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rieamena · 1 year

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three ; unanimous

itto x y/n

carmendeez: kiss.img y/nandittoabouttokissagain.img look at them!

katy perry: so scandalous! WAIT LEMME SEND THE VIDEO I TOOK y/nxitto.vid

scary mouse: why the fuck is it so blurry cant you take a damn video

katy perry: why do you care so much!

carmendeez: miya maybe, just maybe he wants to join the y/nxitto fanclub!

katy perry: REALLY????? scara, would you really

scary mouse: ...

katy perry: i need to know if youre serious! will you do anything for the success of y/n and itto

scary mouse: ...

carmendeez: maybe he doesn't like our ship name! y/n x itto does sound weird we could do better miya!

katy perry: yes, sir! hm... hmmmmm yeah i've got nothing :(

albedo.: how about y/itto

weed watcher: or itto/n!

carmendeez: i like boyh! what do u think miya?

⤷ i like boyh! weed watcher: yeah we know venti

carmendeez: SHUIT UOP TOMO ARENST YOU GAY DOR KAZUHASA???

weed watcher: well-

carmendeez: SHUT UP

weed!: tomo you love me?

scary mouse: the fact that you understood that is terrifying

weed watcher: ah uh no i mean yeah i do

katy perry: @everyone uhh gay people????

sherlock headass: please if you wanted to just ping the gays, you couldve just @ed venti

carmendeez: IM SXIK OF YOY

⤷ i do weed!: what a coincidence, i love you as well

barney coochie: what the fuck. what the fuck?? who changed my fucking name.

oni dick: PFFFF HAHAHHAHAH WAIT WHAT NO CHANGE IT BACK NOW

barney coochie: karma, bitch.

oni dick: oni dick is better than barney coochie. aegue w the wall

barney coochie: be serious.

⤷ oni dick is bet... carmendeez: HOLDY AHIT

thomas the tank engine: kazu and tomo are making out in komore rn send help kazutomo.img

oni dick: do i get free cake?

thomas the tank engine: sure

oni dick: on my way!

⤷ kazutomo.img albedo.: interesting i might have to research this

barney coochie: what are you researching, exactly

albedo.: the human attraction to one another, and the psychological effects it has on health and society.

carmendeez: okay nobody cares

albedo.: i recall having xiao's number saved...

carmendeez: AMBEO ALBDEO ALBEDO PLEASE DONT IM SO CLOSE TO GETTING HIM PLEASE ALBEOS

sherlock headass: "so close to getting him" bro. he doesn't even know you

carmendeez: UHHH YES HE SOES i literally bumped into him in the halls and dripped all my papers! we made eye contact and...

dog.: and...???

carmendeez: he continued walking.

katy perry: BWAHAHAHAHHA

sherlock headass: see. i told you my intuition never fails me

carmendeez: FUCK YOUR INTUITUON

- - -

a ghost of a smile presented itself on your face as your eyes scanned the group chat. calling out for thoma once you reached komore, you sat in one of the barstool chairs, listening in on conversations for fun

"i can't believe he did that!"

"what?! the rumors are true?"

"yes! he confirmed it with me just a couple minutes ago!"

"so he actually sm-"

"HEY Y/N!!"

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" you whipped your head to see the owner of the voice only to sigh out of exhaustion. "oh. it's you. hello." being dry on purpose, you hoped that he would leave, but alas you forgot. he's persistent. "you should come over to our table! i'll introduce you to my friends!" he subconsciously sat down in the seat next to you, rambling on and on about how his friends would love you. "no, thank you." silently wondering when thoma will be here, you fiddled with the fork.

"whaaat?! is it because of what happened earlier today? im really really sorry! you're partially to blame though-" itto apologized putting his hands into a prayer motion, making his voice go near silent at the end. "anyways! wanna hear about a new onikabuto i caught recently? it's super big, i just know it's tremendously strong! im naming it 'Crimson Crusher The Third' pretty cool name, huh? hey hey! did ya know i spent five whole days and nights to catch this bad boy!"

