#who else is doing it like her currently cmon now

[sturnsbabie]

TAG TEAMED- C.STURNIOLO AND N.DOE.

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pairing: chris x reader x nate

summary: in which chris has been friends with benefits with y/n for a while now. his bestfriend nate also has always found the girl hot. one day he asks chris what its like to have her in bed and chris suddenly comes up with the idea of tagteaming her.

warnings: swearing,making out, f!recieving, m!recieving, p in v, unprotected sex,degrading, praising,slapping,creampie.

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chris and nate were currently chilling on chris’ couch just talking about random stuff til nate suddenly brought up the girl chris has been fucking for the past four months.

nate looks at his friend. “weird question but i have to ask what is it like fucking around with y/n?” nate asks if he hasnt imagined having her pinned down on his bed railing into her.

chris chuckled as he looked at nate. “she is so fucking good bro. she has the best pussy ever dont even get me started on that head game.” chris said as he started to think about all the times he has fucked her.

chris suddenly had a idea pop into his mind. “what if i shared her with you for a night?” chris randomly asked

nate widened his eyes making sure that he heard chris correctly. “would she even be down?” nate asked him not wanting to turn down a chance with the girl.

“i mean shes told me that shes always wanted to be tagteamed by me and someone else so im sure she would be down.” chris said

“i mean im down if you’re okay with that and of course her too.” nate said as he started to imagine the girls pretty mouth wrapped around him.

“im gonna text her real quick.”chris told his bestfriend as he grabbed his phone.

i just got out of the shower as i heard my phone go off. i seen that chris texted me. he wanted me to come hang out with him and nate.

i put a hoodie and a pair of shorts on then slid my shoes on. i grabbed my phone and keys then headed to my car.

once i got to chris’ house i headed inside. this was normal for us since i was always here either for chris or to hang out with nick.

i headed into the living room and felt two sets of eyes stare me down. i sat down next to chris as he pulled me close to him. “hey mama.” he said as he kept looking at me.

nate was nervous for what could happen. he couldn’t believe he was gonna tag team the girl hes been down bad for with his bestfriend.

“hi chris”i said as i looked at him. fuck he looked so good with just a beanie and sweatpants on without a shirt. i could take him right then and there.

“what would you do if i said nate and i wanna tag team you?” chris said as i could feel my heat starting to get wet as i started to squeeze my legs together as they both noticed.

“i think she wants us too. what do you think chris?” nate said as he started to scoot closer to me leaving me in the middle of him and chris.

“i think so too nate. i can tell shes getting turned on just by thinking about us both using her like a whore.” chris said as he pulled me into his lap crashing his lips onto mine.

chris started to grind me down on him as we were making out as nate just sat there watching waiting to be touched by me. nate was so fucking hot, ive always wondered what hes like in bed.

chris suddenly pulled away from the kiss as he looked at me. “i think you should let nate get a taste of you baby. i think he deserves it dont you?” he said as i looked over at nate who was visibly getting hard.

i crawled off of chris’ lap. “come here babygirl.” nate said as he pulled me onto his lap as he grabbed me by the throat kissing me. suddenly it turned into a heated makeout session as i was grinding myself down on him.

“cmon nate lets take her to my room and treat her like shes nothing but a whore who wants to be used by the both of us.” chris said as i felt nate pick me up not breaking the kiss.

once we got into chris’ room nate threw me down on the bed roughly as both of them looked at me.

“strip.” chris said as he started to played with the hem of his sweats.

i stripped out of my hoodie and shorts til i was completely naked.

“i want you on all fucking fours rightnow.”nate demanded as i saw chris slip out of his sweats.

i got onto all fours arching my back for nate as chris got closer to me. “open up pretty girl.” he said as he slid his dick into my mouth.

i felt nates hot breath against my soaked cunt. “shes dripping chris. she really must want to use her. such a fucking slut.” nate said as he attached his mouth onto my clit with no warning.

i moaned against chris as i was deepthroating him the same time i was being ate out by nate.

suddenly two fingers were inserted to me as chris started roughly fucking himself into my mouth. i kept moaning against him in pleasure.

it felt so good to be used by the both of them. i often found myself thinking about what it would be like to get fucked by the both of them at the same time.

i felt chris’ thrusts into my mouth getting sloppier as i could tell he was getting close. “gonna cum in that pretty mouth of yours” chris moaned out as i felt myself getting close clenching around nates fingers.

“cum for me pretty girl.” nate said as i felt him slide his fingers out attaching his mouth to me as i felt my orgasm growing closer.

chris shot his seed into the back of my throat as i felt myself cumming on nates tounge.

nate licked me clean as chris pulled out of my mouth. “taste so good” nate said as he switched places with chris.

“cmere whore.”chris said as he pulled me to him and slammed himself into me as i let out a loud moan. he reached down slapping me on the face as i moaned in pleasure. “such a good fucking whore letting us use you”

nate pulled his clothes off as he got close to me sliding himself into my mouth as chris was pounding into me.

i teased nate as my tounge swirled around the slit of his dick before i took him all the way into my mouth. “dont fucking tease.” nate said

i felt myself clench around chris as he kept hitting my gspot. i kept deepthroating nate as chris was pounding into me.

“such a fucking slut already wanting to cum around my cock.” chris said pulled out slamming back in causing me to moan against nate.

“gonna cum all over that pretty face.” nate groaned as he pulled out of my mouth stroking himself as white strings of warm liquid was being shot onto my face.

“since youre being such a good whore you can cum baby.” chris said as i felt him start to twitch inside me.

chris pounded into me deeper and faster with each thrust as i felt my second orgasm growing closer and closer til i came around his cock.

“good fucking girl.” chris moaned as i felt him cum deep inside of me.

he pulled out of me as i felt nate flip me over to where i was on my back as he hovered over me.

“my turn.” nate said as he slowly slid himself into me letting me adjust to his size.

chris laid behind me as my head was laying on his thighs.

once i got used to the stretch of nates cock he started thrusting into me.

i let out a string of moans as he threw my legs over his shoulders so he could go deeper.

“youre such a fucking slut letting nate use my pussy yeah?” chris said as he was playing with my hair.

chris couldnt help but feel a little jealous at the sight of his bestfriend fucking the girl. he knew he shouldn’t because the girl and him were just fuck buddies. but there was a side of him that was turned on watching another guy fuck her as he had her laying on his thighs.

suddenly nate pulled out flipping the girl over til she was on all fours as he slammed back into her as she made eye contact with chris as nothing but moans left her mouth.

“look so pretty while getting fucked by another guy.” chris said as he felt his cock twitch with the eye contact the girl was giving him.

“wanna suck my cock again yeah?” chris said as the girl slid her mouth back onto his cock sucking him as she stroked him with what she couldnt fit into her mouth.

all that could be heard coming from chris’ room was the mixture of their moans and skin slapping together.

nate pounded into the girl as chris reached his hand down slapping the girls face once again.

“you like that dont you? you like being treated like a fucking whore letting me and nate use you dont you?” chris said as i felt nate slap my ass.

tears were rolling down my face as i was being overstimulated by being fucked by two different cocks.

i felt my third orgasm growing closer as nate kept abusing my cervix with his tip. “gonna cum!” i moaned out as i stroked chris while keeping eye contact.

“fuck you look so fucking sexy stroking my cock the sametime youre being fucked.” chris groaned

“cum for me princess. i know you can.” nate said as he pounded into me as i stroked chris til he came all over my hand.

i licked every drop of his cum off of my hand as i felt myself cumming around nates cock. a loud string of moans left my mouth as nate thrusted a few more times letting me come down from my high before he pulled out cumming all over my ass.

i felt my legs give out as i laid on chris’ thighs. chris pulled me up to him to where i was laying on his chest as he rubbed my back.

“nate go get a towel and clean her up.” chris said as he placed a soft kiss on my forehead.

nate went and got a towel as he came back wiping my ass off.

nate went back into chris’ bathroom to shower as chris cuddled me til i fell asleep.

i couldnt believe i just got tagteamed by chris and nate. something ive wanted for a while now.

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[yutaleks]

obsession is such an ugly word

yuuta x female reader, length 5.2K CW: Yuuta's POV // yandere // alcohol // non-con groping/dry humping/somnophilia A/N: this is a repost from my previous blog, with some small edits. Banner by @/cafekitsune. Part of Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing

Rage simmers beneath Yuuta's skin.

He's been good about it, about you. He did it all the right way: had you warm up to him, become friends, even spend time together outside of class. You shared the same major (after he switched, though you didn't know that), so it was easy to find that pretty smile of yours in every class he'd taken this year. He tried to do this naturally, to have you grow closer and closer to him until you'd never want to be apart.

That was his plan, anyway.

But you're stubborn. He likes that about you, but it's made things difficult.

"I'm sorry, Okkotsu-san." The formality stung. "I'm so busy with my studies... dating would be a distraction, you know? Can we just be friends, for now?"

For now. To anyone else that would signify a rejection, but to Yuuta it didn't. Your words for now meant you'd change your mind later, surely. Besides, you're the one who came crawling back just a couple days later. You couldn't stand to be apart for long, could you? See, he just had to be patient a little longer. 

Tonight’s the night he’s been waiting for: the semester’s over now. He’s going to ask you again to be his, now that your excuses have no merit. He’s been waiting for this ever since you rejected him. And true love is worth waiting forever for.

But he finds that being patient is hard when your cheeks are flushed with alcohol and he has to sit back and watch someone else try and make a move on you. He's been so good, so patient. And this classmate, someone so unimportant Yuuta can't even remember his name, he thinks he can earn your stubborn heart in one night?

The table you're currently sitting in hosts four: Maki sits closest to the wall, and you sit beside her. The seat across from Maki is empty; Nobara was here but left earlier in the night as she's leaving for the countryside, heading home to be with her family. She seemed to be rather eager to leave Yuuta's side, and it’s for the best. The feeling's mutual. 

It leaves Yuuta alone across from you, guarding the real estate at his side with his life, as he wants any chance at all to get some time alone with you. At least, he was guarding it with his life, until a certain pink-haired freshman showed up wanting to talk to you and you offered him the seat across from you, no care at all for Yuuta's unspoken plans with you.

"Kampai!" the voices of everyone at the tables around him shout in unison, yours included, everyone clinking together their beer glasses in the middle. Some graduating senior a couple of tables away had made a speech about the end of the semester, and his words were met with smiles from ear to ear. Yuuta doesn't join your cheer, too busy staring at you and steeping in his barely muted aggravation as he glares at his cheap beer bubbling gently in his mug. He’s starting to think he came to this stupid party for nothing.

But a sudden shout startles him from his thoughts.

"Okkotsu-kun!" His eyes widen as you shove your beer glass towards him, "Cheer up, won't you? You've been so quiet all night," a chuckle escapes your lips. "Well, quieter than normal. It's our last day, cmon. Toast with me!" 

"Yeah, Yuuta," Maki yells over the noise, "Stop being a stick in the mud."

He weakly holds out his glass, heart beating just a little bit faster as your beer glasses collide in the middle. The fact that you're thinking of him, including him in your fun... You're sweet to him, always. His grin grows wider as you pull back and take a swig, encouraging him with a wiggle of your brows to do the same.

You wipe your damp lips and giggle as Maki turns and says something to you, the rest of the bar way too loud for him to hear it. He looks back down at the piss-yellow beer in his glass, trying his hardest to focus and pick up on the sound of your conversation. But a loud voice interjects before he can hear you:

"Sempai!" the pink-haired annoyance beside him chimes in, leaning over the table at the izakaya to talk to you. It's the guy who's been trying to get your attention all night, a bright-eyed freshman who's very eager and, to Yuuta, incredibly brazen. Isn't it obvious from how much Yuuta sticks to your side and how much you smile around him that Yuuta's the only one for you? This freshman should be able to tell—everyone should.

It makes him sick.

"Half-way finished with uni," the freshman yells over the noise, a smile audible in his voice. “How does it feel?"

That's right, Yuuta remembers, this gathering is to celebrate the end of the semester. Yuuta never cared about these things, not before meeting you. To him tonight was an opportunity to get closer to you; he didn’t care what the actual reason for the gathering was.

You smile at the freshman. Yuuta tells himself it's different from the way you smile at him. Fake. Your eyes don’t twinkle the same, he tells himself. The confirmation calms the rolling boil of his blood, just a little.

"I'm glad," you nod, blinking up brightly at the freshman across from you. "Knowing you're halfway to the finish line is comforting, you know?"

Yuuta's gaze zeros in on your lips as you speak. You've put on lipstick tonight, a cherry red shade that looks shiny, pretty against your skin. You don’t normally wear such bright colors; you only did once, during a presentation, most days opting for that light blue little ball of chapstick you always use instead of any color. Maybe the fact that you wore a special lipstick meant that you had given this gathering just a little more importance. Is it cause he’s here? It must be.

As he stares, he wishes he could touch your lips, watch your lipstick smear and dull as it coats his lips, his fingers, his—

"What about you, Okkotsu-sempai?"

"I'm sorry?" He blinks out of his reverie, shakes his head as he wills the thoughts of you in compromising situations away. 

"You're halfway through too," the freshman smiles at him. Yuuta wonders who gave him the right to breathe. "You must be happy!"

"Not really," Yuuta starts. A frown forms on the other guy's face, a question evidently on his tongue as he bites his lip. Yuuta doesn't elaborate, turning back to take a sip on his beer.

"Okay then."

Maki laughs, "Itadori don't mind him, he's just being a dick."

"I know what will lighten you up, Okkotsu!" You're looking at him again with the goofy smile. You're tipsy at worst, sloshed at best, but he just finds this side of you endearing too.

He waves his hand, dismissing you with a soft smile. "I'm okay, don't worry about me, I—"

"Let's get some soju!"

***

"Soju was a bad idea."

It's Maki, who's just a little more than buzzed, that puts an end to your many rounds of drinks. Yuuta wasn't very interested in drinking, so he sipped on one shot-glass of soju for the evening, while you, Maki, and Itadori went toe-to-toe on shots of fruity alcohol. Maki's always had great endurance, alcohol included, but you and Itadori are nothing short of plastered. 

It turns out, Yuuta discovers just moments before the end of your drinking, that Itadori has a boyfriend. After downing the last shot of peach soju, Itadori's phone rings and he drunkenly answers with sobbing, whining professions of love to the owner of a dull, annoyed voice residing on the other side of the call. As Itadori's face falls down onto the wooden table, his phone slides out of his palm, and Yuuta gets a glance at the screen. It's a woman's name, Megumi, with a bunch of nonsensical emojis at the end. Yuuta doesn't pay much more attention to him after that—as long as he's not competition, Itadori's not worth thinking about anymore.

