#your boyfriend fanfiction

[echostopit]

I WROTE ANOTHER FANFIC

New fandom alert - I have 'Your Boyfriend' brainrot. Literally. I am completely consumed. I have been playing through the game countless times and reading every single fic I can get my grubby hands on, so it's only fair I write my own.

Here's the link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54824611/chapters/138963163

4 Chapters and I finished it already. I hate waiting, lol.

On a slightly more serious note, I have seen some people reference something 'controversial' that the creator of the game did, but no one explained further. Is this something serious or is it more of a general reference to how unhealthy the relationships are in the game?

I will admit, I did find some of it triggering, but the lure of unconditional love is too great for me to resist, lol. Love is all I've ever wanted, after all.

[delusionsofgrandeur13]

your boyfriend, jason todd, could break out of your pink fuzzy handcuffs whenever he wants to.

he's fought countless goons—

kicked guns out of their hands, strangled them, escaped without a scratch (besides red, chafed wrists)

—all while tied up

so to put it frankly, the cheap metal of your sex store purchased handcuffs would not hold up against the power of his arms pulling at them. that's why his arms are decidedly slackened as he looks up at you. a lazy, expectant smile plays on his lips. what's your plan here?

and to be honest, you don't really have one. you thought of the tying-him-up part.. but not much else. your brain gets a little fuzzy just looking at him.

you'd brought out the cuffs, and he'd been down enough to try, telling you that if he was tied back, you'd be given full control..

you'd been so eager that neither of you had even undressed.

how were you even supposed to actually do anything to him? jason's biceps bulged through his shirt sleeves, and the stretch you had him in resulted in his shirt riding up, exposing his stomach. a line of dark hair disappeared down into the waistband of his boxers, into the deep blue denim of his jeans.

thoughts of riding him flit around your brain, making your heartbeat grow louder in your ears. he's restrained. you could tease him, pull him dangerously close to the edge, so close that he's whining, begging you to finish, before stopping altogether just to listen to him pant. you could take a seat on his face, your boyfriend using nothing but his mouth to get you off. and he'd work hard at it too, never one to give low effort to a job like that.

his eyes are half-open, but you can still see how big his pupils are. the warmth in between your thighs grows, you're unable to ignore it as it unfurls into your belly. you can see your boyfriend notice the way you're shifting around, his canines practically glinting when his smile widens in response. your pulse quickens. restraining him almost feels like a mistake.

jason doesn't think he's ever been this hard in his life. he knows you. he can practically see you thinking, knows that whatever you plan to do has you squirming, and it's just making his cock strain painfully against the taut fabric of his jeans. he can tell you're trying to ignore how wet you are, and it's done nothing but send blood pumping into his cock faster.

but he's humoring you. he wouldn't say you had full control, and not give it to you.

you've driven yourself wild with all the possibilities and jason's driven himself wild with the present. the two of you aren't even touching, didn't need to be, with how hungry you are for each other.

you place your palms on your boyfriend's chest, determined in your actions as you straddle his hips. he barks out a strained laugh.

"it's about fuckin' time."

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

A portal opens in the Wayne manor and Danny Fenton, Billy Batson and Bernard Dowd are launched across the mansions foyer in a mine cart, screaming for a few seconds before another portal opens up across the room and they zoom in. Destruction is left in thier wake.

The batkids are left trying to convince Bruce it really wasn't them this time.

Dont ask me how those three got stuck together or whats going on. I do not know. Appearently none of them have powers right now and can't escape thier wild portal based rollercoster ride. Where all are they launched through? Who all tries to stop the runaway minecart from hell? How did they meet in the first place?!

[paynomindtotheinsanity]

[jadezdominion]

Peter: How long have you known, Stiles?

Stiles: Well, I mean, not long.

Peter, lifting an eyebrow: How long?!

Stiles: About a month before we got together.

Peter: God damnit, Stiles.

Stiles: What? Peter, I think it’s hot that you murdered for me AND that you can turn into a wolf on TOP of a Beta shift. I mean, fuck. My teratophilia search on ao3 has never been more intense.

Peter: *sighs and looks up to the heavens*

Stiles: Sooooo, do you have a knot? Can I see it?

Peter, smirking: Oh darling, how about I have you choke on it instead?