"thoma!" you stood up, chair moving behind your figure. "yeah?" peeking his head out, thoma smiled. "when the cake is done, bring it to itto's table. and for my sake, just tell her already!"

grabbing itto by the collar, you made him stand up and take you to his table. as you introduced yourself- well more of itto introduced you- to his friends, a unanimous ping came from five phones

cheeky trans masc. call that a he/he/he

weed watcher added 4 members.

albedo: i thought you were joking when you said that, tomo

carmendeez: ARE THIS THEM

barney coochie: is this them grammar. be like albedo, venti

carmendeez: BARNEY COOCHIE

barney coochie: whats your persona again? a bard? whos also a god? barbtoes? babroetoes? barbiwtoes?

carmendeez: BARBATOs

unknown number: get me out of here

unknown number (3): i don't think that's possible, diluc

unknown number (4): hello!

barney coochie: fucking ew not one but two gingers were added this chat has been tainted

sherlock headass: venti is here it has always been tainted

carmendeez: HEIZOY WHY ADW YOU SO DISREXTECTDUL

unknown number (2): whoa! tomo-bro??

weed watcher: itto homie!

oni dick: okay yall introduce yourselves so ven can change names

unknown number (4): but we're with you?

unknown number: diluc. diluc ragnvindr.

katy perry: 'bond. james bond.' headass

carmendeez: d-d-diluc?!

haamehs bonde: hello venti.

unknown number (4): im tartaglia! but you can call be childe eleventh of the eleven fatui harbingers!

weed!: doesn't that mean you're the worst one last place eleventh out of eleven

⤷ but we're with you? barney coochie: y/n. listen to me carefully.

oni dick: listening

barney coochie: fucking. get. out. of. there.

unknown number (2): barney coochie bro! wrre not gonna hurt her or anthibg just havsing fun at komsre with thoma bro!

y/nussy: see y/neatingstrawberrycake.img

oni dick: arataki itto. you are on thin fucking ice

y/nussy: lets break it together baby why are you looking at me like that? sto-

oni dick went offline.

y/nussy went offline.

unknown number (3): they r definitely fucking

tatatringara: were across from them kaeya oH SHES STRANGLING HIM

katy perry: VIDEO VIDEO

rat: fight.vid

tatatringara: THSY WRESTILING

rat: in bed

carmendeez: WANNA HERE SOEMTHIBG I WEOTE YEAH? yes onmg venti ur so cool! OKAY!!!! ahem when one drives by a certain tranquil neighborhood, the pleasant sound of a violin will be heard. the strings and the bow compliment each other as the wind carries the notes to places far, far away...

albedo.: how would you feel if i added xiao?

carmendeez: IT WASNT EVEN BAD

oni dick: stop writing about my playing venti and thise winds are from your pet dragon

tatatringara: venti has a pet dragon?

carmendeez: no-

tatatringara: thats cool!

back in sneznhaya i

barney coochie: had no family yeah we know

⤷ and thise winds... carmendeez: HES A CANARY

oni dick: whats his name again storm? stormy? no it starts with a d dballin? dfallen?

carmendeez: DVALIN

y/nussy: a pet dragon has nothing on my onikabuto RIGHT Y/N

oni dick: oh god...

finishing the last bite of your cake, you stood up and moved itto out of your way, signaling that you wanted to leave. "oh! lemme walk ya home!" picking up your umbrella, you ignored his request. near the door, the air got cold, and brisk water droplets filled the streets. rain. opening the door and putting your hand out, you thought thank god i didn't water them this morning. undoing your umbrella and stepping out, you wasted no time beginning the journey to your house. it was about a ten-minute walk away, seven if you're lucky.