You however... you're leaning your head on Maki's shoulder, mumbling about how pretty you think Maki is. Yuuta doesn't want to have Maki on his bad side but he's certainly regretting letting her sit next to you right now, when that could've been him.

"Hey, wake up," Maki shakes your shoulder, and your head rolls with each gesture. "It's time to go home."

Your movements are slow and clumsy as you rise from the table. Itadori has Yuuta boxed in between the aisle and the wall, so he can't do much but watch as Maki helps you rise from your seat. 

"Time to go home," you say, your voice whispy and far-away. Maki props you up on her shoulder.

"I'll walk home with yo—"

"Wait!" Yuuta rises from the seat, pushing a sleeping Itadori out and onto the floor. The poor guy doesn’t even flinch and he tumbles onto the wood, slamming face-first against the grain. "I'll take her home." When Maki shoots him a look, he adds, “It's on the way for me. I don't mind it. Besides, you drank more than me, Maki."

Maki quirks a brow but trusts her friend. With eyes pointing down to the freshman, she says, “Okay. I’m close by here so I’ll keep an eye on the freshman till his boyfriend gets here. You get her home in one piece, alright?”

“Of course.”

Yuuta’s mood flips entirely, beaming as he dashes out of the izakaya and into the frigid February night with you in tow. How’d he get so lucky to be the one to walk you home? Maybe this insufferable gathering was worth it after all.

“Okkotsu-kuuuun,” you give his cold hand a healthy swing once you’re outside, walking down the street towards the closest train station. It’s a short subway trip to your apartment, but with how intoxicated you are, it’s best he gets you home safely.

“Careful,” he adjusts your linked hands, until your fingers are interlocked. He tucks you closer to his side when he feels how unbalanced you are. “You drank a little too much,”

“It’s okay,” you smile. Maybe it’s not so bad you’re drunk, since you’ve never smiled this much at him before. “You’re here, Okkotsu-kun.”

You trip over a piece of cracked concrete in the sidewalk and he catches you, pinning you to his chest. You stifle a giggle, something about the circumstances of it all is so silly to you. 

“You can’t walk,” Yuuta bends down, his hands coming together at his back. “Get on.”

“What if I’m heavy?”

“I’ll be fine. Get on.”

You take him up on his offer and sit on his back, wrapping your arms around his neck. His hands have a firm grip on your thighs. He’s stronger than you’d expect, having no issue at all balancing you on his back. A little hum of approval leaves your lips that makes Yuuta glad he’s put so much effort into being strong for you. 

The one thing that does make him feel a little weak is how much he loves your scent. You still smell just like strawberries, though it’s a little tainted with the smell of apple and peach liquor. He’d only ever gotten to smell you up close that one time in the library. And those other times when you’re not able to notice…

“Okkotsu-kun?”

“Yeah?”

“How do you know where I live?”

Oh, that’s right. You haven’t told him where you live before. He freezes for a moment, the seriousness in your voice a sudden change from the bubbly, sweet drunken drawl you’ve had for the last hour.

You add, “Did Nobara give you our address?”

“Yeah, that’s right.” He nods, and continues to walk with you in tow. “Before she left, in case you needed help getting home.”

“Mm… she’s such a good friend,” you smile, laying your head against the back of his. Your body goes limp, and Yuuta wonders if you’re about to fall asleep as he carries you home… he doesn’t mind, but a part of him wishes you weren’t so drunk. It’s rare for him to get a chance like this, and it hurts to feel like he’s wasting it as your deep breaths warm his neck.

***

When you both arrive to your apartment there’s an eerie stillness about the apartment complex, perhaps due to the time of night as well as the thin, cold air. You’re still passed out, sleeping on Yuuta’s back, when he fishes a key from the dirt in a nearby potted plant you keep on the steps to unlock your front door. When you wake he’ll smile when you ask how you got home; he’ll tell you he borrowed your keys. The walls that know the truth will silently harbor his secrets.

Yuuta doesn’t need to turn on the lights; he could maneuver this place blind if need be. 

He toes off his shoes at the small genkan, the tiles stretching perhaps just a couple of square feet. After closing the door, he shifts your weight on his back as he takes one large step over the tile (he wouldn’t dare be rude and drag in any dirt). Through the kitchen, around your small island, and two doors to the left is your bedroom. He takes you there, and lays you down flat upon your bedding. He takes off your shoes for you, and once you’re sleeping soundly in your bed he does a mad dash for the genkan, to leave your shoes there for you once you awaken. 

Yuuta returns just as quickly as he left, and with the moonlight that pours through your windows he observes your sleeping face. With lips parted you heave a heavy sigh, like a tired puppy sprawled upon a cushioned bed after a day of play. He debates whether he should change you out of your day clothes—he wonders if you would want to sleep in something more comfortable. You usually do; he recalls your pajamas of choice are a t-shirt and panties. Should he change you into that now?

The thought of taking off your clothes overwhelms him a little, excitement buzzing his synapses alive. 

The first thing to go is your socks. They are tiny little things, at least smaller than his own, cut low to the ankle. He slips them off with no protest at all from you, his thumbs gliding across the arch of your foot as if tracing it and committing it to memory. Briefly, Yuuta glances up at you, but the touch of his hands across your heel, and then your ankles, does nothing to affect your state of consciousness. Can he get away with all of it without disturbing you? It’s a little challenge he’s decided to embark, to see how far he can push it tonight.

With eyes focused entirely on your cherry lips, on the soft breath that flows in and out past your just slightly open mouth, he continues. You’re wearing a pair of jeans, which he unhooks at the button just below your midriff. It gives him just the smallest peek at your panties underneath, something dark and lacey that pops against your skin. He swallows the desire that pools under and around the frenulum beneath his tongue as he lowers your zipper. Yuuta tells himself he’s just helping you get comfortable. Truly, to him, this is the ultimate test of his patience. 

Long, chilled fingers hook themselves beneath your waistband at either side of your hips. He starts to tug down. Within seconds you begin to squirm and Yuuta freezes, afraid that you will wake up and find him in such a compromising scenario. Would you believe him if he said this was only to help you? His visage, that of a gentleman that is rooted so deeply in your memory, would it assure you in your moment of confusion, or would it be corrupted and shattered? would this be his undoing?

He doesn’t have to wonder for long because as soon as your jeans are past the widest point of your thighs, you’re back to being boneless against your bedding. Part of him expected a little more fight from you; he’d thought his favorite girl was a little more inclined to self-preservation. The thought is followed by the notion that you must be trusting of him, even subconsciously. He loves that about you, the faith in him that no one else has. You’re so trusting. He’ll protect your naivety, along with the other qualities of yours that he finds so endearing. Innocence that only he wishes to keep, that no one else will dare corrupt.

Your jeans pool at the ankles before Yuuta gently slips them down over your feet and off your body. The panties you wore tonight are one of those cheeky kind, giving him the loveliest image of the fullness of your thighs and the curve of your hips. Your body’s more beautiful up close than he could have imagined, and he lets himself drag an open hand up one of your thighs, to feel how soft and supple you are. A thumb slips under your panties, the edge that’s just at your hip bone, just to let himself feel… it’s so hard being this close. There’s so much he wants to do with you, to you, but he’s sure it will happen in time. He tells himself he’s a patient man as he salivates at the thought of ripping your panties off. 

He doesn’t. But he wants to.

Your sweater, which is both a little too tight and a little too revealing (for his taste), is another beast to tackle. Yuuta deliberates it for some time before deciding the risk of waking you if he were to take it off is too great. After much back and forth, he decides to leave it alone. 

He tries to stand up from the crouched position at the edge of the bed but he finds it’s very hard to stay away from you after even one touch. Curiosity has him brushing his fingers over your clothed midsection, tracing the dip in your waist, his thoughts running a mile a minute. You’re so soft, so very vulnerable. How many guys who had approached you had seen what he sees in you? The beauty in something as simple yet as divine as your body… whenever he thinks about it there’s an urge to gauge their eyes out. He’d done some damage with his fists but it wasn’t permanent, so it wasn’t enough. 

His fingers shake a little as they approach the apex between your thighs. His lips part and brows furrow in concentration; fingertips just barely kissing the dark fabric that clings to your skin. It’s so warm, and the patch at the center has just the slightest hint of dampness. A middle finger glides between clothed puffy lips, first over the hood, then over a dipping point, what must be your entrance. Your breath hitches as he presses just a little harder. He wants to taste it—no, he needs to.

You whimper a little when he pushes just a bit too hard. He pulls away instantly, and the breath he’d been holding exits his body, the strain in his shoulders flowing out in waves. His jeans feel uncomfortably tight. Look at what you did, with just one single sound. He’s never been more excited; to know that even a single sound that left your mouth was entirely his doing drives him mad.

The finger that he had pressed against your clothed pussy now presses against his tongue. He doesn’t taste anything, to his disappointment.

He wants to satiate this need that boils in the pit of his stomach but, at least in this small moment of clarity, he thinks he can try to wait for a day when he will get your permission. He is patient, after all. 

Yuuta, in his frenzy to distract himself from your body warming the bed sheets in front of him, chooses to focus on the state of your bedroom. It’s a place that, at least to your knowledge, he’s never seen before.

It is in what he would consider to be a state of below-average cleanliness. This does not come as a surprise to him, and luckily with your state of consciousness (or rather, lack thereof), he does not expend the effort to pretend to be shocked. 

Despite the fact that finals have come and gone, the floor closest to the wall is littered with open textbooks and notebooks covered in haphazard scrawl. Clothes bulge out from your closet across from the bed, dark and light fabrics alike poking through the spaces between the slats, as if you had way too much clothes and not enough space nor enough of a care to organize it all. In the corner, just beside the entry door, is a wicker basket overflowing with laundry: among the articles are pair of jeans shoved into the edge; a sweater with a sleeve hanging out, reaching for your door knob to hide your mess; and panties, so many panties. Some patterned, with florals or little animals, and others cheeky, thin little strings that barely constitute cloth garments at all. The thought of you wearing such a little thing, barely an excuse for clothing at all, stirs something in him, something fierce and heady brewing between his thighs. Had you worn that around him? Have you ever thought of him taking it off of you? He’s thinking about it; thinking about it with such excruciating detail it makes his body sweat.

As he enters a staring contest with the pile of panties, he stops to consider the situation he finds himself in. You’re drunk, and the last thing that would curry favor with you would be to take advantage of you, so he shoves that away to the recess of his mind. You believe him to be a gentleman. So a gentleman he shall be.

But that doesn’t mean he can’t poke around.

He rummages through your laundry and he plucks out a few of your panties from the pile. Under the beam of moonlight, he looks them over: they must be at least a few days old, as they are no longer flimsy and fresh, just a little stiff. As if at one point they had been warm and wet, but no longer so. They’re soiled and dried out after sitting in your laundry. He picks the one he judges to be the worst offender. It’s a cute one—lacy at the edges, cotton in the middle.

He bunches it up in his fist. Then, he lifts it to his face. When Yuuta brings the wad of fabric to his nose he takes a long inhale, a satisfied moan threatening to break past his lips. He loves you so wholly and unconditionally, including the scent of your sex that lingers on your laundry. Especially so.

It’s not wrong if he does it out of love is it? It’s not disgusting if it’s love, right?

He tells himself so as he fills his nostrils with your scent, aroused by your discarded underwear like a fucking dog. He hovers over your laundry basket, forehead pressed against the wall, the tent in his jeans becoming more and more pressing of an issue to fix. 

“Look at what you do to me,” he sighs, breath warming the panties that he keeps pressed to his face. He knows you can’t hear him. But he wants you to look. He wants you to see him, see how desperately and ardently he feels for you.

His free hand makes quick work of his jeans—he snaps the button open with his index and thumb, and then soon after works the zipper down. His open palm snakes down, under the waistband of his boxers, and tugs on his length to alleviate his erection, even a little. 

As he takes another breath from behind the veil of your dirty underwear, he pumps at his cock. He does it slowly, savoring the moment he can finally get so close with you still in the room. 

Can you see him? Do you see how much he wants you?

Yuuta, despite what he believes, is not, in fact, a creature of patience. Within a few strokes he hears you sigh and he turns around to face you. You look so pretty on your bed in those cute little panties and that deep-cut shirt. So pretty. 

Suddenly, fucking his fist in the corner of your room facing away from you isn’t enough for him anymore. He’s so close to you, can’t he just get a little closer? He just wants to see your pretty face. He’ll apologize later. You’ll love him, so you’ll forgive him.

Yuuta moves towards your bed, on something that feels like instinct. Crawls onto your bed slowly, his breath balled in his throat as you sleep soundly. You barely flinch as the mattress dips and creaks with each slow shuffle of his knees. In one fist is your balled up panties, pressed just to the side of your head, holding up his weight. His knees are at either side of your hips as he hovers over you, caging you in like an animal of prey. 

All he can focus on is your face. 

Yuuta uses his free hand to swipe at your lips with his thumb, messing up the remnants of your red lipstick. He’d been wanting to do that all night, to smear the color along your skin until your natural lip color pokes through. You’re naturally so pretty—you don’t need any embellishments, not around him. But it does look quite beautiful all smeared, when it’s a mess made by his design…

He then takes his hand and cradles your jaw, moves it to the side, just enough so your sleeping face is facing his own. So he can look at you, so you can look at him too.

Just like that…

He imagines this will be his view the first time he’ll fuck you. 

You haven’t told him, but he knows you’re a virgin, so you’ll probably want him to be gentle. To be soft, just like this. To take the lead, to tell you “you’re so beautiful” just as he whispers it to you now. To move his hips slowly, let you adjust to him—just as he does now, rutting his clothed cock against your tummy. He does it with a lethargic, purposeful grind of his hips.

This is exactly how you will want it. He knows you. He knows you’ll love this. He knows you’ll love him.

You move a bit below him, stretching out a leg, and it lowers his cock to just above your panties. He wasn’t going to go that far, he only wanted to see you, to feel you. 

What a good girl—you want it too, don’t you?

With dark eyes focused entirely on your expressions, especially the soft little grin on your lips, he grinds his hips against your own once more. He moans when the tip of his cock catches on your clit, and feels a sudden drop in his stomach when your eyes twitch below closed eyelids. He needs to find a way to be quieter…

The panties in his balled fist are promptly shoved in his mouth, self-inflicted in an effort to quiet down/ To remain the gentleman you believe him to be. And he doesn’t mind it, actually. He even sucks on it, right on that stiff double-cotton lining in the center where he knows your pussy once was. A muffled noise leaves his lips as the tangy taste hits his tongue. 

He wishes he could taste the real thing, and imagines what kind of noises you’ll make when he does.

Another push and pull of his hips, and the pleasure he feels from just rutting against your clothed pussy is overwhelming. Would he even be able to hold back when he’s inside you? What kind of incredible feeling will sex be, when just rutting on you with clothes on it feels this good?