Stiles: OMG YAAASSS!!!

[illegiblehandwriting1]

hello fourdow fandom

no clue it's any good, but it was fun to write! Enjoy!

[sinczir]

One shot or blurb idea: Eddie and you making out under the bleachers during a game, you are hiding from all your friends because they don't you are together but that just makes it hotter

I added some things if thats okay with you, wanted to make it more intresting <3

Cw: minor smut. heavy making out, pet names; love, sweetheart m’lady, handjob, tit sucking, fluff, grinding, reference to sex.

wc: 854

Basketball wasn't really your thing or Eddie's, but because you were close to Lucas, you attended his games to show your support. Eddie disliked everything related to basketball, especially games. Eddie was forced to attend the upcoming game with you because you wanted his company and didn't want to be lonely at the game.

"Just this game, Eddie! stop being dramatic". You shouted."How do you find basketball games entertaining when they are so boring? With all the people watching the game and the hallways empty, imagine what we could do together". He grinned. 

"Eddie—are you serious? Why would you wanna have sex in school?". " How do you know I'm talking about sex love?" he chuckled side-eyeing your boyfriend, "Eddie, I know what goes through your head." "How about we have more fun instead at the game?" Eddie proposed. "Eddie, not many people can see us together right now". "Not many people are aware that we are dating, and who knows what rumours they will start". " Who cares? Let them find out?"  Eddie exhaled. Eddie's mind suddenly had an idea. He smirked. "Unless you want to hide under the bleachers and make out?"

“I guess were doing that.”

You and Eddie both decided it was safer to go to the game hall earlier to avoid the others. You and Eddie both ran into the Hall, hand in hand and crawled under the bleachers. The hall was quiet- The janitor the only one in the hall at the moment, she couldnt have seen you due to the music been blasted into her ears and- the janitor was quite slow. You and Eddie giggled as you began to crawl faster to the corner of the Bleachers. The bleachers were dark, had alot of space and most importanly quiet. Who knows what you and Eddie could accomplish in such space.

Eddie and you arrived on time. Students began to assemble in the hall. you could hear Dustin, Mike, and Max's familiar voices sitting right on top of where you and Eddie were about to make out, What a coincidence?

Shortly after, the game had begun you and Eddie both looked at eachothers direction and both smirked. “Shall we start, m’lady?” Eddie smirked, guiding you to his lap. You licked your lips- harshly connecting them with Eddies, Eddie let out a groan as you bit his lip. You began to grind slowly on his lap- your clit hitting his growing erection. You were so desperate for Eddie, you reached down- stroking his buldge. Eddie let out a groan right in your mouth causing you to moan. You looked at Eddie for consent to keep on going, you got the signal from Eddie as you pulled out with hard thick cock. 

This tip had already been leaking from pre-cum, you had bent down to lick his slit. Eddie had let out a loud groan, thank God you and Eddies moans had been covered by the screaming crowd- Who knows what trouble you and Eddie could of gotten in if you were caught. You began to bop your head up and down, slowly choking as Eddies tip harshly hit the back of your throat. “Oh- Baby fuck! keep on going” He moaned, Eddies stomach began to tense up, you knew he was close. You continued to suck Eddies cock, you felt a warm liquid feel the back of your throat. 

You looked up to see a sweating Eddie, you kissed Eddies tip before moving up and kissing his lips. You sat back on Eddies lap, slipping your tounge in Eddies mouth and played with his, the kiss was extremlely messy, but extremley hot.

You and Eddie continued to make out before Eddie pulled away. “Y/N?” 

“Yes Eddie?”

“Can’ i suck your tits please?” Eddie pouted You were stunned, Eddie had never asked you this before, but you were definitely into it. You smilied at Eddie before taking your shirt off. Eddie stared at your boobs in awe. “No bra? Naughty girl” Eddie laughed before sucking on your tit and palming the other one. You moaned so loud, you didnt expect it to feel this good. Eddie started sucking your bud- and biting it. You started playing with his hair and grinded on his lap, you were in Heaven. Eddie moved his mouth to the other one, you played the tit Eddie had been previously sucking on, it had been covered his Eddies saliva which made it even better. You and Eddie both climax and layed on eachother for a while. You were still shirtless, you didnt slip your shirt back on, you and Eddie were both to tired. “Lets have a quick nap shall we?” You whispered, you climbed ontop of Eddie and you both drifted off.

