’mike-his name is mike- has a girlfriend. well, had a girlfriend.’’

‘’oh fuck.’’

‘’.. who just so happens to be my sister.’’

‘’oh fuck.’’

will finds himself smiling at his reaction. yeah, he knows his situation’s the worst, but at least he can get a kick out of how people are taking it. ‘’yep.’’ he replies popping the ‘p’ at the end.

‘’im sorry, man.’’

‘’its okay. all i wanted was for us to be best friends again. but lately, i feel like…we aren’t anymore.’’

‘’why do you say that?’’

will still finds it strange and shocking how he’s openly telling someone about his definitely not straight feelings to a stranger, but in all honesty he never felt safer in his life. so he finds it in himself to continue.

‘’i-i don’t know,’’ will scoffs. ‘’i don’t even know what i did. we’re at such a.. weird stage in our friendship right now that i dont even know what we are. first he ignores me for her, now when he broke up with her, hes running back to me spouting about he wants to be friends, and now hes gone back to fixating over her and ignoring me again. like… i feel like’s playing with me. and i hate myself for it. i should get angry, but all i can do is accept when he runs back to me, even if its so unfair. because unfortunately, ive been in love with this stupid guy for as long as i can remember, and i feel stuck.’’

will presses his lips to a line, and closes his eyes. before he knew it, tears slowly started to come down. and now he’s crying to a stranger. great! ‘’sorry. i never.. met someone like me before, so this is..’’

‘’dont apologize, alright man? i get it,’’ the boy says as he gently rubs will’s back. ‘’this is huge for me too.’’

‘’how did you know? weren’t you worried i was going to..be disgusted, or something?’’ will asks.

he shrugs. ‘’i dont know. there’s something about you. about me. we just know, right?’’

will wipes his tears and sniffs. ‘..yeah. right.’’

‘’and concerning your friend…’’ the boy smiles gradually. ‘’don’t give up.’’

‘’what?’’

‘’after what you told me? something tells me its.. not over between you two.’’

before will could inquire any more, a gentle but tight grip lands on his shoulder. he turns around, it was mike. ‘’hey, sorry for the wait. you good?’’

‘’oh, yeah.’’ will turns to the boy with kind eyes with a big grin. ‘’im really glad i met you.’’

the boy grins back. ‘’me too! is there any way we can keep in touch?’’

‘’yeah! yeah, let me just..’’ will tears a small piece of paper from his sketchbook and starts writing his number down. before he could continue, he turns to mike with an apologetic look. ‘’sorry for this mike, give me 2 minutes.’’

‘’sure, whatever.’’ mike says flatly, not even looking at will. he was crossing his arms, his demeanor all grumpy.

okay, weird. did something happen back in the school?

will finishes writing the number and gives it to the boy. ‘’this is at the wheeler’s place, but we’re just staying over there. you can just ask for me.’’

‘’i mean i would, but i dont even know your name.’’

before will could open his mouth, mike takes over for him. ‘’his name is will. what’s yours?’’

what seemed like an innocent question sounded very threatening and condescending to everyone else.

he squints before answering. ‘’my name’s ty. yours?’’ he asks rather teasingly. will is so lost, because ty is looking at mike like he’s an open book, and he knows the chapters like the back of his hand.

‘’mike. mike wheeler.’’ he extends his arm for a handshake. ty reaches out to accept it but once he reached a glimpse of contact, mike pulls back immediately as if he was burnt. ty doesnt seem too bothered though. if anything, he feels like he was expecting that. ‘’ahhh.. so you’re mike.’’ ty says with one side of his lips curving upward.

will felt the tension rise. he did not like it.

mike clears his throat. ‘’will, we need to go. curfew, remember?’’

‘’since when did you care about curfew?’’ will smirks.

‘’i don’t,’’ mike rolls his eyes. ‘’honestly, i just wanna go home.’’

‘’okay, okay.’’ will obliges. he takes one last look at ty, who was giving the two a knowing look as they walk away. again, weird. what the hell does ty know about them after a 10 minute conversation?

he then turns back to mike whose back was more slumped than usual, walking a little faster than will. will jogs up to catch up to him.

‘’so, how was your shift?’’ will asks awkwardly.

‘’it was fine.’’

‘’..mike, did something happen? because you seem a little…’’

‘’im fine, will.’’