He stops thinking too hard about this and just lets himself feel. The fabric between the two of you gets wetter with every passing minute, pre-cum leaking from his cockhead and staining your panties. His teeth gnaw hard on the fabric, drool seeping through with every labored breath. He feels as if everything were soaking wet as he’s drowning in pleasure. And he loves this feeling, wants more more more.

Something happens, then, that has never happened in all the nights he’s watched you dream. As he humps your cunt through the fabric, pushing himself closer to the brink, he hears you whimper out “Yuuta”. In the state he’s in he doesn’t question it at all; his cock catches on your hole, just between the folds of your pussy, and he comes in his boxers pressed right against your sex with a broken moan muffled by your soaked panties in his mouth. What a sorry sight to see.

He rolls himself off of you and spits out your panties into the floor. As you turn over in your sleep he lays in your bed beside you, panting and blinking at your ceiling. Did that really just happen? Did he really get to come so close to you, right on your body, right when you said his name? 

He wonders if its possible to love you any more than he does right now.

Yuuta’s grinning like a fool as you lull back into deeper sleep again, your body turned to its side and facing away from him. His boxers and jeans are soaked through, and his chin and pelvis are sticky, but he has not a single care in the world.

Why would he care about anything else, when it’s so clear to him that he has you now? 

He buttons his pants closed and turns on your bed, to face your back. Once he’s no longer panting, emboldened by what just happened, he slides just a little closer to you. He won’t be able to sleep, not when just being in your presence alone makes his body feel electrified. So instead, he will watch you sleep. 

He slides an arm around your midsection, and curiously touches your panties with one of his fingers. It’s so wet, stained and soaked with his cum. 

He’s left his mark on you, for once.

He sticks that finger in his mouth again, as he had done earlier in the night. This time, he tastes himself. And he tastes you.

Satisfied, he lays beside you, and prepares for a long night of bliss.

[kenlvry]

HII if it's not too much trouble can i request kyle, kenny, craig, and tweek getting jealous over reader? like they see her hanging out with someone else or something and get jealous. i love ur writing btw!!!!

jealous

an, HELLO YESSSS LOVEEEE JEALOUSY!!!! AND THANKYOUUU, 16-17

kenny mccormick

you have always had a boy hanging around you, before you even dated kenny your boy bestfriend was there. back then kenny didn't mind bc he didnt have a big fucking crush on you, and also your besf wasn't as close to you as now.

he hated how your bestfriend would hug you and hold your arm, whine and make puppy eyes to you. this all started happening ever since you and kenny became a couple. you bestfriend was becoming more and more touchy.

see you didnt know cz yk bestfriends! you didnt know that your bestfriend was glaring and smirking at kenny while hugging and touching you, you didnt know that your bestfriend would pull you away from kenny whenever you and kenny wanted to do something

kenny has had enough, while you and kenny was planning to go to the movies your bestfriend heard and chimed in "whattttt, i thought we were gonna watch that movie tgt y/nnn" he said while hugging your arm, kenny was fed up bro. he pulled your bestfriends arm aside away from you "so? fuck off we made plans first, shouldve asked her first" you never saw kenny this mad ong

your bestfriend was embarrassed and after that incident he would tell you to stop hanging out with kenny and gaslight you into thinking kenny was a bad man, eventually you stopped contacting him bc he was annoying af, he now watches you two from afar whispering curses :)

kyle broflovski

you him and a few others were at tweek bros hanging out waiting for tweeks shift to end when some other boys walked in, they sat to the table next to you and one of the boys looked over and looked shocked "holy shit y/n???" everyone looked over to you and your table looked over to them, it was your old friends!! you smiled widely and got up then hugged them.

you were smiling and talking so casually it made kyles heart hurt. they boys were tall, funny, attractive and had a fashion sense, exactly your type. it made kyle kinda mad ngl. the boys looked over to your current friend group and made a somewhat disgusted look and whispered something to you, whatever they said it wasnt something positive bc it made you stop your smile

you then said loudly "well we can hang out another time im hanging with them rn." then they scoffed "cmon y/n, you? hang out with these bitches? wheres the party girl we used to know?" one of the boys said that made the others laugh. kyle got offensive and stood up "what the fuck? let her choose who she hangs out with" they scoffed again "what this is your boyfriend? y/n you really downgraded after breaking up with me" the other said, kyle glared at them and you were about to say something but kyle did so before you "atleast i dont cheat on her" kyle quickly caught on it was your ex who once cheated on you

the boy pushed kyle lightly that made the other boys from your table stand up, clydes and craigs stare made them scared and go away "this isnt over fuck you!" one said, you actually hated that you had to bump into them, you just put up a smile while cursing them in your head. when they saw you and kyle again, kyle kissed your cheek and got close to you to show you are his.

craig tucker

while accompanying you to the mall to buy something he let go of you for a while to go to a store he saw, when he came back he saw you talking to two boys.

he came over and the closer he got the more friendly you three seemed, one of the boys then held a hand to your shoulder and got closer , mans was speedwalkin atp.

when he came over he put his arm around your shoulder pushing away the hand of your friend "hi babe, ready to go?" he said the babe slightly louder than the other words and looked over at the boys who now looks slightly annoyed, you said yes and said bye to the boys. one of them then tried to hug you and and he quickly pulled you away "bye y/ns friend" he said with a slight smile. they rolled their eyes and you had no idea what was going on walking away. he flipped them off not turning back to see their reactions.

just know that whenever they see the two ever again their going to get a middle finger as a present, he wasnt one to share whatever is his

tweek

you were on a table sitting on a chair that faced the cash register looking at tweek while waiting for his shift to end, ever so slightly smiling now and then when you two made eyecontact, it made him calm down a little.

he looked stress, today was a busy day and you were so excited to hang out with him so he can release some stress playing games or wtv, while waiting some of your friends saw you and came over sitting at your table, tweek was looking over to you expecting to see your sweet smile but instead saw you talking, he didn't mind though, atleast someone was there to accompany you.

but he was getting more stressed out by the second, with karens complaining about their order and kids spiling everything it was harder to concentrate, he would look to you wanting you to smile at him but you just kept talking to your friends!! how could you! it made his stomach twist and he was little hurt,

his mom came out meaning his shift ended! he was so excited to finally hang out with you!! he expected you to come running to him like you always do but you still wont look over to him! you had completely forgot about him and it made him sad, he thought you replaced him :(( poor boy got so anxious he just went to the locker room.

while laughing without a care in the world you suddenly remembered you were here for tweek! you quickly stood up with a gasp to your realisation, it made your friends shocked. you quickly scanned the cafe to find no blonde twitching boy with a wrongly buttoned shirt. you went to ms tweak and asked where he was and ran to the locker room,

poor boy had small tears and was drinking coffee quietly, you chuckled and hugged tweek reassuring him and saying you were sorry. he forgave you (somewhat) and you two went out of the cafe shop tgt ignoring the stare you got from your friends and hung out all day <333

[marvel-and-chicago-fan]

Killer Cookie

A/n: I finally finished and I don’t know what else to say but I hope you love reading this since it’s the last part

Word count: 3.3k

summary: You get into a fight at school and Hailey helps you and your brother to stop fighting

———————————————————————— It was a chilly, no… freezing day in Chicago. It was snowing but not as much currently because the storm is supposed to hit later tonight.

You decided to walk to the firehouse instead of riding the bus because you didn’t feel like hearing everyone screaming whenever the bus would almost crash, even though you were one of those people with your friends.

Your class won a food party because they collected the most votes on the door decoration contest. Luckily none of the food had strawberries. Because you are deathly allergic to strawberries and always needed an EpiPen with you just in case.

Which reminded you to tell Will or Jay that you needed a new one since you lost your last one when you went out sledding with them.

But when you opened your locker to get your backpack and Jacket there was a box of chocolate chip cookies.

~inside the box

don’t worry there’s no strawberries, 

-secret admire ;)

You screamed internally because you lived  for Chocolate chip cookies, and you had a secret admirer?

*** 

On your way home you were starving since you didn’t eat much at school, only really some fries from the restaurant.

So you decided to eat 2 cookies and let everyone else fight for the rest, they were yours after all. 

Opening the box carefully so you didn’t drop the box and whatever was in your hands.

You shoved the whistle cookie in your mouth. You may do girl things but you eat like a grown man, especially a football player.

Not even 10 seconds after swallowing the cookie your throat started to feel dry and you couldn’t breath 

(Give me a break today this is all going to be in mine right now)

“Shit. There’s no strawberries in these, unless.” You picked up a cookie and broke it in half. “What kind of psycho put strawberries in chocolate? I- I need to get t-to the house”

***

You basically pushed everyone aside who tried to greet you and rushed to the kitchen.

“Ayy, Y/n how’s my favorite Halstead sibling doing” Kelly joked

Jay hit Kelly in the elbow hard. “C'mon man it was a joke, I can have favorites”

“Nah, I see how it is, guess I’m never bringing food over here again. And you can keep Y/n forever then” Jay shrugged.

“I was just trying to cheer her up, she looks upset” Kelly usually payed attention to

Your face whenever you came in. He would know if it was ok to make jokes or he needed to pull you to the side and talk to you. Right now you are upset but that’s because you weren’t processing anything.

But clearly ignoring everyone was for nothing because you barely made it to your drawer of the kitchen before you fell and your backpack cushioned your fall.

At least you didn't  hit  your head.

“Y/n you good?” Jay stood up from the chair he was sitting at. This was so unlike you. You always came in and said “Hi” or “Hello” to everyone whether or not you were having a bad day

“Y/n?… SHIT Y/N!”Jay screamed 

“Take her back pack off,” Matt said. “What’s wrong with her? She turning blue”. Someone else’s voice came out from the other 10 voices.

“Give her CPR or something” Jay spoke as Kelly was rubbing your sternum.

“Jay we don’t know what’s wrong with her let alone why she’s turning blue it could be the cold” Kelly said “cmon y/n come back to us”

“I DONT CARE TJATS MY FUCKING SISTER WHOS DYING.” Jay roared.

Hailey practically runs in due to all the commotion with Stella and Sylvie right behind her

Sylvie and Stella ran over to you and started assessing you while Stella started CPR.

Hailey walked over your bag which was thrown a few feet away from you and decided to go pick it up, to help out.

Hailey picked up the box and your backpack so it was out of the way but when she looked in the box she saw something that she thought you wouldn’t have. 

“Shit, where does Y/n keep all her stuff in here” Hailey was looking at both Sylvie and Stella but she hoped at least both of them would answer.

“Uhh bottom drawer far left”

Hailey rummaged through the draw until she found a tube with a bright orange tip. And sprinted to you and pushed everyone out of the way.

As everyone was yelling at Hailey like she was crazy she rolled up your pant legs and Jabbed the Epi Pen in the middle of your thigh.

“HAILEY ARE YOU CRAZY? WE DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT'S WRONG WITH HER” Jay screamed 

“Strawberries- she had strawberries” She sighed

***

My head feels like it’s underwater

Everything seems so muffled 

What-what happened?

Your eyes flutter open and immediately shut them due to the light.

“C'mon y/n come on back to us” a soft voice says

“Give her space guys” as time goes on the voices get louder and it forces you to open your eyes. 

“Just rest, we’re not gonna push you to talk, we’ll talk at home. We’re gonna leave soon”

Hailey had to go home while you were passed out because she had an early shift tomorrow so Will drove over to the firehouse to come and get both you and Jay.

“How is she?” Jay looked in his rear view mirror to see you guys.

Will checked your pulse again and looked at the watch on his wrist “her pulse is better but her breathing is slow, I might give her oxygen when we get home”

“Why would she eat strawberries?” 

“They were cookie Jay, maybe she didn’t know. It happens” 

“Well it better have been an accident or me her are gonna have a serious talk” Jay grumbled 

“Don’t be to harsh on her”

****

You woke up around 5:30 am and couldn’t go back to sleep, and the one thing you hated the oxygen.

You’d much rather have the nasal one but you can’t exactly argue with adults on what’s better for your health so you just have to deal with the mask. 

Eventually it got hot and you got bored since you couldn’t find your phone. You assumed it was still at the firehouse or Jay had it.

You dragged your little tank/ machine across the room and grabbed your comforter (the very top blanket on your bed) and your pillows and one stuffed animal  and stuffed them into the bathtub and you found your laptop and you put on your favorite show.

This was better than being in your bed. 

Will woke up to the sounds of Jay screaming in his ear. So much for trying to sleep in.

“Wake up, Y/n’s gone she’s not in her bed” Jay almost screamed at the top of his lungs.

“Are you crazy? Check her bathroom, I found her sleeping in there one time after a reaction and I heard sounds coming from there this morning” Will turned his back to Jay.

Jay ran into your bathroom which was connected to your bedroom and what he saw made his heart melt. 

*** 

“Here’s the real story, the PTO had a cookie drive where you could buy cookies for your friends and stuff like that and they would put it in your locker and we would find them, mine had a note that just said that “thanks for being great friend, don’t worry there’s no strawberries” Okay, so maybe you lied a little but it’s better than jay beating up some poor boy.

“Did it say from who?” Jay asked in his detective tone

“Nope, and I’m pretty sure Hailey told me she threw the box away while I was passed out” you shrugged.

“I guess it’s fine, maybe the PTO forgot. It’s not like anyone hurt you on purpose so it's fine. Right jay” Will sent Jay that look to just drop this subject this one time.

“Yeah right…” Jay picked at his pancakes. He wanted to look into it more but Hailey would kill him.

But… the laughing and the image of you guys faded into his mind.

Flashback end… (WHAT?!??)

Will realized it, it was Milly. Milly was somewhat an old friend of yours and he remembered the day you said you told her that you were allergic to strawberries when she was over. You’ve only been allergic for around a year and half. There hadn’t been anyone else you told. 

Except for Milly…

Will shot up from the couch, grabbed his keys from the bowl and ran outside to his car.

Will attempted to call Jay but he didn’t answer. So he was probably out with Hailey. 

“Jay when you get this meet me at the Jail they have Y/n immediately. There’s not a lot of time” 

***

“Uhh yeah, I just opened my locker and they were there. I didn’t think anything of it, I guess I was just excited” You shrugged.

“Did you tell anyone else about your allergy other than Milly” Jay spoke

“No, not until after the incident, I honestly don’t remember much from that day, but I don't really care to be honest.” You shrugged once again.

“Y/n listen to me, you’re going to have another court date. You’re going to tell everyone exactly what you told us. We’ll get security footage from the school and we’ll also get statements from everyone at the house” You’re lawyer was pretty strict and prescient on getting you out.