"y/n! wait up!" your breath hitched as your eyes focused on one thing: that stupid soaked white shirt. itto ran his fingers through his wet hair, moving a couple of strands from out of his face in the process. with no proper coverage, itto willingly let himself get soaked. surely the feel of rain beating on his skin would make him uncomfortable? and especially that shirt. that damned shirt.

why he came out of his home sporting a tight white shirt knowing damn well it was going to rain, only the archons know. and the way his abs clung to his shirt for dear life. the sleeves stuck to his skin. everything about this was so ho-

"y/n! you were really gonna leave me like that?" sighing, you ripped your eyes away from the sight. "get under the umbrella." making a tsk sound, he moved closer to you. "here, i'll hold it." clasping his hands around yours, itto pried your fingers from the handle, a soft giggle escaping his mouth.

the walk was silent. well almost. itto often asked you questions to only be hit with basic one-word answers.

"hey... since you aren't holding the 'brella anymore, you must need something to hold. what about my hand! it'll do. cmon! let's hold hands!"

"do you think that rainwater will soothe the effect of pepper spray or will it just make it worse?"

"i've become immune to it since someone keeps spraying me!"

"it was one time! today! during lunch!"

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apocalypticgargoyle · 3 years

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𝙅𝙀𝘼𝙇𝙊𝙐𝙎𝙔 | 𝙠𝙖𝙧𝙡 𝙟𝙖𝙘𝙤𝙗𝙨 (18+)

∘ request(s):

Ooh maybe edgy!karl teaching skateboarding :o. I’m also in uni and I remember my first frat party was quite interesting 😂 -🦋

ahhhh part four of your edgy karl was soooo good!!! could i get jealous karl? maybe someone else is hitting on the reader at a party

please please please more edgy!karl if u can. like maybe where him and reader get into a fight because he gets like jealous and he just shows the reader who they belong to fjsjjsj thankyouuu !! 🤍🪐 x

∘ pairing: edgy!Karl Jacobs x fm!reader

∘ warnings: nsfw (18+ minors dni), smut, light bdsm, jealous, somewhat toxic behavior, crude language, frat boys (again), mentions of masterbation, biting, domination, spanking

∘ word count: ~3200

∘ links: 𐐪 ao3 𐑂 𐐪 previous part 𐑂 𐐪 submit an edgy!karl edit 𐑂

a/n: not me having to watch daddy tony hawk tutorials for this bc I'm uncultured and only skateboarded for like three months when I was 14 :)))

thank you for all the requests (especially 🦋 ily). if any of you have ideas for what I should call this series, lemme know! as always, have a great week and happy reading :)

♡ ᵍᵉⁿᵉ

The parking lot behind the campus union was barren. The morning dew in the air left a sweet smell to combine with Karl’s cologne as he walked beside you, his arm bumping yours as he listened to you nervously ramble on about one of your classes. You weren’t sure why, but the thought of falling on your ass in front of Karl terrified you more than anything. This man had degraded you and made you completely submit to him in the past, yet you were worried that not being able to master his ~craft~ would ruin his image of you.

He dropped his skateboard, his feet settling on it lazily as he rolled beside you. You watched quietly as he stopped, kicking his foot down on the front of his board so it popped into his hand. “You won’t fall. I’ve got you,” he joshed, tugging on your hand so you were in front of him.

He set the board down, his hands going to your hips as you stepped on it. His fingers dipped under the hem of your sweatshirt, your skin lighting up at his touch as if his hands belonged on you. “You look like an anemic Victorian boy. I don’t trust you as a safety net,” you grumbled, your hands covering his. You knew, roughly, how to skate from a middle school phase you had. Karl only promised to teach you a few tricks, but to say you were rusty would be an understatement.

He chuckled darkly, nudging you closer to the middle of the board and peering over your shoulder to look at your stance. “I’ve fucked you without your feet touching the floor. I think I can catch you before you hit the ground, baby,” he chided, making you scoff.

Your cheeks flushed with heat at his words. “Dirty, dirty boy,” you mumbled. He instructed you on how to kick the board up to where you needed it. His words were simple and almost plain like he knew you could figure it out. You attempted to push the board up, but crashed into Karl’s arms, your back thumping against his chest.

He giggled slightly as he straightened you up, setting you back on the board as his foot kept it from rolling out from under you. His hands hovered over your hips again as he moved his foot, leaving you to balance on your own. “If you fall correctly, people will just think you were giving really good head,” he jested. You shoved his arms away at his words as he laughed at his own joke.