‘’..okay.’’

the atmosphere was very tense now, and will didnt want to escalate it further than it has. he knew mike was already drifted away, and he did not want to make it more complicated. he got the message, theyre not that close anymore. done.

but mike suddenly stops in his steps, which makes will do the same. ‘’mike?’’

‘’will.. did you.. draw him?’’

will has been turning red a lot today lately. ‘’w-what?’’

‘’that.. guy. did you draw him?’’

‘’i.. did. did you see that?’’ will yells at himself, beating himself up internally for drawing in public, for putting his heart out on his sleeve. curse one cute guy for making him submit. he feels mike walk closer to him. his heart beats rapidly. this was it. he was mentally preparing for mike to hate him, tell him he’s disgusting, and that he never wants to see him again.

‘’do you draw me?’’

‘’what?’’

‘’i know you draw me with the rest of the party, with.. dnd stuff but..’’ now it was mike’s turn to fumble in his words and mannerisms, and will has no fucking idea on why, but by god was it adorable to watch.

‘’i just wanna know if you drew me too. like, just me. portraits, you call it?’’

after what you told me? something tells me its.. not over between you two.

it was that one recalling of a conversation that made will feel a little bit bold that day. ‘’..yeah. lots of times, actually.’’ will looks down with a shy smile on his face.

‘’good.’’ mike whispers.

‘’huh?’’

‘’fuck. nothing. um…okay. cool.’’

‘’yeah.. cool.’’

…

‘’will you be drawing him more than..me?’’

will cannot believe what he’s hearing right now. did the universe just decide to fuck with him today? is he getting targeted right now? a sick, cruel joke?

will doesn’t think so, because all he sees right now is mike. the mike he misses. the mike who talks to him all gently, who’s himself. nervous, wreck of a human being mike wheeler. mike wheeler, the love of his life. forever the subject of his paintings.

will looks up at mike, and their eyes lock.

‘’not possible.’’

[smolcuriouskitten]

Starter for @divcrse : Forget me Not

Roxie didnt make many friends, in fact she was often against the idea. 'Nobody can deal with my craziness' she would say which is a stance she held. Until she met Manshik, who seemed to be the puzzle piece that fit perfectly with her chaos. She had her suspicious but considering he didnt run off when she told him about what she did for work, that was enough for her.

Of course, her life didnt stop even when she met new people. Given how she had to assist Furball, her 'host' with her stupid touring and stupid career. As she was away, she heard of a major accident. Laughing it off, she knew her friend couldnt get himself into trouble right?

"Hey idiot, I hope you are okay over there. Heard of some accident that happened, you good though right?" She asks and her heart drops once he gives a clueless response. "Wait you are pranking me right? You cant be serious."

[hartmannyoukaigirl]

attack on titan's ending is just. so so stupid.

as of writing this, i have calmed down from my fury after witnessing the astronomical bullshit also known as season 4 and Especially the two movies at the end. But clearly not enough because the sheer betrayal i feel pierces through my heart and it. hurts. why did the author do this? we had such a good relationship... attack on titan is such an old anime and so mainstream that everyone and their mother watched it. i just hadn't watched it fully so i thought to

rewatch from the very start and experience what once was a 10/10 unironic masterpiece of fiction that... made me discover and dive deep into the anime world as a newbie. as an irl newbie too i literally was 8 years old ( a bit Young to watch extreme death and murder but god did i love it. it was new and unique and it felt real unlike anything else i watched at that time. and also, ive always been edgy )

i just. can't explain the sheer greatness of the first 3 seasons even if i wanted too. the thing is the anime IS too painfully real and it's such a great story with a greater idea and it.. was apparent that the author knew what he was doing. that he was writing the story with a purpose.

in season 3 i genuinely wailed when THE EVENT happened where i hadn't cried that much in easily 5 years or more. It was dramatic and tense and horrible and yet. it was for a great cause.

AND THEN THE BULLSHIT OF SEASON 4 HAPPENS

HOW

COULD SOMEONE RUIN THEIR BELOVED MANGA OF 10 YEARS THAT HIT WORLD WIDE FAME SO EASILY AND WITH SO MUCH CONFIDENCE.