It wasn’t the first time someone has gone against Milly in court and you’re lawyer had won 4 cases against 2 

***

1 year and 7 months ago

“Well well well isn’t it the detective's little sister?” 

“What did I do not milly?” You sighed.

“Nothing, I just wanna make your life a living hell. Your brother is horrible and if I can’t do anything to him I might as well hurt what’s best to him, his little sister-.” Milly had a smirk on her face.

“Please Milly, I’m just trying to fix my makeup” you rolled your eyes and looked back at the mirror.

“Let’s see if make up can fix this” before you could ask her what she meant when you felt stinging on your right eye.

“WHAT THE FUCK MILLY, WHATS YOUR PROBLEM?” You screamed.

“It’s not you I have a problem with. It’s your brother's little squad.” She spits as the rest of her group come in and corner you.

A kick from behind throws you to the ground. 

As you try to fight back Milly and get friends they overpower you as it’s 1v5 

(And yes this happened at my school but in the hallways❤️)

After a few more kicks to the stomach one of the girls speaks up. 

“Let’s go, don’t kill her.”

“You’re off the hook for now Halstead.” She kicks you once more in the stomach and you cry out in pain.

***

As soon as you got home you peaked behind the wall to see if Jay was watching Tv to make sure the coast was clear. Nothing 

You ran to your room and to your bathroom.

You pulled open your draw of Makeup and crabbed your concealer. 

(I don’t wear much makeup yet so give me break on how it works😭)

“Y/n? Are you good in there?” Jay knocked on the door

“Yeah, yeah just fixing something” you replied 

“Alright, Will called and asked if you wanted to go out for dinner” 

That made you freeze. You can’t go out like this… Will and Jay could tell the signs of when you used too much makeup. 

“Uhh, I don’t really feel like it. Can her just pick up chick fil a or something” 

“Are you ok? You love going out” Dam it Jay, did you really have to pick a being detective as your job.

“Yeah, I rather just hang out with you guys tonight y'know”

“Alright I’ll call him”

***

“Y/nnnn… Y/N”

“Is this one of those seizure things she used to have when she had that head injury?” Jay whispers to will

“No, it doesn't look like it. I’m hoping it’s not because I will sue this place down if they let her get a head injury and didn’t let any of us know.” Will grits that last part between his teeth.

“Y/N!” A voice pulls you out of your thoughts.

“Yeah, tell them in court got it. I gotta go bye”

“Alright, call me if you need to schedule anything or if anything happens” your lawyer stood up from the chair.

“Yeah thanks Chris” both Jay and Will got up and shook his hand and walked out.

“What was that about” Will mumbled

“I don’t know, Y/ns strange but you never know what’s going up in that head of hers.” Jay shrugged as he walked down the steps.

Just three weeks left Will said to himself, three weeks. And then you could go back to school. You missed a whole school year so you would be a year behind all of your friends. 

How could Jay not care, he hadn’t fought or visited you as much as he did. 

He would talk to him when they got back to his apartment. This was gonna be another fight 

“Jay?” 

“Yes will”Jay hummed

“You seem to not care about y/n all you do is sit her all day and watch these stupid games” 

“First of all the games aren’t stupid, and second of all how dare you say that I don’t care about her. It seems like you don’t care about her”

“ME? Oh no you sit here and go to the district come back home and drink like your Addict” 

“And you? Don’t act so innocent. You’ve been sitting there on your couch rotting away when you’re not at work” Jay scoffed

“At Least I’m trying to help, I’m trying to read about how we can help Y/n. Do you ever use your brain or are you so fucked up inside? You gonna turn up like dad if you don’t check yourself” Will shoved his finger in Jays chest.

Jay flung wills hand away. “Watch who you’re talking to. Don’t bother  coming over. And you can have y/n when she gets out since I don’t care about her. Now get the hell out of my house”

Like I said, the Halstead siblings are falling apart.

***

January 29th 2024

Court date

“All rise” Everyone stood up as the judge walked into the room

Will,Jay and your lawyer Chris had given you a talk on behaving and doing exactly what they said.

You were gonna follow through with those rules but you had something else in mind to add. A way that everyone would see the true face of Milly.

***

“I have a question for my client”

“During your first court, Ms. Taylor accused you of abusing her over the months, and looking over CCTV footage from your so called confrontation Michelle walked over to Ms Halstead instead and she threw the first punch. If you had looked at the cameras you would have seen it”

Milly looked astonished that someone had said her real legal name and not Milly. 

“MR. Olsen, I did look at the security cameras and I saw what I saw” The judge shrugged.

You had enough, the judge kept lying, Milly kept telling fake stories and everyone wans´t helping.

“I’ve had enough” You stood up. “Y/n what hell are you doing sit down” Jay yelled in a whisper.

“Back off Jay, Your name isn’t Milly Parker. It's Michelle. Isn’t that right? Ms, Taylor? There’s video proof of everything and every single one of your group of friends. You think I haven’t had an outsider for months? Giving me all the information I know right now. I knew it was you who tried to Kill me with the cookies. I got video permission and I saw it. Best part is I didn’t even have to wait for you to be proven wrong in a couple of years because IT'S ALL HERE. YOUR A FUCKING SNAKE, A LIAR AND BITCH”

Jay and Hailey got up and pulled you out of the courtroom before security did it themselves. 

“Y/n are you crazy, you’re going to end up getting more Time in jail” 

“You don’t understand Jay, she’s the one who hit me first. She’s the one who gave those strawberry Cookies” You cried.

Jay pulled you into a hug, so you wouldn’t run off and he could comfort you. “It’s alright, you’re ok. I’ll figure it out.” “Go get that footage on that screen, if they try to stop you someone named Harrison Butler will help you” Jay whispered to Hailey and she nodded back.

“Y/n I’m gonna leave you with Kevin for 5 minutes while I talk to Will about something really quick. Is that ok?” He could feel you nodding in his chest. 

***

“Natalie, It’s Jay. I need you to send Y/ns medical records from when we came for a check up after she had a reaction”

Jay kept humming in response when Natalie kept asking questions

“Alright thank you” 

“I’m getting super tired of the crazy shit” Jay mumbled to himself. 

***

“You need to listen to me. When you go in there don’t get up and scream, don’t accuse, don’t exaggerate. Stick to what Voight told you” Jay was on your level giving you a pep talk. This was the final court session. It would be decided who was guilty and who wasn’t. “Do you understand?”

“Yes. If I get to go home can I get McDonald’s?” It was worth asking.

“Of course y/n. I’ll buy you all the McDonald’s you want and whatever you want.” 

“Y/n it’s time, let’s go” Your lawyer Chris came out.

 ***

“Can Ms. Y/n Halstead come up” The judge “would please tell your side of the story to settle this once and for all.”

After the longest speech of your life which was almost 40 minutes. And other people are coming up to talk. A decision was made.

“I sentence Michelle Taylor 30 years for attempted murder, 10 years for fraud and 3 years for assault.” 

“For Y/n Halsted, she and her family will be compensated 10 thousands from the star and 25 thousand from the Taylor family from what she has been through.” You looked at Jay with a shocked face, that was a ton of money. “Case closed.” The Jude spoke. Everyone around you started clapping and cheering. 

People from your school who had also been affected by Milly were there, News stations, Your family from Med, Fire and Pd. The whole state had heard about your story and it finally worked, people came out told their stories with Milly and this Past year of Hell was over. 

You won

***

Now in the car With Jay and Will you guys were one of the last to leave since people were interviewing you guys like crazy. You were starving for something, not prison food. 

“Can I have McDonald’s now?” 

Jay and Will looked at each other and then looked back at you “taking that as a yes, I’m tired of prison food so let’s go”

***

IT'S OVER, I don’t know if I’m gonna pick this up and add to it again but I want to say I’ve been adding to this every now then since late December early January ish.

I love this and now I can focus on working on some other stuff I have to write😁

Sorry it took so long as well. I wanted to make it good but I got tired of writing this like 2 weeks ago so it’s kinda bad.

Love yall so much and thank you for all the support

[callmeprowler]

EH, HEM!! Oh boy, do I have the story of a lifetime! Hobbie Brown x reader who genuinely hates him. The reader thinks he's so annoying and has no personality other than being a brat to authority figures. They have these little quips about how lame each other are, and one day Hobbie just kinda… confesses! The reader is in COMPETE shock. They genuinely have no idea WTF to do or how to react. They kind of want to call him gross or cringe and avoid him for the rest of their life, but then they kinda look at him and think, "Oh fuck, he's kinda cute??"

You and Hobie could never be in the same room without an argument sparing up, whether it be because of something you did that Hobie took offense at or something Hobie said that you found unprofessional and that's the one reason Miguel never paired the two of you together on missions.

but tough times call for tough measures, when Miguel informed you that he had a mission for you and Hobie your first words were "Oh cmon Miguel can't you choose someone else to go with me I bet Meows Morales would make a better partner '' which Hobie replied to ''oh so you can drain him of all his nine lives, don't get it twisted doll I would much rather be paired with someone else '' but still Miguel made no changes

Miguel replied, "Well, you two are the best and worst. So it's either both of you or none of you!"

that's how you found yourself in a different dimension and to your amusement things weren't going as planned on Hobies side the two of you decided to split up since they were three anomalies on the loose after capturing the one you were after you rushed to Hobies location where he was currently dealing with the third one when you got to the scene the first thing you noticed was Hobies was struggling to contain the anomaly, so you quickly jumped in to help. Together, you managed to subdue the anomaly and capture it. You both breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that your mission was successful

while sending the anomaly back to HQ you didn't notice the cracking floor that you were standing on Suddenly the floor gave way and the two of you fell into the abyss. As you fell, the anomaly escaped your grip and flew away. You were left to contemplate the consequences of your actions. and like a scene from the movie Hobie caught you with his web ''oh wow look at you being a daring hero'' you commented the moment Hobie put you down at a safe spot '' well I couldn't let the woman I love fall to her death now could? well love why don't you stay here and ill go catch that bastard '' Hobie said before swinging off to catch the anomaly, leaving you to think about the words he just said ''the woman i love''

A/N; made this a headcanon type thing cause I can't write proper stories but imma make a part two if this gets enough likes

[ze0re]

╭﹐❣︎﹕ Spider-Boy ﹒〣 ﹕‹𝟹 － 𝖤𝖱𝖤𝖭 𝖸．

cw/tw. fluff, spiderman!eren, black!reader

an. hey ya’ll! I’m back with another story. I got this idea by watching far from home and decided to say hey let’s write a Marvel AU of Eren and make him spider man lol. This is for the AOT and Marvel fans ‼️ But anyways hope you guys enjoyed this !.

summary. - spider-Man comes to your window, injured and beatin up which takes an unexpected turn .

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓! 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓! 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓!

How am I supposed to explain this to mom? There’s no way in hell I can explain how I have a busted lip, bruised ribs, a bloody wound on my leg and a swollen eye.

I groaned as I started to pace around on top of the building I was currently limping on every now and then trying to think of what the hell I'm supposed to do.. If i go home i’ll have to explain to mom on how i got these fucked up injuries. Man cmon! Think Eren think! Who else can I go to who I trust the most?..I can’t go to Armin because he would just freak out and ask me a bunch of questions. I can't go to Mikasa because she would scold the hell out of me and give me a whole lecture of how dangerous this is. I most definitely can’t go to the trio's house..For one Connie has a big ass mouth, two Jean would just clown me like he always does and Sasha? She would freak out.

Man, fuck..who else is there…

…

Wait?

..(Y/n)! I could go to her! She’s the quietest out of the friend group so that’s a good option to go for. And she lives close by which is perfect..considering the fact that i only have little to none strength. I smiled to myself before leaping off the roof top swinging myself towards where her house was.

Let’s just hope and pray her dad isn’t there..

“Oh my god, Hitch no! There’s no way in hell-“

“Oh cmon (Y/N)! If you don’t say anything to him now he’ll be snatched up in seconds.”

“I know..but I can’t! Do you know how embarrassing that is? What about..i do it over text? Yeah, that seems like the best possible option right now.” Hitch stopped what she was doing to stare at the screen giving her the ‘Are you being deadass?’ look. “(Y/N), you cannot, be serious right now..over TEXT? Bitch it’s better if you just do it in person- or better yet! Invite him over tomorrow and confess that way.” (Y/N) could only just groan into her hands, she was stressing out over a boy..

How ironic is that?

“Hitchhhh.” She whined. “(Y/NNNNN).” She whined back. “Man..i can’t believe I'm stressin over a nigga..who isn’t even a nigga. How ironic is tha-'' Before she could finish her sentence two loud knocks on her window had interrupted her. She furrowed her eyebrows together, leaning back in her chair to see what it was to see the one and only Spider-Man..

OUTSIDE HER WINDOW.

Her eyes almost popped out of her skull by the sudden surprise, there was no way thee Spider-Man..

the one man who’s responsible of being the hero of the city is standing outside my window..

This is really happening..”Hitch..imma needa call you back,” She had already hung up the FaceTime call before she had the chance to respond back.You got up almost in an instant to walk over to your window furrowing your eyebrows together to see him in a squatting position holding his stomach..you squint your eyes to roam his body more to spot a patch of blood on his thigh that was going through his suit. You gasped at it as you pulled your window up for him to enter. He groaned slightly sliding his body through your window, now standing in front of you giving you more view of what he looks like..and he’s fucked up. Half his suit was ripped, there was blood patches everywhere on his body, and a big stab wound that was in his thigh.

How the fuck is he still standing..?

So the sweet person you are, you motioned him to sit on the bed not caring if it gets dirty or not. Every rule of being a medical student you always put your patients first then anything else, as he limped to go sit on your bed you instantly ran to your bathroom to get the supplies you needed. While you were doing that, Eren decided to examine your room. His eyes darted to your wall where you hung up pictures of you, your friends, and him. He smiled under his mask to see a picture of him sleeping on the desk with drool slightly coming out of his mouth taking a selfie as you threw up a peace sign in the camera. He then darted his eyes to see him and you together with matching Christmas pjs doing silly faces, he smiled at the cute memory you both shared at that time.

It was cute you kept all these pictures of your friends and him hanging up on your wall. Before he has any time to look around your room more you came back with alcohol, bandages, cotton balls, a needle and the string they put in you for getting stitches (i don’t know what it’s called lol.), bandaids and some kinda cream for bruises. You walked over to the bed where he sat and placed the supplies down on your bed, you huffed out of breath and moved some of your braids out your face to stare at the injured man with a soft smile. “Okay! So I got what I needed and now i just need you to..” You pointed at his half ripped suit, “You need me to take off my suit?” You nodded slightly feeling nervous that the fact THEE Spider-Man is in your bedroom right now and might i mention..he was huge! At least 5’11 or 6’1 somewhere in between. But you can’t become distracted, your top priority is to help him.