Little did you two know, the game had been over for a while. The school was empty, you and Eddie were fast asleep under the bleaches. The janitor had came in to the hall to clean the mess. She had been cleaning up and and moved to clean the bleaches. Eddies let out a loud snore, that even made you scream. “Whos there!” “Shit!”

[starrvsn]

little things with boyfriend!jack ♡

boyfriend!jack who leaves you voice memos whenever he’s busy on tour or away for a long time.

boyfriend!jack who made a build-a-bear of you for when he’s away because he cannot sleep if he’s not with you, it even smells like you! it’s something you’d both take your graves because if they guys found out they never let him live it down.

boyfriend!jack who whenever you’re on a walk together, always picks the prettiest flowers and gives them to you! sometimes making a little wild flower bouquet to give to you with a wide endearing smile on his face.

boyfriend!jack who always bought you things that reminded him of you. whether it be a small trinket he sees while on tour, cosmetics, jewelry, perfume— if it reminds him of you he’ll buy it.

boyfriend!jack who always wraps his jacket around you when your cold or let you stuff your hands in his pockets of under his sweaters when your cold.

boyfriend!jack who calls you sweet pea or my heart when you do something that makes him fall in love with you all over again.

boyfriend!jack who kisses you whenever you do something he finds cute.

boyfriend!jack who walks on the outer side of the sidewalk just to keep you safe.

boyfriend!jack who takes your makeup for you after you’re to tired from going out or when you’re to drunk too, he’ll always take care of you.

boyfriend!jack who always kisses you like his life depended on it.

made with love, star ☆ 

[terri479]

✩•.My cute little psycho.•✩

(yb Peter x (f) reader)

☆.。.：*・゜☆.。.：*・゜☆

Another Tuesday of me working at the local coffee shop. Could be better, could be worse, I always say. It keeps me going. My friend T/K keeps me company here. We've been friends for some time now and I can't imagine how my life would look like without him. He was the first one to take the first step. We eventually started to talk more and more, building great friendship between us as coworkers. It's good to have someone by your side when costumers can be quite rude. Somehow we always tries to make fun of it.

This day was pretty busy at the shop. High temperature from the sun shining outside made everyone sweat and me with T/K as well. Of course that almost no one ordered a hot coffee, that would be a suicide in this weather. Instead people wanted milkshakes, lemonades and cold stuff like that.

Mine and T/Ks part of the job was to take orders from costumers and deliver their products to them. The rest of the people working here were hidden at the back, making desserts, drinks and other stuff we sell. Lucky them, there was air conditioning in the back, so they didn't sweat there like we did. Sometimes T/K and I also went to the back to cool off, but today there was almost no time for that.

It gave us both a shock when we saw a guy walking into the store wearing a dark blue t-shirt with a black sleeveless hooded sweatshirt. I was terribly hot for him. I was almost unable to breathe from the heat in my light blouse and work apron. There was no way he could be cold! I exchanged glances with T/K and went to attend to the customers at the register while T/K went to serve the veiled man.

After a while he came back saying that the man had not yet chosen what he wanted. I shrugged it off and both of us went back to work. In two minutes he went again to try to ask what the guy would like. Just like before, no answer from him. So I offered to try to serve him myself.

As soon as I got to his table, he took off his hood and looked up. The fact that he was bald didn't scare me in any way, I calmly and smilingly asked if he knew what to order now. „Strawberry milkshake, please." he spoke quietly, maybe even shyly. „Right away, sir." I wrote his order down and left. T/K watched me with his mouth open as I returned with the order. „Ain't no way." He said with a look of annoyance. It made me chuckle. „Did you see that?! He said what he wanted to you without hesitation-" „Well I guess I am much more trustworthy and certainly nicer." I teased him playfully. „Yeah right, miss trustworthy." he rolled his eyes and kept doing what he was doing.

I made the decision that I would bring him the milkshake myself too. When he finished it, he paid and left me a tip before he left. It was my first tip of the week, which made me truly happy. But by the end of the day, I was still asking myself why he was wearing such warm clothes in this terribly hot weather.