I GENIUNELY DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT KIND OF ACID THE AUTHOR TOOK. The characters felt so weird and bad and ESPECIALLY ARMIN WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO HIM other than the obvious he geniunely wasn't any more useful than a stone on the street or a sack of potatoes. no, seriously what. after the events of season 3 and him becoming such a big favourite character to me he just became... while we are on that topic how the hell did every interaction he had with eren especially in tense moments go so hard and in the final movie it was... worse than the shittiest fanfiction you could imagine. i geniunely was just laughing at it it was so absurd this is the exact type of things i see on wattpad and yet it is CANON? AND THE ENDING OF A DECADE OLD SERIES THAT EVERYONE GREW UP WITH.

I Absolutely did like eren killing every non eldian however things got a bit annoying. I really didnt like his personality after its shift when he touched historia's hand and having finished the anime i Understand what happened but it left a really sore taste in my mouth. and the ending speech where he came true about why he was acting like that just made me cringe. i missed the old eren. and old armin. :"( however, admittedly

i like that mikasa FINALLY got some semblance of personality in season 4. she didnt scream EREEEEEEH every 5 seconds and Actually stopped mentioning him 24/7 and only existing by his side, actually, a big reason i didnt like that season was bc eren was ?? ? ? god knows where most of the time but the positive of that is that mikasa has... independent moments. ikr. i couldnt believe my mind.

actually after writing this i feel alot calmer, just hours ago i wanted to strangle the author with my bare hands but it is whatever i guess. i predicted this anyways because the first 3 seasons where bombshells upon bombshells and literally everything was perfect. and nothing is perfect and all humans are a proud of a sin and inherently could never rise that far. so it is fine, the author did good for 11 years without breaks to always work on the manga. he couldn't have done everything after all.

i miss the old attack on titan, and i sort of wish i hadn't finished it and instead left it as this perfect anime that was all sparkly and cool and emotional and well written but... alas. :(

somehow, the anime was better when they still remained inside the walls. im not even sure what should've happened, but it definitely wasn't that.

[vivigirl222]

a deaf tone - eddie munson x reader

CHAPTER 2

the next morning was very awkward, you still couldnt believe what happened last night, but when you smell your cheerleading outfit and trace the bruises he left from his rings, you had to believe it.

all night you couldnt stop thinking about him, how he touched you, how he kissed you, and how he looked at you. all you thought about was him, nothing else, and you still thought of him all through cheerleading practice, he just couldnt leave your mind.

the talking and chattering echoed in the locker room, girls doing their makeup in the mirrors and spraying eachother with perfume.

when you changed to your normal clothes you made sure to cover the bruises along your waist, making sure no one got suspicious, and thank god no one saw.

you were zoning out, putting your gym clothes back in your locker as your bestfriend walked up to you and tried talking to you, you ignored it till you heard his name.

"is it true you were with eddie munson last night?" she gossiped, planting a smirk on her face, her bright blue eyes widen right at you.

your attention went straight to her, your heart raced and your palms turned sweaty.

"linea, last night me and you were at the game." you stubbornly said, hinting to her to be quiet

"yeah, and you disappeared and some girls are talking about seeing you two outside together and in the halls." she stated, she seemed very serious by the way she looked at you but also she looked like she wasnt mad

"i have no idea what they are talking about," you eye her "i did run into eddie yes, but i didnt say anything to him, i ignored him." you lied, you didnt want to take any risk of the truth getting out, even though she mightve not even cared

"alright, i believe you." she shrugged.

you felt bad for lying to her but you didnt want anyone to know yet still talk about it, you and her have been bestfriends since grade school and she really cares about you and always kept your secrets, its just this secret was different then any others.

you closed your locker, and sighed. your heart still raced and your cheeks turned red.

"you good?" she sounded concerned yet very caring

"yeah its just," you turn to look at her again, you both started to walk out of the locker room. "why are people even starting rumors about something that didnt happen?"

"because people are assholes," her long blonde hair glazed along her back every step you and her took, you and her laugh with eachother

now you felt really bad for lying.

you both still made your way to your first period, since you guys had english first thing in the morning together. every step you took was another raging thought of eddie, you didnt even think you could make it through school. you felt like everyone was staring at you, that every conversation had your name mentioned as you walk by them, you looked around nervously till you saw him walking pass you and linea.

you stared at him, and he definitely noticed. you felt this pull on him, the need to be near him, yet he showed no interest in you.

"y/n we have to get going cmon." linea said locking your arm with hers, pulling the attention you set on eddie onto her.