He bit the inside of his cheek, before pressing against his chest, clicking some sorta..button? To deflate it, you almost choked on your own spit to see how ripped he was…he had a 6 pack with very attractive collarbones..you could feel heat go to your body just by staring at his body..

God he’s so hot.

Eren looked up to see what else you wanted him to do but grinned seeing you stand there like a frozen statue staring at his body. He chuckled a little catching you off guard, “You gonna continue staring at my body? Or you gonna help me webs” You shook your head out of your thoughts ignoring the fact he called you Webs starting to get to work ‘(You were mentally freaking out in the inside trying to keep your self restraint)’. “Sorry..” You mumbled, he only smiled under his mask shrugging his shoulders. You were so caught up in helping him that you didn’t even question why he came to your window all of sudden? And how he knows where you lived which is pretty strange..

You put a mental note to remind yourself to ask that question once you're done.

You decided to start with the small bruises that were on his stomach, putting some typa of cream on the bruised spots being careful to not press on them. As your fingers worked applying the cream he slightly groaned from the feeling..feeling how soft your fingertips felt against his skin as you put the cream on, you stopped for a second to question if you accidentally pressed on it which he instantly said no and just said it felt good. You only nodded your head and continued to apply it to his skin. After the last bruise on his body you now moved onto the hard part..stitching the stab wound. You got on your knees in front of him motioning him to take the rest of his suit off so you can inspect the injury. He smirked at the command, deciding to do what he does best..being a huge flirt. “Wow doc, getting me to undress already? We just met.” Your eyes widened at the comment he made, shaking your head instantly, there was no way he was making such comments while his thigh is half way gone.

“How could you be flirting with me when you’re a walking corpse?” She asked with a raised brow, he only shrugged his shoulders pulling the rest of his suit off to reveal the stab wound- and surprisingly it didn’t need stitches which was good, the blood had seeked all the way through his suit making it look like it was big but in reality it wasn’t. You grabbed the alcohol, cotton balls and bandages to get started on it. When you were done with his thigh you gave him the clear he could put his suit back on which he did, when he got it all the way on he pressed the chest part of it and it reflated back onto his skin. Now since you were done…questions are about to be asked, 

Because how the hell did he know where you lived?!

“Okay, Spider-Man. First why the hell did you come to my house? Second how do you know where I live?? Are you stalking me?” You stared at him, I mean you weren’t complaining! Shi you manifested he would one day come to your window and well..look where we are now! This was the hard part for Eren, his dumbass didn’t think of any answers, so in the heat of the moment he had to think of something. “Uhm.. Well I heard from someone that you were a medical doctor.” You raised a brow crossing her arms, “Uh huh..so explain how you found out where i lived?” Shit..

He was caught at this point.

He stumbled on his words a little trying to find out the correct words but just sighed. “Look, don’t freak out when i show you this okay?” You raised a brow in confusion on what he was about to do,,you heard him sigh one more last time before he reached up to grab his mask, pulling it off to reveal..

“Eren?!” You yelled, with wide eyes. The person you helped and practically got a glance of his sexy body was Eren? My Eren?? “What the fuck?! When the- How the- WHAT?!” At this point you started to freak out, Eren was the all mighty Spider-Man? The one who kicks ass and saves the city 24/7? “Oh my god..” You whispered out, continuing to stare at your best friend with wide eyes, he only scratches the back of his neck with a nervous chuckle. “Hey..(Y/N)?”

Before you knew it..you threw the alcohol bottle at him earning a whine from him. “Hey! What was that for?” You scoffed. “You know exactly what that’s for you buffoon! You really kept this from me?? Ooo I outta... OOO you’re so lucky you’re injured because I swear to you I would've-“ Before you finished that sentence, you felt a thing being shot at you. You looked down to see he shot a web towards your stomach to pull you towards him, launching you into his chest, feeling his hand go to your waist holding you place. “(Y/N) There’s a reason why i didn’t tell you.” He sighed. You raised a brow. “One reason being because of that!” He laughed, earning a scoff and slight laugh, “Two because I have many enemies who target me, and if I told anyone my identity I knew, they would target my weakness which is you and the others. I couldn’t bare to live with the thought of your guys life being threatened because of me.”  He spoke in a soft tone, you looked up at him with a now softened face and small smile. “Well now i know i’ll always be protected by my one savior and whose always there for me.” You chuckled, wrapping your arms around his waist and giving him a hug,

He raised a brow “And who might that be?” He teases, you roll your eyes and playfully pushed him away. “You Spider-Boy.” You teases back, he furrowed his eyebrows with a smile. “What did you call me?”

“Mm..nothin.”

“(Y/N).”

“What? I didn’t call you anything.”

He only scoffed at it before pulling you back to his embrace. You were about to protest but got caught off guard when he placed his lips onto yours, you gasped into the kiss shocked that he did that. You didn’t even have enough time to kiss back before he pulled back, chuckling at your shocked expression. “You wanna tell me what you called me? Or do I need to kiss you again for you to do it?” You blinked a few times before stumbling on your words. “I think you gotta kiss me again to remind me.” He only shook his head with a smile on his face before he leaned down again to take your lips into his making it longer, giving you enough time to respond back. You pulled back after a few seconds, wrapping your arms around his neck with a smile of your own. “I called you Spider-Boy.”

“Really? ‘Spider-Boy?’” You nodded your head and pecked his lips one last time

“Yep..my Spider-Boy.”

Bonus:

“You know if you wanted to keep your identity from me..think of a better plan then just randomly popping up at my house thinking i wouldn’t notice.”

“Hey! I was injured and you were closer to where I was!”

“God..i know you’re stupid but you can’t be THAT stupid.”

“Okay first of all…”

“First of all what?”

“I- Well..!”

“Exactly!”

[simp4men]

Hold Me Down

“Jack, wake your ass up” you say smacking him with a pillow. 

“10 more minutes Ma” he whines cuddling into the pillow some more

“Nope now, Neelam’s going to yell at the both of us, you have your radio interviews today remember, and we have to be downstairs in 20 minutes cmon” you say 

You were Jack's personal assistant. You have been working for him now for about a year since he started working on his album. Jack really needed someone that was with him 24/7, basically just making sure that he had everything and was on top of things. Since starting this album he was so focused and dedicated to making his music that he wasn’t really caring for anything else. You were there to make sure that he was eating, sleeping, getting to things on time and stuff like that. You went everywhere with him, you guys stayed in the same hotel room whenever you guys traveled and would stay with him at his place when he went home. You were kind of his babysitter if you will, just always keeping an eye on him and making sure he was always happy. 

“Jack I mean it, up now” you say seriously taking the covers off of him. 

“I’m up, I’m up” he says making his way to the bathroom

“Finally, what do you want to eat, i'll order you something quick before we go” you say 

“Uhh just a tea, and croissant please” he says 

“You got it” you reply, quickly calling room service for Jack’s order and getting yourself a coffee as well. 

The room service quickly arrived. “Jack, Cmon food’s here, and we gotta go, you ready?” you ask 

Jack came out of the bathroom, with his black cargo pants and black polo shirt on.

“Yup, I’m ready lets go” he says 

“Great, here's your food and tea, you're gonna have to eat it in the car, we have to leave now” you say handing him his food.

He takes it from you. “Thanks ma, where's my hoodie” he asks making his way out the hotel room with you behind him. 

“I have it in my bag, once you finish your tea and food, i'll give it to you, i don't want you to spill on it” you say

He laughs, “you know me so well, what would I do without you”? He asks 

“Honesty you’d probably end up in a ditch somewhere” you joke 

“That hurts ma, truly.” Jack says

“Yeah, yeah, now get your ass in the car.” you say 

Once Jack finished his food you took out his hoodie from your bag and gave it to him to wear. You guys pulled up to the radio station and made your way inside. 

Jack was doing really well in his interview talking about his new album and music and such. Then they got onto the topic of relationships. 

“So Jack, the whole world wants to know if you're single or in a relationship” the interviewer asks.

He laughs, “Nope i’m single right now, I'm really laser focused on my music right now, no time for a girlfriend” he says

“I bet all the ladies will be happy to hear that” the interviewer says

“There’s only one girl in my life right now, and that’s my assistant, she literally is the one who makes sure everything runs smoothly, and part of the reason why I was able to make it to this interview” he laughs 

“Well where is she, we need to thank her for bringing you here” the interviewer says

 “Come here, pretty girl” Jack says waving you over

You were currently in the corner of the studio with Neelam, you cover your face and shake your head laughing 

“She’s shy, she doesn’t like to be in the spotlight at all.” Jack chuckles 

“So how does that work, with you being one of the most followed and talked about people, how does she stay so incognito?” the interviewer asks.

“She’s a very private person, and I know that I am in the spotlight a lot but I also try to keep my private life separate from the public eye and It’s nice to have someone with me who understands that. She literally keeps me grounded and doesn’t let this whole fame thing get to my head. Technically i’m her boss, but it doesn't feel like that, she really looks out for my well being and I honestly don’t know what I would do without her.” he says looking over at you winking 

You roll your eyes at him smiling. A few hours later and a few interviews later, Jack had finally wrapped his press for the day. He was exhausted. Once you guys both made it back to the car he instantly laid his head down on your lap and fell asleep. You brought your hands up to his curls gently playing with his hair. You couldn't have been more thankful to get to live this life with Jack by your side. 

[annab-nana]

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Pause “because your beautiful” with jj, but before they kiss John b walks in and jj’s like “dude cmon you ruined the moment” or some shit like that

this is a super old request that i have no idea why i never wrote but better late than never, right? 🥴

warnings: underage drinking, mention of murder

❀ masterlist ❀

"i'm gonna go get another beer. anyone want anything?" you offered up when you rose to your feet off of the hammock you shared with jj who wasn't too happy that you and your warmth for leaving him, but if it was only for a little bit, he felt he could be patient. the rest of the crew was near, sitting around the bonfire jj and john b assembled earlier with pope's supervision of course.

"can you get me a water? please y/n?" sarah asked of you in an overly sweet tone, her drunkness getting to her more than she should comprehend currently. she had grabbed your hand as if she was prepared to full-on beg you, but you were going to get her the requested beverage as soon as she asked for it.

"of course, i can," you returned in a similar saccharine voice before pope and john b asked for you to get them some beers as well.

once inside, you made your way to the fridge and collected four beer bottles—one for jj though he didn't ask for it—and set them down on the counter to grab sarah's bottle of water. only you caught a glimpse of a figure standing by the doorframe, startling you, but thankfully, you'd just put down the first four drinks or else, the floor could possibly be littered with glass shards and cold beer.

"jesus, j! you scared me," you scolded while trying to get your heart to calm down in your chest. it felt like it was going to pump right out of you. Still, since seeing it was just jj and not some psycho murderer attempting to kill you or something, it along with your breathing slowed to an average pace when you noticed the cerulean eyes of the one you loved had a certain glint to them. "why are you looking at me like that?"

his smile widened slightly as he made his way over to you. his hands found your waist while your eyes peered curiously up at his own. you knew he was plotting something beneath the mess of golden locks, but what it was exactly was a mystery to you at the moment.

he dipped his head down to be closer to yours where his breath could be felt hitting your lips. that small smirk of his widened before he whispered gently, "because you're beautiful."

playfully, you rolled your eyes at his sickening sweetness and moved your smiling mouth to be closer to his as well. his top lip just barely brushed your bottom one before you heard a faint oh come from the kitchen's entrance.

you each turned toward the source of the interruption and spotted an amused john b. "sorry to bother you guys," he prefaced though his facial expression suggested he truly felt the opposite of his words, "but sarah is about to cry if she doesn't get some water asap so..."

"c'mon dude, you totally ruined the moment," jj complained whilst watching his best friend grab the water bottle he came for and two of the beers you had set aside for him and pope. john b held in his giggles for as long as he could, but you both could hear him laughing when he was back outside.

"at least i've got you all to myself now," jj sighed in relief, his lips nearing yours, but a cough alerted you both that you still were not alone.

"no, you actually don't," kiara spoke up with an awkward smile on her face. "just keep it down, yeah? i gotta pee and i don't wanna hear y'all macking on each other."

"do you just wanna go to my place?" you offered jokingly though you wouldn't be opposed if he agreed. alone time with jj was always a good time.

"honestly, yeah. let's ditch these losers."

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[rosebalor]

Chapter 1 (Miss I.D.G.A.F.)

(Sharing my story and love of writing with y’all)

I sit on the balcony of my one-bedroom apartment just staring out at the beautiful sunset sky. The soft breeze feels amazing in this Las Vegas heat. Before long, it's dark out and the lights from the High Roller are brighter than ever.

The Las Vegas strip is coming to life once again. I'm not into the whole gambling or party scene. I prefer staying in and reading a good book or watching Netflix. Call me boring but I'd much rather be safe than sorry especially when it comes to alcohol, drugs, and whatever else goes down here in "sin city". I've always been what most might perceive as a "good girl." I've never done anything bad in my life.

It may seem weird for someone like me to be living in such a party city but I have my reasons for living here. Well, two reasons actually. The first one is my best friend, Mel. She and I are as thick as thieves. We have known each other since freshman year of high school. I remember the first time I saw her. I was sitting in the cafeteria with my friends talking about our first day when in walks this gorgeous blonde with black cowboy boots.

Everyone was whispering all around about what she was wearing. This girl didn't have a care in the world about looking different. Clearly, she was not from Los Angeles. She had a brown bag lunch and was looking around for a place to sit. I got up from our table to introduce myself. I know what being the new girl is like and I wanted to make her feel welcomed.

From that day forward, we were inseparable. Amelia Benson, or Mel as she likes to be called, became my closest confidant. We are total opposites but somehow we just click. She has bleach blonde hair, blue eyes, fair-skinned and is about 5'8. I'm dark-haired with hazel eyes, tanned skin and is very petite at only 5'2. She loves to have fun and let loose while I'm more conservative and prefer the quiet.

She has been trying for years to get me out of my shell and has successfully done that once by making me get a tattoo when we first moved out. One week here and I now sport a heart and flower tattoo on my right shoulder. However, she has failed in getting me to go to clubs.

"Cmon, Nia! We're 21 now! It's like a right of passage to go out and get drunk now that we're legal!" she had told me on a few days after my birthday.

"No way! You know I hate that type of stuff."

"I don't get why. You're so pretty and you could honestly pull off any hot outfit and we could totally have fun on the strip."

I roll my eyes at her. She just doesn't understand that I have no interest in drinking and partying. It has nothing to do with how I look. I know I'm pretty and that guys check me out all of the time but I just don't care to flaunt that around.