You attempted a few more times and nearly had it down before Karl’s hands were on your hips again, giving you further instructions. You fought not to smile as his breath ghosted against your neck. You knew he cared about teaching you something that---on paper---was seemingly so easy, but his vulgar teasing was beginning to swarm your head. With his next steps set as your goal as well as the feeling of his hold on you, you kicked the board up and attempted to jump with it. While your brain was up to speed, your feet weren’t, sending the board out from beneath you and you to fall into its place.

Karl snorted as choked back a laugh at you scrapping your hands on the concrete. “Come on, don’t be a pussy. Try again,” he chided, voice uneven and laced with whatever dark humor he was getting from watching you do this.

You rolled your eyes playfully, letting him tug you up in front of him. As you wobbled on the board once again, you let his hands dig into your sides. Obviously, it seemed that he actually was worried about dropping you again, despite the fact that he was holding back some kind of sick laugh. “You would be great at teaching a kid how to ride a bike,” you quipped, the fact that he called you a pussy seeping into your mind.

You gasped slightly as you slipped again, this time Karl’s arms wrapping around you tightly, pressing your body against his. “Awe, you want me to put a baby in you, pet?” He jeered with his lips near your ear. You shrugged out of his grip, breaking up your indecent thoughts at his comment.

You could feel the heat rising to your ears as you balanced on his skateboard again. “Stop, you perv,” you deflected, hoping he couldn’t tell how hard you were having to bite back a smirk.

After your skateboarding escapades, you sat typing away at your computer, Karl occasionally looking over his phone to peer at you. His legs were thrown lazily on either side of you as he stretched out on his pillows.

An alarm went off on Karl’s phone, startling you in the process. He fought against smirking at your surprise as he sat up, crawling over to you. “Okay, I gave you two hours,” he stated, leaning forward to press his lips against yours and gently close your computer. The taste of him on your tongue was like a drug for you, leaving you constantly wanting more.

You smirked into his kiss as your brain finally caught up with you. “I hope that document saved, asshole,” you groaned, pushing him back into his pillows as he chuckled at you. His fingers dragged up the length of your thighs, squeezing the flesh in his hands as you straddled him. “Fucking weirdo, timing me. Who are you, my dad?” You teased, pressing a kiss to his neck and digging your fingers into his hair.

He moaned lowly, grinding against you. “Oh fuck yeah. Call me daddy,” he cantered.

“No,” you answered simply. You sat up, reaching over to his top drawer in search of protection, but running your fingers over a lacy garment instead. Your brows knitted together as your gaze shot to the drawer, your underpants dangling from your finger. Karl tucked his hands behind his head, looking up at you nonchalantly as your mind flashed with memories of your time in the bathroom.

Before you had the opportunity to ask him what he was still doing with them, his door popped open to reveal one of Karl’s roommates, his name beginning with a D but slipping your mind. “What are you guys doing in here?” He asked with a rather dopey smile, gesturing to Karl still between your legs. “Everyone’s downstairs, come on.” You and Karl shared a look as he left.

You leaned back down to him, kissing him briefly before pressing your lips to his neck again. “Wanna come over instead?” You suggested softly, your lips ghosting over his ear.

Karl loped down the stairs in front of you, a heavy layer of smoke hanging in the air above your heads. A mass of people crammed themselves together, finding solace in each other after the long week. If you weren’t so hung up on getting into Karl’s pants, you might have considered joining them.

Before the two of you could reach the door, someone called out for Karl. Their voice boomed over the loudness of the music, making Karl wince slightly. His face flattened into a frown as “Todd” waved at the two of you. Karl took a few slugging steps to stand close enough to Todd’s group that they wouldn’t have to yell at each other. You settled your hand on Karl’s hip as you wrapped your hand around his waist, leaning against him. Todd’s eyes traced over you.