☆.。.：*・゜☆.。.：*・゜☆

Another hot day at work, sweating like crazy and slightly getting pissed off by irritating people. Me and T/K were passing out from the everyday heat... Yet there was this guy in a sleeveless hoodie who seemed unbothered. As he sat down to his table like yesterday, I made a bet with T/K, that he's not gonna be able to serve him again. He accepted the bet, probably out of boredom, and went to the bald customer. Exactly as I expected, T/K returned defeated and without his order. "Watch and learn from the master," I said and confidently left.

„Good afternoon, sir. What will it be today?" I took out a pen with a paper to write on. „Good afternoon miss, I would love to order another strawberry milkshake." a warm smile appeared on his face while he was talking. „Alright sir, anything else?" I returned the warm smile. „Uhh... I.. um.. Well-" He looked stunned and started stuttering. I didn't want to make it worse for him, so I spoke to his embarrassment. „What if I get you your strawberry milkshake and when you finish it, you can decide whether to order anything else? " After a moment of silence and staring at me, he spoke again with a smile. „Ah yes, that would be wonderful."

Once I got back behind the counter to T/K, I set my hand. After a while he handed me five dollars without a single word and went on to work again defeated once again. 'easy money' I thought for myself.

Just like yesterday I gave the guy in the hoodie his milkshake and kept concentrating on my work. That wasn't easy though. There was this old aggressive man who purposely made troubles for his entertainment. I suspected he had dementia, but I think almost everyone around me has lately. He liked to drag his family to our cafe and apparently liked to show off in front of them. He thought that he probably owned the cafe and that he could afford almost anything.

„Hey! you- maid or whatever you are.. Milk!" I slowly turned to him with disbelief in my eyes. „Excuse me? Is there a problem, sir?" I asked diplomatically stepping forward to him. „Someone's deaf, huh? I. said. MILK." How arrogant I thought... But I'm about to keep my cool. „I see, okay sir. Now please tell me what you want me to do with the milk." „The fuck you mean? BRING IT, MORON!" his yelling made me jump and step back. T/K helped me out of the unpleasant situation by bringing a glass of milk. After that he pulled me to the side so I could calm down from the shouting. I hated to deal with him almost daily, but it's what I get paid for.

After a few minutes I felt good enough to work again. At that moment, the man wearing the sleeveless sweatshirt appeared at the register and handed over an empty milkshake glass. „Thank you very much for your services. The milkshakes you make here are lovely!" His words somehow made me happy and put a smile on my face. Blood began to rush to my cheeks, making my cheeks slightly red. „Anything else I can do for you?" I asked politely. „There is actually one thing, yes..." I strained my ears to hear his wish. „Y-your name.. May I know w-what your name is?" He scratched his neck at his question. His handsome smile didn't fade for a second as he was looking at me. I took his glass from his hand and answered. „It is Y/N L/N, mind telling me your name?" It seemed that he shivered a little, it took him about two seconds to answer, but he eventually did. „I'm Peter." „Well, I'm glad I could serve you Peter, again today! Will you visit us tomorrow too?" „Depends if you'll be here as well." „I'm here from Monday to Thursday." „Well, that answers my question. Oh and I almost forgot..." Suddenly he showed me a red rose. I have no idea where he kept the rose the whole time. „Here, Y/N... This is your todays tip." I accepted the flower with open lips. It was beautiful. „I love it, Peter! Thank you very much, this made my day!" If we weren't separated by a counter, I would have hugged him for sure. I had a reason to look forward to the next day.

☆.。：*・゜=time skip=☆.。.：*・゜☆

Thank god that todays Thursday is a bit cooler than the days before. Pleasant wind flew through my hair when I was heading to work. I was there first surprisingly, it doesn't happen very often. I put on my work apron and turned on the ice cream machine. And because I deserve it, I made myself latte that I of course paid for. I quickly wiped down the tables and eventually the rest of the staff arrived. I greeted T/K with an offer to make him coffee, but he refused, saying he was saving money for a new joystick or something like that.

The cafe was quiet today. Suspiciously calm. Then I realized that the old man didn't come today. I was relieved that I didn't have to deal with him today. I didn't even wonder where he was. I didn't care as long as he didn't make trouble around me or insult me.