My other reason for being here is my boyfriend Carter Montgomery. We've been together since jr high after so many years of being just friends. We grew up together and have been friends since practically birth. Weirdly enough, we're only 2 days apart. To this day, we still believe our mothers somehow planned it out that way.

Carter is the quarterback at UNLV. He got a full ride to go here and so I applied along with Mel and now Las Vegas has been our home for the past two years. We're currently juniors, Carter majoring in kinesiology, Mel in art history, and me in Psychology.

Since being out here, Carter and Mel have become closer since they both have the party streak. I don't mind when they hang out on the strip and at parties because I at least know they're safe. I know most people wouldn't be that trusting especially with a guy like Carter.

Carter is the big man on campus. Practically the whole school knows who he is. There is always a girl wanted to get with him but he shuts that down real quick. I don't blame other girls for throwing themselves at him. He's pretty hot with his brown, boyish hair, grey eyes, 6'2 frame, tan and toned body and a smile that could melt anyone's heart.

Carter can act like a douche, I mean what guy doesn't have that side to them? But I truly know him and I know the softer side he has. He's absolutely sweet, understanding and I know I can trust him. It also helps that after a night out, he always comes back to stay the night with me.

I may be a nice girl but even I have needs. I love Carter and I know he loves me so having sex felt like a normal thing. He has never pressured me into doing anything I don't want to do and that just makes me fall for him even more.

Just like clockwork, at around 1 AM, I hear someone at the door. I laugh as I hear Carter's voice as he cusses and fumbles with the lock. Eventually, he gets the door open and smiles as soon as he sees me.

I get up from the couch and hug him tightly.

"Mmm, I missed you," he says into my hair.

I smile, "I missed you too."

He lifts me up with ease and makes our way to the couch. He sits down and places me in his lap. I have my legs on either side of his and straddle him.

"How was your night?" I ask.

He shrugs. "Not bad, we all just hit a frat party so it was just pretty much the usual drunk people hanging out."

"And Mel?"

"She was there too. I made sure to walk her back to her apartment to make sure she got home safe."

I smile. Carter is such a gentleman.

He closes his eyes and I run my hands through his hair. I lean down and kiss his lips softly then make my way down to his neck. I bite down softly, sucking on his skin. He lets out a soft moan letting me know he's enjoying this.

We make out for a little while before Carter lifts me up yet again and walks us to the bedroom. He lays me down on the bed and hovers over me as he kisses me hard. Soon our clothes are off and he's inside me.

The only thing I hate about his drunk nights is how quick the sex is. I'm not saying the sex is bad but I usually feel a little frustrated after because it doesn't last as long as when he's sober. Within a few minutes, Carter is lying next to me asleep. I go to the bathroom and take a quick shower before getting back into bed and cuddling up to my snoring boyfriend.

The next day, I'm sitting at a frozen yogurt shop with Mel, listening to her talk about the party last night. I sit there eating my yogurt and pretending to listen. After a while, it gets boring when Mel talks about her partying but I've learned to block out most and listen just enough to make it look like I'm paying attention. It's a gift really.

We get interrupted by a few guys who ask us for our numbers. Mel gives them hers and makes them leave before they even have a chance to ask for mine again.

"So, you're going to the game on Saturday, right?"

"Well, my boyfriend is the quarterback so I kind of have to be there."

She nods her head. "Right. What about after? You should come out with us."

I sigh. "Not this again. You already know my answer to that."

"Stop being such a party pooper!" she says a little too loud. A few heads turn and look at us. She looks around silently apologizing to them and gets up.

"I'll be right back but this conversation isn't over."

I roll my eyes and go back to eating my fro-yo. As she walks to the bathroom, her phone goes off. Taylor Swift's "Shake it off" starts blaring. I reach for her phone to silent it surprised it's not on vibrate since she usually has it on that setting. I don't mean to look at the message on the screen but when I do, I'm in shock.

It's her old roommate Rachel, who I've never gotten along with, asking why Mel didn't call her earlier. She ends the text with "You better not be too busy making out with Carter!"

What the hell? As I'm about to silent the phone and put it back down, it goes off again. This time "Stay" by Sugarland starts playing. It's the chorus and the next verse that I know so well that catches my eye.

"Why don't you stay?

I'm down on my knees I'm so tired of bein' lonely Don't I give you what you need? When she calls you to go There is one thing you should know We don't have to live this way Baby, why don't you stay?You keep tellin' me, baby There will come a time When you will leave her arms And forever be in mine But I don't think that's the truth And I don't like bein' used, and I'm tired of waitin'It's too much pain to have to bear To love a man you have to share..."

I finally look at the name of who is texting her and almost drop the phone. Carter? What the fuck is going on? Why does she have that song set as his ringtone? I read his message and my heart stops.

"Hey baby, sorry I couldn't stay last night. I'll see you tonight though. Wear that outfit that I like so much."

Baby? Baby?!?! Oh. My. God.

My best friends are sneaking around behind my back.

[lemmetreatya]

Here I am, once again dropping a Giorno request 🐖 I was thinking about Black fem reader who just loves to watch sunsets and sunrises ( i mean cmon who doesn't??) and since Giorno payed close attention to it he'd wake her up pretty early one day to watch it with her 'cause he wants to see her happy ☺️ hope that makes sense 🫶🏾

New Dawnings — Giorno x Black!fem reader

this request was so CYUTTEE!! as soon as i saw it come in i knew EXACTLY what scene i wanted to play out 🥹 ENJOY BB! 🫶🏾

—> Also, i’m claiming this reader and giorno as the same from the last request — so this is set post-confession scene 😆💖

Being able to sleep in was a privilege you began to savour more as you grew older.

Later mornings were something that rarely graced your schedule and so you had come to terms with early rises, bleary eyes and groggy thoughts.

However, despite that as the consequence, you’ve come to find love in the young mornings based purely on the fact that you were able to witness some of the most breathtaking sunrises that could have ever graced the land. The way the auburn colours painted the sky; like a blank canvas waiting to be used. It truly amazed you how picturesque morning sunrises could be and so for the time being, you stuck to it.

Yet no matter how much you had come to love a sunrise, a good lie in could never be denied.

Luckily, with how your week had fallen into place recently, it meant that you could get a few hours of sleep in before you had anything important to do.

Well, that’s what you had intended for yourself, but it looks like the person currently shaking you out of your sleep had thought else wise.

“Mmnng.”

You hadn’t even the energy to open your mouth or swat the perpetrator away. Your eyelids felt so heavy, a lot heavier than usual. You weren’t even sure if you were supposed to be awake yet.

The thought to ignore the person stuck with you. Maybe if you stayed asleep for long enough they’d bugger off, you thought. However, you soon learnt that that wasn’t going to work.

“Hey. Come on. Wake up or we’re gonna miss it.” A voice said.

Even half asleep, you knew exactly who the voice belonged to. It made the disturbance a bit more tolerable but even then, you still needed a valid reasoning.

“Miss wha’, Giogio?” You mumbled into the pillow.

The man stopped shaking you but he was now sat a top your bed, legs crossed as he looked back at you.

“The showing.” He said rather ominously.

Wearily blinking up at him, you had to lift your head so that you could read his face of seriousness.

“Huh? Wha’ show?”

Giorno shrugged.

“If you get up, I’ll show you.”

A large groan left your mouth as you let your head flop back down onto the pillow. Now that you think about it, the room was still practically quite dark. There was barely any light coming in from the outside so you sure as hell hope that whatever Giorno had to show you, was worth it.

With a sigh, you gathered your strength before flinging your blanket off of you and getting up on the opposite side of the bed Giorno was sat on. However, it’s only when you walked around your bed frame and proceeded to place your slippers on, that your sleepy brain was starting to catch up with the situation.

You whizzed round in Giorno’s direction, the blonde man’s eyes wide as he looked up at you.

“Wait, how’d you even get in here?”

Giorno looked sideways before scratching the back of his neck.

“I…have my ways?” He tried.

You watched him for a few more seconds, clearly not buying his explanation. It’s only when he smiled widely at you that you (mildly!!) relented.

“You’re lucky I like you.” You grumbled.

Still in your pajamas, bonnet and slippers, Giorno held your hand respectfully inside of his lap. He rubbed both of his palms against yours, trying his best to keep you warm, and appeased, enough to sit this in with him.

You were both currently sat inside his car. Ever since he got his license back, it’s practically been his second home.

“Giorno, I’m so cold.” You whined. “If you’re gonna keep me in here could you at least just turn the heating on. I can literally see my breath when I breathe.”

The blonde briskly brought your hands up to his mouth, blowing hot air onto them in an almost comedic manner.

“Sorry, no can do. If I put the heating on you’ll fall asleep again. I need you to stay awake.”

“But for what? You’re not telling me anything about why I’m here and I really wanted to sleep in today. You’re gonna make me grumpy and I don’t wanna be grumpy.” You groaned.

With a sigh, Giorno placed your hands back into his lap as his head leaned backwards against the chair rest. He knows he was asking for a lot, especially concerning he wasn’t relaying any helpful information to explain the situation.

Right now, you were wholeheartedly trusting that he wasn’t wasting your time and Giorno valued that from you. He just didn’t want to let you down and result in you never trusting him again.

“You’ll find out what it is in a bit.”

With an exasperated noise, you pulled your hand out from his grasp before turning towards him in an annoyed manner.

“Giorno! I do not want to be grumpy!”

The blonde opened his mouth to once again try and appease you but before he could, nature had come to his rescue as the first sighting of golden light peaked from the horizon.

Opening his side of the door, Giorno looked at you with a spark in his eye.

“It’s starting! Come on, it’s starting.”

Yet another sigh left your mouth as you sluggishly pushed yourself out the other door. When you closed it behind you, Giorno seemed to already be sitting on the hood of the car.

“I can’t believe you’ve got me up this early…” You mumbled as you find yourself automatically following Giorno’s lead and sitting besides him.

Giorno watches straight ahead at the now rising sun as the surroundings slowly cast orange and yellow glows.

With an attitude, you watch the side of Giorno’s face so that you could wait for him to look over at you and see your displeased expression. And you knew he could see you watching because a boyish grin soon graced his lips.

However, the man didn’t entertain you.

“Watch the show.” He muses without turning to look at you. You look away in a huff because the tactics that usually seemed to work on him weren’t working now.

Although Giorno, understanding how this may seem like an irritating experience to you, decided that maybe it was time to reveal his reasoning behind dragging you out so early.

Taking your hand in his once again, the blonde took a deep breath. He aimlessly rubbed his thumb over your knuckles and nails.

“I’m really new to all this, this thing we’ve got going on. And I’m trying my best to navigate all of it so do bare with me.” He started off.

Giorno usually wasn’t a brash or harshly spoken person, but hearing how his words came out frailer than normal, you knew he was being a lot more careful of the words he was trying to articulate.

Knowing that, you could already feel your moody mien start to dissipate. Feeling him tug on one of your fingers, you looked over at him with a less sour attitude than before.

“I wanna do more of the things you love, with you. And I know this may seem like the worst time and I’m sorry I woke you up so early today but I just wanted to experience this with you. Because I know you like this kinda stuff so… yeah.” He finished.

For the most part, you were speechless. Your mouth was softly agape as you watched the man with a surprised expression.

Ever since he confessed to you back then, your relationship has been the same as since when you were friends. Apart from the occasional lingering hug and holding of the hands here and there, there hadn’t been any progress.

And you know you were silly for thinking it, but you were starting to form the opinion that maybe Giorno had expressed his endearment for you within the spur of the moment and through the excitement of liquid encouragement.

However, hearing his words now and how he was actively trying to appease you, you now know you were foolish for ever thinking else wise.

“Gi…Giorno—” You started.

“Shp. It’s okay. Don’t say anything just yet.” He said as he shook his head and pointed towards the horizon. “For now, let’s just watch, okay?”

Bewildered, you blinked in shock, a stuttered ‘okay’ leaving your mouth before you turned towards the beautifully painted sky.

The scene before the both of you was breathtaking. You’ve seen so many sunrises before but this one seemed so much more divine. The way the sun slowly started to shine upon everything in it’s path was alluring.

“I love seeing sunrises. I really do.” You breathed.

No longer did you feel any form of discontent from being woken up early. The divinity of the azurian ceiling had truly blessed your morning and you could only feel assured that this moment was magical.

“This one was worth it Giorno, thank yo—”

As you turned round to thank the blonde, you were stopped mid-sentence.

With an infatuated smile, Giorno was already looking at you — the sunrise reflecting within his ocean blue eyes.

The environmental air was biting cold, but suddenly your neck, ear and cheeks were growing hot.

“What?” You bashfully mumbled, the feeling of wanting to hideaway was so strong.

Giorno only shook his head, his hand squeezing yours lightly.

“Nothing.” He mused. “I’m just watching the show.”

[huanglong-diyidou]

Just Dance and Romance (Arataki Itto x gn!reader) (pt. 1)

4:46 pm

The day’s classes are over for you and Itto. You’re currently sitting with him and Kuki Shinobu at the cafeteria. She has her laptop open, working on an assignment. You’ve been loudly chatting with Itto about all sorts of stupid things, since neither of you have anything better to do. You suggest, “Hey, I’ve been thinking… we should totally go to my house and have a sleepover. Plus, I’ve been meaning to try out a Just Dance game with someone~”

“OH! Hey, that’s the best idea ever! I am so gonna beat your score, just you watch. They don’t call me Arataki ‘dance master’ Itto for nothing!” You roll his eyes at the new nickname. Itto being Itto, as always.

“Never heard that one before,” you reply. He makes an exaggerated incredulous face.

“What do you mean, you never heard that one before? Don’t you know about my super awesome and amazing dance skills?” he says.

“I’ve never even seen you dance before.”

“Well, you would’ve if you ever came to any of my frat parties!”

“Please.” you cross your arms. “I’m never going into one of those hell holes, like ever.” Shinobu was having trouble focusing.

“Can you two please pipe it down..?” She stretches in her chair. “I actually have work to do, unlike you two.” You and Itto share a look.

“Sorry, Shinobu…” you say.

“Yeah, sorry! You’re so cool for being so hardworking! I could never do all that”, Itto vaguely gestures at the screen. You felt kinda bad for interrupting her studying. Being a law student wasn’t easy, after all.

“Just.. go talk elsewhere. Please. We can hang out, but later .” she says, massaging her temples.

Itto just stares at her, loudly slurping his boba drink. Out of pity for the law student, you decide to drag him to the store to buy supplies for the sleepover. If you didn’t, this man would simply never shut up.

5:28 pm

“Okay, what do we need for a sleepover? Snacks, obviously… but what else?” you are lost in your thoughts. Itto calls out your name and you turn towards him. He’s holding up a cat plush with a weird, stretched out face. With a stupid grin, he says that it looks like you. Jesus… You have half a mind to just throw a bag of chips at him. “No, you” is the best comeback you can come up with. It’s okay though, it is very effective against Itto specifically.