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two weeks pass by, you tried and tried getting eddie out of your head, you tried avoiding every hall he took, avoiding eye contact with him in the cafeteria, avoiding a situation that involved him in it, but it was so hard. he always knew how to get everyones attention, especially yours.

it worked for awhile, you stuck with linea and the rest of the popular crowd, you never talked to him since that night, you couldnt even handle the thought of him yet even pass by him on the way to english.

but he still liked to cloud your mind, he lived in your head. every dream had a little piece of him in it.

you hated him, you hated thinking of him, his smile, his tattoos, his lips, his eyes, his stupid hair, you hated the way how he looked when he smoked, and hated the way he touched you, and kissed you, and made you think of him 24/7. you hate him.

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it was friday night, the clock on your bedside table showed the numbers 12:08 am, the clouds started to form, wind knocking on your window, and the moonlight shined through your room, your bed felt cold and weary. your head flooded with thoughts of him, you couldnt sleep anymore. you needed to see him again, you need to give him a piece of your mind, you needed to tell him how much you hated him, and how you cant stop thinking of him

with a frustrated groan and a yawn followed by it, you got up, you needed to get him out of your head, involving a choice you know will make everything worse.

you grabbed a set of clothes and made your way out your bedroom. your parents were asleep, and their room was across from yours. they never really were there for you, instead they were never really home at all. if they were they would only like to give you shit because they hated themselves.

you quietly went down your big flight of stairs, with a creek following every step, causing you to clench your fists, your heart to race, and your shoulders to rise.

your house was surprisingly not that dark in the middle of the night, the moon directly shined above your house, so you could see where you could step and go.

you left your house, you had your own bike outside, leaning against your house and thought about taking it, and eddie didnt live that far away from you so you took it.

you sorta knew where he lived, you always overheard your friends talking about getting drugs from him at his trailer in forest hill trailer park, you didnt know exactly what his trailer looked like but youd know if you saw it.

considering it was the middle of the night, you had doubts he wouldnt be awake. but also you knew other people came to his house before this late.

you finally arrived at the trailer park, it took you about five minutes. you slowed down a little bit so you could look around and spot his trailer, and there it was. you knew it was eddies trailer because of his van parked out front, his stupid van that he drive to school.

you approached the front of his trailer, you walked up the small steps outfront leading to his door, you noticed the lights were on so he had to be awake.

you took a deep breath to calm yourself down and recite what you were going to yell at him for, maybe for how much you just couldnt stand him.

you knocked on his trailer door

you started fidgeting with your fingers, it was a way to make you feel collected.

you pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, and heard someone walk to the door, your posture straightened, your breathing became a little more intense than calm. you wiped your lips, and a glare was followed by it.

the door opened and eddie was revealed behind it, he had a cigarette between his two soft lips. he stared blankly at you, as you stared up at him, staring at his lips.

"can i help you?" he asked, he seemed very confused, i mean so were you, you didnt even know why you came here, you just needed to see him just a glimpse, just something, and thats what you were getting, instead a whole show. you saw him wearing a baggy shirt with a long u-neck revealing his sort of tattoos, and his hair looked exactly the way it did when you touched it, it was still curly and messy. his eyes still looked at you the way they did that night. the same lustful eyes, the same ones you hate.

he still looked at you waiting for a response, you stood there you didnt know how to respond yet react. your fingers intertwined together and you took a deep breath and looked at him.

"hi." you let out, your voice echoed through the wind, as it started to get more agressive.

the clouds in the sky formed and covered the sky, loud roaring in the far distance, dogs outside trailers barking following it.

"you need something?" he took a puff through his cigarette and blew the smoke away from you.

"yes i do." you stuttered, you thought this was going to be easy, but it was so hard. but all you wanted was him but get him out of your head, all you needed was a good night sleep without thinking of kissing his soft lips and tracing your fingers along his tattoos. god you hated him so much.

he raised an eyebrow, his jaw clenched and rested. he kept one hand holding the cigarette while his fingers on his other hand fidgeted with his rings on the same hand.

"i was here to.. uh." you couldnt let out anything, not even a full sentence, just the way of him looking at you made a loss of words and thats what made you mad.

"it looks alot like youre running back to me, sweetheart." he smirked,the same playful smirk he gave you all those nights before, making your heart drop and sway

your eyes widened at him, he knew that got you and it got you good, your cheeks turned pink and your palms turned sweaty causing you to place them above your chest holding them together so he would rarely notice, you gave him a glare.