This afternoon none other than Peter came in, the hooded man in the black sleeveless sweatshirt. As soon as he sat down at his table, I went to serve him. „Good afternoon, Peter, let me guess... Strawberry milkshake?" I smiled, caughing him off guard. Blush appeared on his cheeks as he stutterly spoke. „Ah, hello Y/N! H-how did you know?" „Well.. You had the same twice so I figured out you'd go for it again?" „Well, you are absolutely correct. I would love another strawberry milkshake!" and so I made one.

„Would you mind joining me?" He asked, pointing on the seat opposite to him. „Sorry..." a said „I'm still working, management wouldn't like it." „I can pay for whatever you'd choose." „That's kind of you, really.. Still I gotta say no." He looked so upset I pitted him. „But um.. Tomorrow's my day off. We could maybe..." that was the moment where his eyes almost popped out of his head. He looked like a child on Christmas day. „YES!" he unexpectedly yelled and drew attention on both of us. „UHM I'm mean.. I'm sorry heh.." looking embarrassed he apologized. „So.. tomorrow? Afternoon?" He agreed and started to drink his milkshake happily.

The only thing that startled me was T/K, piercing  me with his gaze. „What?" I asked confused. „What, you ask?! What was thaaat-" „What was what?" still not getting the point of his. „Are you seriously going out with this creep?" „Who are you calling a creep, huh? He's actually nice." I pouted at him. „Wow, I didn't know you are into guys that look like they are addicted to drugs or alcohol." „Hey, you can't say that when you don't know him!" 

I stood up for Peter. „And you do know him?" T/K argued back. „Well... I'm about to." T/K broke the silence between us. „Be careful, Y/N." „I will T/K, thanks for caring. Just remember, I'm adult too."

Meanwhile Peter drank his shake and went to the counter to pay. „There you go, pretty lady. See you tomorrow." Peter handed me the money and smirked. I took the money with a kind smile. I also noticed that T/K and Peter stared at each other almost deadly. Hmm, I wonder why, or not? „Whatcha staring at, man?" I couldn't believe my eyes that T/K was the one that said it. „You wanna know what I'm staring at? I'm staring on idiotic face, blocking my view." „Oh yeah? At least I have some hair, bald head." They roaster each other for like a whole minute that seemed like an hour. I was just standing there, watching like a female doe looking at two stags fighting with their antlers. I gotta admit it was quite funny to watch them till they involved nudging and physical signs of pushing. A few things fell of the table separating them, which made me act. I pushed them both away from each other, giving them warning glares. „I better go." Peter looked at me with apology in his eyes. „Yeah, sorry for T/Ks behavior." I replied, not meeting T/Ks eyes at any cost. „Then Peter turned and gave me a smile in the entrance door, walking round a corner.

„I'm disappointed, T/K." I said, picking up the fallen things off the ground. „Whatever... You'll thank me later." He scoffed, going to serve someone just to show he doesn't care about what happened. While picking up the things that fell I noticed a black lighter with a picture of a black and white colored heart. I thought for a moment... Wait up, PETER has the same heart on his dark blue T-shirt! He must've dropped it while trying to hurt T/K. I rushed out of the shop, running the way I saw Peter going a moment ago.

Peters pov:

That bastard makes me look stupid and dangerous to Y/N. Funny, he ain't wrong by saying I'm dangerous, but I would never hurt Y/N. And I wouldn't let anyone else hurt her. Or insult her, just like the old man on Thursday did. Good thing I dealt with him, he's not going to say shit to anyone, including my darling, again.

I went to an alley between some shops a few meters from the cafe. That jerk was getting on my nerves, always hanging around my Y/N... And so I pulled out a cigarette to calm myself down. But- oh shit.. I can't find my lighter. Then, an angel appeared in front of me.

Y/Ns pov:

„Peter! There you are..." I gasped for air, happy that he didn't go far. „Y-you forgot your lighter, um.. There you go." I handed it to him and watched his shocked face. „Wow- you chased me just to give me my lighter back?" „Yeah, I guess so." a tiny moment of silence appeared, however it wasn't feeling awkward at all. „Thank you Y/N." Peter smiled at me and lighted up his cigarette. „Oh." I said slightly socked, „hm? what?" „N-nothing! I just.. didn't know you smoke, that's all." I didn't want it to sound like I was being disgusted. „Oh- sorry." Surprisingly he put out his cigarette right away. „You didn't have to do that! I mean, we all deal with our problems somehow, one way or another." His eyes widened and I kept on talking. „I don't care what T/K says about you... I will make my own opinion on you and I'm looking forward to it."