“Heeeey, I do NOT look like that! My face is too handsome. Cmon, have you even looked at my handsome face? It’s nothing like this… weird, alien cat’s face!” Itto comes closer and makes the stupidest face you’ve ever seen. He’s grinning, eyebrows raised and eyelids half closed.

“Wow. Yeah, you really do look like that plush.” you answer. Itto’s jaw drops, taken aback. He was… slightly hurt that you didn’t think he was handsome. Of course, he could never let you know that. Ultimately, you picked out some popcorn, Doritos and Mountain Dew. Itto got ice cream bars and beef jerky.

5:59 pm

Arrived at your home already, a place Itto’s been to many, many times. You have been best friends for so long now. Your parents have gotten used to him bursting in like he lives here. But not tonight, no, they’re away on vacation. You’re slightly jealous of them being in the sun while you have to toil away to get to campus in the cold. “All right! Just Dance time!” Itto loudly announces after setting the ice cream in the fridge.

“What..? We just got here. Don’t you wanna do something else first?”

“Nope! Just Dance time! I said I was gonna beat you, and I’m a man of my word.” He pounded on his chest with his fist.  “Arataki ‘dance master’ Itto will show you who’s the real boss here.” You scoffed.

“You think I’m gonna let you beat me at Just Dance? Right here, in my own domain? Hah! Not. A. Chance!” you cross your arms.

Itto’s already diving for the Wii remote. You scrambled to get the 1P remote. No way you’d let him have the 1P remote. This was your turf! You successfully grab the remote, which was hidden underneath some blankets. Itto turns the console on, and you start the game. You’ve had this console for a long time now, and you know it’s outdated. But you could never get rid of it. Too many precious memories were made on it. A lot of those memories had Itto in them. You mostly had competitive games, so it made sense. Having no siblings to play them with, he was all too happy to play against you all the time. He absolutely had to be the best at every single game you had. You were honestly impressed at how much time he spent in your house just trying to get better than you. Little do you know, there was perhaps another reason why Itto came over so often.

Just Dance 2014 was booted up, and he was practically jumping in excitement. You could swear you saw stars in his eyes. Remote in hand, you set the ground rules. “All right. So, we each pick out two songs, and best two out of three wins! Got it?” you yell out. Itto aggressively nods and holds out his thumb.

“I get the home advantage, so I’m picking first!” you say. Itto has no oppositions. This had become a habit with the two of you, with how often you came over at each other’s place. You quickly pick out one of your favourite songs, Starships . The choreography was super girly, and you knew that. You are an evil gremlin and wanted to see Itto dancing ridiculously. Surprisingly, Itto just looked super serious the whole time. It was quite a sight seeing a bulky, 6’8 guy dancing to Starships with an extremely focused expression. He seemed dead-set on beating you, but you weren’t going down that easy.

After the song was over, you were anxiously watching the score meter to see who won. The bars are going up, up, up… until Itto’s stopped and yours kept going up! He dropped to his knees and yelled out, “NOOOO! How?! How could this be?”

“HAH! Told you I’d win!” you say, almost out of breath.

“This… isn’t over yet. I’m going to beat you, just you watch!” he spat back, unable to accept his loss. Itto swiftly moves closer and grabs your remote, still attached to your wrist. You couldn’t help but blush, just a little. There really isn’t much space between the two of you. Plus, his hand totally dwarfs the remote, which seemed normal-sized in yours. You kind of forget just how big he is sometimes. “There!” his voice pulls you out of your stupor. He moves away. For a split-second, you felt slightly disappointed. Wait, disappointed? No, no, it was nothing. Shake it off. You didn’t feel anything . You were so distracted you didn’t even notice the song was about to start. What song did he even..? Wait, Moskau ?

“Heeeey, come on, pick the character so we can start already!” Itto was getting impatient. You scrambled to click on the girl character since he already took the guy. The dance started out relatively normally. It was a bit silly, and you couldn’t really manage too many of the russian dance moves. Weirdly… Itto was executing each one perfectly. You were impressed, but also a little suspicious. Did he… practice for this? Nah, that’s not possible. You only bought the game yesterday and didn’t tell him about it till earlier today. He then did something you could never have anticipated. As the girl on the screen was picked up and spun around by the guy, Itto did the same to you. With no warning, he grabbed you by the waist and lifted you in the air, spinning around. You yelped out of surprise but held on tight. You barely even had to anyway, with how steady his grip was. Your heart was beating so fast, the result of a combination of dancing and whatever it was that just happened. Before you even know it, Itto puts you back down and continues dancing like nothing happened. You stare at him, struggling to catch up to him. By the end of the song, you could barely move anymore. Itto seemed just fine, though. I guess that’s what you get for being less active than him… “Hey… Hey, what the hell was that? Why’d you lift me up like that?” you say in between gasps for air.

“Huh? Because… because of the dance, obviously! I’m not a chicken! I’m gonna follow exactly what the dancers are doing. No slacking! There really isn’t any excuse!” Itto replies, a little too fast. You didn’t buy it. Something was fishy here. Unsurprisingly, the screen showed that Itto had won. “WOO! Got my revenge, finally! Hahahaa, haha!” he guffaws.

“Gloat all you want, buddy. There’s still one last song.” You chose the final song, and danced like your life depended on it. Unfortunately for you, so did Itto. As the song ended, you ran to get a glass of water, the thirst being unbearable. While you were drinking, the game announced the winner… Itto! “HAAAH! I won! I totally won! You see that?!” he points at the screen. “That-- is the sign of a true dance master.”

“I can’t… I can’t believe it… Haah… I’m dying over here.” you say, truly out of breath. You collapse on your couch. Itto collapses next to you. “Well? Will you admit it? Will you admit that I, Arataki Itto, am the real, numero uno dance master?”

“Okay, okay, fine! You’re the dance master!” you roll your eyes and playfully punch his chest. “Ah, ew! You’re so sweaty! Go take a shower!”

“Ugh, no way! You go take a shower!” he lightly shoves you. Chaos ensues as the both of you play-wrestle over who should shower first. Wild laughs reverberated through the living room. You had the illusion that you actually had a fair chance of taking him over, but you really didn't. Itto was being very generous by holding back all of his strength. At some point, you manage to grab his wrists and topple him over, getting him underneath you. “Hah! I win!” you exclaim.

…

…Ah, this position…

Itto was just staring at you with a blank expression.

It took you embarrassingly long to realize just how awkward this had gotten. Back when you were kids, it was fine. You always wrestled like this, not thinking too much of it. But now… the both of you are grown-up. What was once an innocent game now felt so very… different. You could feel his muscles a little too much under your thighs. His wrists felt too big. His stare… You finally couldn’t take any more and got off. “Uh– well, then. I’m gonna take a shower first, I guess. Bye.” you say, practically running away from the couch.

Itto didn’t miss the blush that had crept up on your face. He just looked at you leaving, amused.

What was he gonna do with you..? “So adorable.” he said under his breath, slowly shaking his head.

[femmefeedist]

Dude cmon... you are still skinny... only people with EDs would consider you a "fatty"... to everyone else in day to day life you're a petite little thing... it's getting annoying and delusional... when people complain about an otherwise skinny girl losing her mind over gaining 5 lbs and calling themselves fat now, they're talking about YOU... i get that it might turn you on to imagine being a fat girl, and having people egg you on and tease you by calling you fat, but right now you are not😭😭😭

Sorry if my tumblr triggered you somehow? I never personally called myself fat (I specifically only use "chubbier" etc and any references to "fat" with a capital F are to my girlfriend who *is* overweight/borderline obese or to a hypothetical fantasy).

I don't gain weight easily unless I'm *really* trying, but I like putting on weight and I find it hot to *get fatter* so if that isn't your thing and I'm annoying you with my current body weight then you can just unfollow - I promise I won't be mad. I want us all to have fun over here so if my story/journey/verbage is bothering you then no one is forcing you to stay. I hope you find a corner of tumblr you vibe with and if you do choose to stay I hope you can understand my perspective 💓

[charmspoint]

what did u think abt talentless nana chapter 78.

Thank you for reminding me to look for it 👀, since you sent a message I'll just do my impressions here!

I love Kyouya so much he's just out there enjoying life. It's just somehow really endearing to see he was like a productive member of society after we watched him mostly play sherlock and struggle to make friends. Knowing he's probably well over 20 in the current timeline puts a weird spin on him entering as a high schooler but also like...it's Kyouya of course he would just single mindedly use his immortality to infiltrate a high school and look for a sister he barely remembers.

Also I think we can summarize from this that Kyouya's invulnerability also protects him from alcohol lmaoooo

This is just a real nice shot of Kyouya lets appreciate it for a second.

The way my heart clenched.

They are too damn alike ;-; hiding their pain from each other because they want to protect the other ;-; I mean there's really no other solution here, Kyouya is doing his best because nobody else is able to do it, but also i understand how the knowledge that he might be suffering for her is weighing heavy on Rin along with her sickness.

Tiny shocked Rin for your tiny shocked Rin needs

KYOUYA IM GOING TO PUT YOU IN A BLENDER

The art of Rin in this chapter is heartbreaking.

FUCKING SCREAMING AND CRYING

I am on the fucking ground I didn't think we'd be dealing with the topic of suicide in these chapters but god, Rin wanting to die and knowing the only thing keeping her alive is the fact that Kyouya would grieve her and have to bury her and instead of trying to live for him, devising a plan to alter his journals so eventually the price for his talent would erase her from his memories completely. She feelsl this is a kindness, because Kyouya is struggling so hard, working so hard for her and she's in pain and she's sick and she feels like she's horribly burdening and torturing the only person who she cares about. She knows she's hurting and confusing him with her actions, taking things away from him, things he cherishes greatly, but still proceeds on anyway because she is convinced that is the best she can do.

IM GOING TO FUCKING LOSE IT

This is not fucking okay

THIS IS NOT FUCKING OKAY IM LITERALLY CRYING

RIN IS CATBOY JIN I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD I SWEAR TO MOTHERFUCKING GOD LOOK AT THIS LOOK AT THIS RIGHT HERE IVE BEEN SAYING SINCE THE FUCKING BEGINING KYOUYAS SISTER IS CATBOY JIN AND HERE YOU FUCKING HAVE IT (not canon yet) I WANT TO DISSAPEAR AND BECOME SOMEONE ELSE WHAT ELSE COULD THAT MEAN CMON CMON CMON

I have more thoughts on this but will make a separate post but GOD THIS CHAPTER WAS HEARTBREAKING WHAT THE FUCK, Talentless Nana really doesn't fuck around when it comes to angst and this was just so hard and emotional to read. Rin's feelings accompanied by Kyouya's expressions as he slowly lost all memory of his sister BY HER DESIGN, the pain and the struggle that brought him and her, even though she was doing it do make sure he could live without her acting as a burden, without slowing him down and preventing him from achieving her dreams. Her asking her 'who are you?' signifying she managed to do what she had intended that she could now disappear without her brother suffering just utterly broke me. This is some of the best and most interesting sibling dynamics that ive read in manga in a good while and its utterly breaking me.

Stay tuned for conspiracy theory bullshit in a sec

[ankhisms]

ok i didnt take a lot of screenshots while i watched but i did write down some thoughts as i was watching so heres episode 41-44 thoughts

ep 41

really fucked up that ZECT has a like gas bomb that makes worms lose their mimic abilities and then they go in and kill them like honestly in that scene it seemed like the worms were like hiyori and rich boy and reina like just living normal lives not harming anyone. frankly im on the worms side here that was fucked up

tendou really climbed an entire mountain just to be dramatic on the top because of course he did

theres a new goth guy in town with a trench coat that hes got the hood pulled up on so you know he means evil business

"what does it mean that i am the top of zects son" kagami how have you gone this long without knowing that your dad is the boss of zect. like i know youre estranged. but you work for zect.

aw rich boy is so worried about his besties being hurt

kagami has admitted that it was a lavender marriage

tosses glitter and falls over, dead

KAGAMI HAS BEEN TACKLED AND HANDCUFFED FOR TRYING TO SEE HIS DAD. I HATE HIS DAD..kagami we need to kill your dad

renge voice how did you get an entire huge bed with a canopy over it inside our tiny ass cafe. did you really have to sleep here. tendou voice who cares. have breakfast. dont question anything that happens anymore

POURING SUGAR ALL OVER THE TOFU WHATRE YOU DOING

"the end is close" ok thats not ominous at all. normal things your dad says to you

"father why was i born" kagami..... kagami my friend kagami )): i havent seen anything about the end of kabuto but i do genuinely have a bad gut feeling about how everything might end for kagami like im concerned about him

the hoppers looking at rich boy and going god i wish someone would call me young master and spoil me and rich boy going hahaha so true. who the fuck are you guys again is so funny. and then theynjust start fighting for no reason like ok yeah sure

"please dont hold a grudge against my son" "i dont hold any grudges against kagami" dont worry mr zect president tendou is holding something else entirely against your son. as in hes holding him in his arms and um

"im not doing this for zect im doing it for someone i trust" aw kagami. i still think its a bad fucking plan

OK SURE HE WAS A WORM THE WHOLE TIME. SURE. WHY NOT.