"look im not really interested in being a little toy in this game of yours sweetheart." he hits another drag of his cigarette before placing it into the ashtray by his front door, you looked at him up and down. you didnt want to play him, you wanted to win him, you wanted to give him a piece of your mind, you wanted to show him and tell him to leave you alone, leave your mind alone.

"im not here for anything like that, i swear." you slowly let out, your voice was very calm and delicate, like a doves feather, different than the tone that you just gave him, he made you mushy inside, softer. god why is he like this? why does he have to make you feel this way? you hate him? right?

saying that, eddie believed none of it. he looked very annoyed and confused, if that can be an expression all at once he certainly made it work

"i just uh...i uhm" you broke eye contact with him, and looked away, to the floor, then to the trailer next to his then back at him, he raised an eyebrow, signaling you to continue what you were going to say.

"i cant stop thinking about you, and your stupid face, and i hate you." you bit your bottom lip, and looked away from his gaze. you tried so hard to look confident and independent but it was so hard, all he had to do was give you his stupid glare and your knees weakened in seconds

"thinking of me?" his voice trailed to the back of his throat, he stopped and smiled at you, your eyes still not looking at him.

"well.." he starts to say, his voice felt more raspy and warmer, he looked away from you only for a second, you kept your stare on him.

"it doesnt look like you hate me." he tilted his head to the side, smiling. playing with you, you hate how he did that, you hate every single thing about him

you gulped, still staring at him, looking up at him, as he looked at you. his head to the side and an arm resting against the door frame.

"well i... I do, I do hate you." you stuttered, he looked over at you with a smirk planted on his face, you looked at him, lost in his eyes as he looked like your eyes were a book, he read them.

he leaned over to you, hovering. your noses grazed upon each other, lips almost touching. your cheeks turned red, "oh yeah?" he licked the top of his lip while smiling, knowing he has you in his control.

"and i hate you more." he followed with his playful and lustful smirk and that was when you had enough, you went in for a kiss, your lips glazed against his, you felt his tongue, causing him to jerk his head back a little, he cupped your face. his cold rings touched your heated skin, just how you liked it. he backed up a little, signaling for you to follow him inside, so you did. he placed one hand on your hips, and turned you around. his back now faced the door as yours faced the rest of the trailer. still kissing, he shut the door with the hand that was on your hip.

your chest was against his, feeling his heart pound through his chest, you matched his breathing and panting.

you and him let go of the intense kiss, a string of saliva still connected between you, he looked at you. most likely at a loss of words.

you both went back in for a kiss, your hand was in his hair as his was on your neck, and his other was digged in your hip, his rings matched the bruises that he left from them. you placed a groan between the kisses, telling him that you REALLY liked it, and he smirked between the kiss, his hands landed on your ass, he picked you up. your legs twisted around his waist, as your kiss was still connected as were your bodies. his body was so warm.

he placed you on the counter of his kitchen, giving you butterflies just like before. he leaned out of the kiss, causing it to stopped, he looked at your lips and placed a smirk on his face while his tongue was set between his teeth. you kept staring at him, you wanted more.

"i thought you hated me, baby?" he flirted, you looked at him, your back arching as one of your hands were placed directly on his tattoo on his chest, as the other was now playing with his rings on his hand that was on the counter.

"i hate you even more now." you say diving back in the kiss, he gave his same smirk and dove in the kiss.

his hands trailed along your body, tracing your figure, putting his hands in your shirt, making you shiver feeling his cold rings touch your skin. he licked his lips in a way that he wanted to devour you, but this time he could really make you feel good.

he kissed your neck, his hands rested along your hips, your legs still wrapped around his waist as you sat on his kitchen counter. you arched your back letting out a few moans as he kissed the soft spot on your neck.

you let out a moan causing him to smile as kissed your neck. he really knew what he was doing and he was really good at it, he traced his left hand on your thigh, raising it slowly. but he had your attention on something else, you wanted to go farther so bad but if you continue you wouldnt be able to stop.

his hand reached the waistband of your pants, his finger locked between them and he started to remove your pants and your panties at the same time, he backed out of the heated kiss again, "would you like me to go further, princess?" he panted. you nodded your head slightly, you knew what you were getting yourself into. and hell you were already horny and rowled up.