Peters pov:

I couldn't believe my eyes... Y/N was so perfect. They are willing to get to know me. They are so kind. They are so precious and pretty and... Oh god. I'm mumbling to myself again. „Ehm- thank you, darling." „Darling? Well, that's new." Crap- I called them 'darling'- I mean, they are, but- Shitshitshitshitshit-!.. „I like that nickname." they said right after. Wow. Did I mention I fucking love them?! CAUSE I DO!-

„I gotta go, I still have stuff to clean and people to serve. See you tomorrow, Peter!" That was the last sentence they said to me today.

Fuck I'm obsessed.

[efadefoks]

Ok some sweet headcanons for the sake of Valentine's Day

Johnny can feel Simon from a distance, even without any messages or notifications. He just minds his own business, and then "oh, Ghost will be home soon" and goes to meet him on the airfield

*****

Price never asks a lot of questions. Unlike Gaz who doesn't miss an opportunity to ask how it works. No one knows. Not even Soap. But the moment Ghost steps out of the helo Johnny can feel it. Price once witnessed that. One moment Soap was talking about the rookies and his training program and the next one he was already going to the hangars. Once you see how his eyes just light up you can never forget it. Price even followed Soap, to see if the rumours were actually true. Nobody expected Ghost so early. But there he was. Visibly exhausted and covered with all the roads dirt from the Nowhere, Edge of the Earth. Genuinely happy to see Soap. Not surprised at all.

After that Price hears about several other occasions from the soldiers. People even make bets whether or not Soap misses Lt this time. But they never win.

The wind howls at the landing platform. Soap smiles and reaches for the duffel bag. It is almost impossible to hear anything because of the helo but Johnny knows that Simon will know it anyway.

"Welcome home, Lt"

[welcometothelairofthebitchking]

Imagine 16 year old Gojo who just got divorced in front of KFC. Now imagine him going to BNHA universe and bringing his brand new children Megumi and Tsukuyomi (who he insists are his blood children how dare you try to deny the bond between him and the children he gave birth to HIMSELF-) with him. Now imagine he needs to enroll them at some elementary school (where we will later find Fyuumi, Todoroki's sister to be a teacher at). I need someone to help him with parenting and signging up the children for school and stuff. Like maybe another mother or older sibling. I am considering Inko, Bakugo's mom & dad (actually they should be neighbours it'll be so funny the family offers to babysit and Gojo crashes over after his own classes and eats all their sweets and Bakugo will scream at him to brush his fucking teeth. The beef between Bakugo and Megumi will make Gojo's day and he won't realize he's part of the beef as well.), and funnily enouh, Dabi

Kurogiri isn't an option becausehe can't leave Shigaraki long enough to come with Gojo to sign up the children but Gojo keeps breaking into his bar or even room to nurse orange juice and be dramatic over not being able to connect with his children

[echostopit]

I'm a big stinky liar

I know i said only 4 chapters of 'It's your choice', my 'Your Boyfriend' fanfic. I lied. Here's the REAL final chapter.

[fanfic-writer-and-rambler]

Stephanie Brown: You should be with someone who you will drag outside at 3am to look at the stars. Jason jots this down in a notepad. Jason: Noted. Stephanie walks away with a mischievous smile. Later at 3 am. Roy: IT IS 3 IN THE MORNING! Jason: Stop fighting this, I do this cause I love you! Roy: Stop! We're not dating! What is wrong with you! Jason: It's good advice! Stop clinging to the bed! Roy: Get out of my room, how did you even get into my house?! Jason: Not important! Stop kicking! Lian walks past her father's room with a glass of milk and goes back to her room to sleep. Roy: I swear to God,if you drag me outside to go look at the damn sky you will be removed indefinitely from my life. Jason: Romantic talk won't stop me!

[paynomindtotheinsanity]

[jammedjanna]

vanlock divorce arc

//TGAA2/DGS2 SPOILERS AHEAD

I was listening to For the Record from 36 Questions and kept thinking. what if Vanlock right after the final case

[ovur]

I'd sooner pull teeth than allow this