"i wont trust anyone anymore" GOD. KAGAMI. IM VERY WORRIED ABOUT HIM LIKE WOW. HIS LIFE SUCKS CURRENTLY

THEYRE PUNCHING KAGAMI REALLY FAST HASNT HE GONE THRU ENOUGH

i get kagami might be a bit shocked that the guy hes been working with at zect and really trusted is a worm but like. i dont understand him having such a violent and like disgusted angry response to him like kagami knows that hiyori is a worm and knows that tsurugi is a worm and he has no issues with them?? and like his team mate guy was trying to protect him and help him and rushed over to see if he was ok and tried to help him up so its just kind of like. kagami i get you might be shocked but this is still the same guy youve always known and respected and trusted its just like. cmon now

ep 42

"time only flows for me" ok sure! whatever the fuck! i just am accepting every single thing that happens now because like yeah why not. this might as well happen enough bizarre unexplainable shit has happened already we might as well through something else in

watching a hostage tape ransom message on a projector

ok the zect counsel is like hooded mysterious figures. makes sense

TOFU DUEL......... TWO!!!!!!!!

i can not believe i forgot about kagami having a brother which was a whole thing in the beginning which was very tragic and sad it feels like the whole direction and feeling of the show has changed so much since then

baseball with feelings

"i kept seeing my sister in her" UM. DONT SAY THAT

i love kagami pushing open his jacket and touching the gattack belt in the same kind of movement an old wild west cowboy would do to reach for his gun holster in a shootout its very fun

misaki why did you say yes to going out with him suddenly. misaki please

it feels meaningful to me that tadokoro comes to save kagami and fight the other worm in his human form.... and then him reaching out to help kagami up and kagami taking his hand vs how kagami reacted when he first found out. cries

you may be able to stop time but consider this: im the fucking sun

not gorou chan is so mad about not being able to launch a missile attack. typical government behavior

TENDOU DITCHED THEIR TOFU DUEL

uh oh the other tendou is here

ep 43

other tendou skips into the cafe and is like lalalaaa im going to kill tendou. okay byeeeeeeee and skips out

"hiyori doesnt want to see you any more" DONT SAY THAAAAT HES HER BIG BROTHERRRRR

i do enjoy tendou two as a character so far hes fun

"how did you come here from the edge of time and space" "lol not telling you"

help this really is like this universe isnt big enough for two tendous

tendou two, while beating tendou up: whyre you hitting yourself stop hitting yourself

why must we fight the goth evil worm guy why cant we kiss him

cant visit your boyfriend in the emergency care ward of the hospital unless you look hot

the evil goth worm guy being able to copy any attack he gets hit with is a fun twist

IM NOT MISAKINU. IM MISAKI. YOU TELL HIM GO

"when my mimic defeats me" tendou. dont fucking say that. but also it makes sense. hes the kind of big brother who would sacrifice himself to save his little sisters. but like tendou. tendou your sisters need you alive. kagami needs you alive

"keep it all a secret from kagami" STOP!+!!!!!!! NO. YOU KNOW THIS IS GOING TO BREAK HIS HEART YOU KNOW HE WOILD DO ANYTHING TO STOP YOU FROM SACRIFICING YOURSELF

crying and sobbing about tendou teaching jyuka to cook. he loves both his little sisters so much but also he misses hiyori and cooking with hiyori was their sibling bonding activity

aw tendou two loves hiyori in his own way and doesnt want hiyori to be sad ):

the scene with tendou saying i have to die to save hiyori and kagami trembling and yelling AND I HAVE TO WATCH AND DO NOTHING WHILE YOU DIE?? they were in love there

yknow what i cant even blame hiyori for saying shes not returning to the world ever again. its her choice she should be allowed to make that choice. but also. sad

ep 44

i kind of wonder if hiyori was written out of the show because her actress was needing to do something else but i could always be wrong it just is kind of what the whole deal felt like

NOT MY RICH BOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!

did not at all expect kageyama to stop his hopper-isms and put on a suit and be THA BEE again but im proud of him

oh he fucking got his ass kicked. well he tried

LETS GO HOME.... WAAAAAA... I LOVE YOU SIBLINGS...

i do feel bad for tendou two like it kind of seems like his entire existence was made to revolve around pretending to be tendou to keep hiyori there or whatever but also they had him fucking chained up and locked away tortured and now hes all alone. that sucks so bad for that guy

oop kageyama took off his suit hes back on the path of hell

OK TENDOU TWO IS GOING CRAZY. OK. DID HE JUST FUVKING KILL HIYORI. HOLY SHIT

[marvel-and-chicago-fan]

Word count: 3.3k

Warnings: Yelling, Mentions of shooting, Harassment, Assault, Fighting, Guns, and Attempted murder. I think that's all tell me if i missed anything

A/n: I have finally finished 🎉. I hope y’all enjoy this as much I as I did

Summary: You get into a fight at school and Hailey helps you and your brother to stop fighting.

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It was a chilly, no… freezing day in Chicago. It was snowing but not as much currently because the storm is supposed to hit later tonight.

You decided to walk to the firehouse instead of riding the bus because you didn’t feel like hearing everyone screaming whenever the bus would almost crash, even though you were one of those people with your friends.

Your class won a food party because they collected the most votes on the door decoration contest. Luckily none of the food had strawberries. Because you deathly allergic to strawberries and always needed and Epi Pen with you just in case.

Which reminded you to tell Will or Jay that you needed a new one since you lost you last one when you went out sledding with them.

But when you opened your locker to get your backpack and Jacket there was a box of chocolate chip cookies.

~inside the box

don’t worry there’s no strawberries, 

-secret admire ;)

You screamed internally one because you lived  for Chocolate chip cookies and, you had a secret admirer?

*** 

On your way home you were starving since you didn’t eat much at school only really some fries from the restaurant.

So you decided to eat 2 cookies and let everyone else fight for the rest, they were yours after all. 

Opening the box carefully so you didn’t drop the box and whatever was in your hands.

You shoved the whistle cookie in your mouth. You may do girl things but you eat like a grown man, especially a football player.

Not even 10 seconds after swallowing the cookie your throat started to feel dry and you couldn’t breath 

(Give me a break today this is all going to be in mine right now)

“Shit. There’s no strawberries in these, unless.” You picked up a cookie and broke it in half. “What kind of physco put strawberries in chocolate. I- I need to get t-to the house”

***

You basically pushed everyone aside who tried to greet you and rushed to kitchen.

“Ayy, Y/n how’s my favorite Halstead sibling doing” Kelly joked

Jay hit Kelly in the elbow hard. “Cmon man it was a joke, I can have favorites”

“Nah, I see how it is, guess I’m never bringing food over here again. And you can keep Y/n forever then” Jay shrugged.

“I was just trying to cheer her up, she looks upset” Kelly usually payed attention to

Your face whenever you came in. He would know if it was ok to make jokes or he needed to pull you to side and talk to you. Right now you liked upset but that’s because you weren’t processing anything.

But clearly ignoring everyone was for nothing because you barley made it to your drawer of the kitchen before you fell and your backpack cushioned your fall.

At least you’d didn’t  hit  your head.

“Y/n you good?” Jay stood up from the chair he was sitting at. This was so unlike you. You always came in and said “Hi” or “Hello” to everyone weather or not you were having a bad day

Hailey practically runs in due to all the commotion with Stella and Sylvie right behind her

Hailey picked up the box and your backpack so it was out of the way but when she looked in the box she saw something that she thought you wouldn’t have. 

“Shit, where does Y/n keep all her stuff in here” Hailey was looking at both Sylvie and Stella but she hoping at least both of them answer.

“Uhh bottom drawer far left”

Hailey rummaged through the draw untill she found a tube with a bright orange tip. And sprinted to you and pushed everyone out of the way.

As everyone was yelling at Hailey like she was crazy she rolled up your pant legs and Jabbed the Epi Pen in the middle of your thigh.

“HAILEY ARE YOU CRAZY? WE DONT EVEN KNOW WHATS WRONG WITH HER” Jay screamed 

“Strawberries- she had strawberries” She sighed

***

My head feels like it’s underwater

Everything seems so muffled 

What-what happened?

Your eyes flutter open and immediately shut them due to the light.

“Cmon y/n come on back to us” a soft voice says

“Give her space guys” as time goes on the voices get louder and it forces you to open your eyes. 

“Just rest, we’re not gonna push you to talk, we’ll talk at home. We’re gonna leave soon”

Hailey had to go home while you were passed out because she had an early shift tomorrow so Will drove over to the firehouse to come and get both you and Jay.

“How is she?” Jay looked in his rear view mirror to see you guys.

Will checked your pulse again and looked at the watch on his wrist “her pulse is better but her breathing is slow, I might give her oxygen when we get home”

“Why would she eat strawberries?” 

“They were cookie Jay, maybe she didn’t know. It happens” 

“Well it better have been an accident or me her are gonna have a serious talk” Jay grumbled 

“Don’t be to harsh on her”

****

You woke up around 5:30am and couldn’t go back to sleep, and the one thing you hated the oxygen.

You’d much rather have the nasal one but you can’t exactly argue with adults on what’s better for your health so you just have to deal with the mask. 

Eventually it got hot and you got bored since you couldn’t find your phone you assumed it was still at the fire house or Jay had it.

You dragged your little tank/ machine across the room and grabbed your comforter (the very top blanket on your bed) and your pillows and one stuff animal  and stuffed them into the bath tub and you found your laptop and you put on your favorite show.

This was better than being in your bed. 

Will woke up to sounds of Jay screaming in his ear. So much for trying to sleep in.

“Wake up, Y/n’s gone she’s not in her bed” Jay almost screamed at the top of his lungs.

“Are you crazy? Check her bathroom, I found her sleeping in there one time after a reaction and I hear sounds coming from there this morning” Will turned his back to Jay.

Jay ran into your bathroom which was connected to your bedroom and what he saw made his heart melt. 

*** 

“Here’s the real story, the PTO had a cookie drive where you could buy cookies for your friends and stuff like that and they would put it in your locker and we would find them, mine had a note that just said that “thanks for being great friend, don’t worry there’s no strawberries” Okay, so maybe you lied a little but it’s better than jay beating up some poor boy.

“Did it say from who?” Jay asked in his detective tone

“Nope, and I’m pretty sure Hailey told me she threw the box away while I was passed out” you shrugged.

“I guess it’s fine, maybe the PTO forgot. It’s not like anyone hurt you on purpose so it fine. Right jay” Will sent jay that look to just drop this subject this one time.

“Yeah right…” Jay picked at his pancakes. He wanted to look in to it more but Hailey would kill him.

But… the laughing and the image of you guys faded into his mind.

Flashback end… (WHAT?!??)

Will realized it, it was Milly. Milly was somewhat an old friend of yours and he remembered the day you said you told her that you were allergic to strawberries when she was over. You’ve only been allergic for around a year and half. There hadn’t been anyone else you told. 

Except for Milly…

Will shot up from the couch grabbed his keys from the bowl and ran outside to his car.

Will attempted to call Jay but he didn’t answer. So he was probably out with Hailey. 

“Jay when you get this meet me at the Jail they have Y/n at immediately. There’s not a lot of time” 

***

“Uhh yeah, I just opened my locker and the they were there. I didn’t think anything of it, I guess I was just excited” You shrugged.

“Did you tell anyone else about your allergy other than Milly” Jay spoke

“No, not untill after the incident, I honestly don’t remember much from that day, but i don’t really care to be honest.” You shrugged once again.

“Y/n listen to me, you’re going to have another court date. You’re going to tell everyone exactly what you told us. We’ll get security footage from the school and we’ll also get statements from everyone at the house” You’re lawyer was pretty strict and prescient on getting you out.

It wasn’t the first time someone has gone against Milly in court and you’re lawyer had won 4 cases against 2 

***

1 year and 7 months ago

“Well well well isn’t it the detectives little sister?” 

“What did I do not milly?” You sighed.

“Nothing, I just wanna make your life a living hell. Your brother is horrible and if I can’t do anything to him I might as well hurt what’s best to him, his little sister-.” Milly had a smirk on her face.

“Please Milly, I’m just trying to fix my makeup” you rolled your eyes and looked back at the mirror.

“Let’s see if make up can fix this” before you could ask her what she meant you felt stinging on your right eye.

[winderlylandchime]

He was on a roll today! He didn’t want to stop. Havent even started the ep and we are like 3 cigarettes in and 4 pills down. He had an audience of one (to his knowledge) to entertain and he delivered. But he was stressed. It started with him coming back inside and going ‘okay i think I’m ready.. i could be wrong tho’ honestly this is a mood ngl, ‘do you think Brian buys him alcohol..or does he have a fake id? Idk whats cuter. OH MY GOD HE IS DRUNK AND CARING ABOUT HIS EDUCATION! Why am i finding this cute?..my dream is for brian to tell justin he loves him. Seriously dude wtf has to happen for you to tell him’ I swear i deserve an award bc he says stuff that would usually get a reaction from me but i have to be normal about it and it is hard! ‘Oh god, how weird do you think had to be to film blow job scenes?..his hand still acts out! How is he gonna do in school? Oh Brian can’t get enough of him. SIR’ ‘..oh my god MIKE HAS THE SAME WAY OF DEALING WITH PROBLEMS THAT I DO..remember when i dyed it purple for that girl who said her favorite color is purple..and then she never talked to me again?*long pause* honestly i dont blame her that was a bit *waves his hands around* much.’ ‘..brian actually cares about Teds weird addiction enough to show up for an intervention? See! And he got him a job! There is potential here somewhere just let me uncover it!’ ‘Oh Justin is drawing again, dude it’s okay just take a deep breath, count to ten, shake your hand a little and do it again. That’s what my therapist told me to do…although i was 12 and it was bc i was scared to make friends…oh no his hand is gonna be a problem isn’t it?!’ He is now having a moment bc he feels bad for Mikey but he is conflicted with his feelings..’i need him to listen to Bri Bri and quit his job. Oh my god JUSTIN IS STILL HERE?! OH GOD THIS IS PAINFUL TO WATCH. So what if he lost control?! HE IS CLEARLY DISABLED TO SOME DEGREE! Would you kick a handicapped person out of school bc they can’t attend gym class?! Oh i hate this guy! How about you HELP him meet the requirements somehow?! You see he is talented and instead of HELPING him as a teacher, you are gonna spit on him bc he’s disabled?! OH FUCK THIS GUY! FUCK HIM ALL THE WAY TO HELL. I need a cigarette again. Pause this shit bc i am not okay’ he is currently outside pacing back and forth mumbling while smoking and i am learning so much about him bc of qaf, this is actually insane. ‘Okay turn it back on. I’ve calmed down now (cut to justin saying he is dropping out) I LIED I AM NOT CALMED DOWN WTF YOU DONT LET PEOPLE WIN WHEN THEY MAKE YOU FEEL BAD ABOUT DISABILITIES!..oh i love all of their reactions! But Brian is about to have a stroke if Justin doesn’t stop’ ‘WAIT THAT WAS LIKE WHEN BRIAN DID IT IN THE PILOT! okay that was cute! The way Bri Bri stares at him and then he dried his face. Fucking adorable, i almost forget that im mad that he dropped out..(and we are at the computer scene) OH MY FUCKING FUCK CRISPY JESUS HE GOT HIM THAT COMPUTER! THAT IS NOT NORMAL FUCK BUDDY BEHAVIOR BRIAN! Oh this fucker cares so deeply for him and everyone else but doesn’t want anyone to know. CMON JUSTIN STOP BEING A LITTLE BITCH AND TRY IT! Oh that’s messed up Justin, he isnt trying to fix you, UNLIKE THE TEACHER HE IS TRYING TO HELP YOU FIND WAYS TO DO YOU THING! Oh he looks like he just watched a puppy get hit (he now got sad at a fake scenario he just made up about the puppy)..OH HE DREW A PENIS NICE’ 1/2 of 2x05

Oh he drew a penis, nice. DEAD.

Anon you are so brave and strong for not telling him the things that you should not be telling him.

Your brother has gone straight (pun intended) queer theory to disability theory. He needs a full honorary degree. I love him.