he picked you up again, his hands rested below your ass and your legs were sill around him, your arms hanged around his neck as he carried you to his room. this time it was more heated than the bathroom, he had more power in his room, the way he liked it. you kept kissing him even more now, more intense.

still kissing you he layed you on the bed, he was on top of you between your legs. he placed a hand on your cheek and his left hand traveled down to your pants, he hooks his fingers inside your panties and pants and strips them off your body as fast as he could, his hands start to go near your pussy even closer now, tensing up your body. he slowly twists his wrist around so he could use his fingers as more of a guide, and stroke you. you let out of another moan, feeling his sexy hands inside you. he beings his fingers up to your clit, he started doing teasing you in a circular motion on your clit, paying more attention to your body so he could take note. he added a bit more pressure as he kept doing it, "feel good baby?" he asks you, admiring how you looked on his bed, moaning his name, gripping on his sheets...

you felt a wave of pleasure throughout your body, which made you close your eyes and jolt your head back.

he slowly slips his middle finger in the entrance, causing you to moan more in delight, you bit your lip trying to stop yourself from moaning his name. he bit his lip, pumping his finger inside you slowly in and out of you down to his knuckles. "f..fuck eddie!" you scream, causing him to smirk at you, licking his lips at you. he added his ring ringer to join his middle one that was already inside you, you winced as he added the other finger inside you.

"you look so hot right now y/n." he sighs, thrusting his fingers inside you, you tried making out words which only came out as a whimper. "you feel so good around my fingers.." he tells you

you felt the the beginning of  your orgasam building up in your stomach,  making you grip his sheets and arch your back, making him notice. "y..your f..fuuckk." you struggle to say, he smiles at you and beginned to curl his fingers inside you. "eddie!" you screamed his name, he felt so good fuck you cant hate him anymore. "k..keep doing that.. ohh uh ah." you moan, arching your back a little even more and putting your fingers in his hair, while rolling your hips. he obeyed you, he found you so sexy in this moment. you moved his fingers in a "come here" motion

"cum for me princess." he says, leaning over you, wanting to get a better angle of you.

his trick worked, because it made your head slamming back on his bed, "eddie.. h...holy shit, yes!" you gasped, he kept smirking at your face, knowing he got you good, noticing your eyes roll in the back of your head.

he moved his thumb into your clit, as he sped up his fingers, you grabbed his waist as extra support. "f..fuck.. eddie." you whine

"you look so gorgeous around me y/n." he said in a teasing tone. he kept thumbing circles around your clit while you moaned, while he was still fingering you. "cum for me baby."

you felt your orgasim tighten, almost about to explode, and he definitely could tell by the look on your face and the way you gripped onto his hair. so he didnt slow down, instead he went even a big faster. "i know you want to cum baby, cmon." he cooed more teasingly, going even faster

your back arched even more, and you found his wrist and squeezed it as well as you did with his sheets, small and loud moans and pants came out of your sweet little mouth, just like he liked. with one more moan of eddies name, you came.

eddie notices and gasp, pulling his fingers out of you as he saw a stream of cum coming out of you and onto him and his bed. he was stunned and mesmerized. you then snapped back into reality as quick as it came

"still hate me darling?" he sighs meeting your face, hovering over you. his hair dangled around you

"even more." you grab his head and brought it down more to you, kissing his soft lips.

and he kissed you back, having his hands cup your face, your stomach made you feel like you were floating as it twisted and turned.

your hands cupped a fist of his hair, his curly black hair that made you shiver every time a strand touched you. he stayed between your legs, his chest hovered over yours, his waist touched yours. his hard denim caressed along your bare legs. you raised a leg and laid it on his back. still kissing him you traveled your hand down his body, and down to his pants tugging on his waist band, teasingly.

he looked down at you playing with the belt holes along his jeans, you looked up at him as he looked at you, your eyebrows raised at him signaling him that you wanted to go further

"i should get you cleaned up." he licks his top lip, you hated when he did that, he looked cute while doing it.

you lean in his ear, tugging his shirt to bring him closer to you.

"why dont you show me how you are in bed, munson?" you whispered in his ear, he looked at you where his ear was, staring at you

"i really dont think we should."

"why not?"

"if i go any farther i might not be able to control myself." he sighs, putting his hand back in his hair, moving it out of his face

"what if i want that."

"you wouldnt."

"why wouldnt i...?"

"because ill love you."