He wet his lips. “You guys leaving already?” He asked, leaning back in his chair and accepting the joint offered to him. From an outsider’s perspective, he looked like the king of the castle. Luckily, you knew better. “Come on, play a game with us!” He suggested, patting the empty spot beside him. Even though you couldn’t see his face, you could tell Karl was rolling his eyes. “I got a seat warmed up for you, baby girl,” he nodded towards you.

You perked an eyebrow in his direction and Karl slipped his hand into yours nonchalantly. “Thanks, but no,” Karl stated.

“Come on, Karl. Don’t make me pull pin.” At Todd’s words, Karl groaned reluctantly, the sound barely audible. You furrowed your brows at him. “Fifteen minutes. We were gonna play Never Have I Ever.”

You leaned towards Karl. “What’s pulling pin?” You mumbled.

“Flexing rank,” he grunted back. He tugged you with him to join the group. Before you could sit down, Todd pulled you into the spot beside him. You laughed nervously, watching as Karl’s features darkened as he sat across from the two of you. Todd handed you a drink, which you took but avoided sipping out of.

A boy beside Karl piped up. “Okay, so never have I ever graduated high school. My degree is literally fake.” The boy smiled before taking a drink, making you giggle slightly. Todd draped his arm around the back of the couch where you were sitting. He wasn’t touching you exactly but every ounce of his being was getting under Karl’s skin.

Todd smugly shook his head. “No, Zeke. Those aren’t the rules. You have to say something that’s not true about you. Like…” he trailed off slightly, his gaze settling on you before his mouth twisted into a smirk. “Never have I ever slashed someone’s tires.”

You humored him with a subtle smile as if to ask if he was serious. He gestured towards Karl, who took a drink. You bit back a grin. “Well, never have I ever masturbated to a girl my roommate’s sleeping with,” Karl retaliated. Your eyes grew wide, suddenly happy to watch the event unfold before you.

Todd took a drink after glaring at Karl. He leaned closer to you, this time his arm dropped to pull you against his side. “Do you wanna take a turn?” You shook your head, flashing your eyes to Karl before looping your fingers with Todd’s. Karl chewed the inside of his cheek, looking like he was holding back another laugh. “Alright, I’ll go.” Todd brought your hand up to his lips, kissing your palm. “Ah, I know. Never have I ever betrayed the secret oath of the frat and called the police.”

Karl took another sip, his eyes on you. “Yeah, because never have I ever set the house on fire trying to light a bong,” he answered, making you snort.

You let your free hand settle on Todd’s knee. “Awe, I’d light your bong for you,” you chided, making Todd laugh as he took a drink.

“I bet you could do a lot for me, Princess,” he flirted, his lips nearing your ear. You raised your eyebrows in Karl’s direction, who was sitting with his chin in his hand. His expression was darkly entertained as you flirted with Todd. “Speaking of,” Todd looked to Karl again. “Never have I ever fucked someone on my roommate’s bed,” he teased, tucking his nose in the crook of your neck.

Karl smirked. “You’re right, you probably haven’t,” he stated simply, downing the rest of his drink. Todd tensed slightly beside you. Karl stood, ruffling the hair of one of the other Brothers that were in the group before holding his hand out for you to take. As the two of you left, you heard one of the guys whistle and say something about never having peed in a pool before.

As the two of you left the house, you walked in time with Karl’s heavy steps, swinging your entwined hands as if you were completely oblivious. “I can’t believe I made you jealous,” you taunted. You could practically see the steam rolling off his shoulders as he opened the passenger car door for you. Before you could slip into the seat, Karl’s hand gripped the back of your neck, bringing you to press your lips roughly against his. He pinned you between him and the cool metal of the car as the taste of beer spread across your tongue.

His fingers dug into your hips, his other hand tightening around your throat. The coolness of his tongue ring was a welcomed sensation as you attempted to find friction against his hips. Your fingers moved to close around his wrist as he pulled away, leaving you gasping for air. His face was expressionless as his gaze danced from your lips to your eyes. “I’m going to fuckin’ ruin you for the way you acted,” he ribbed, stepping away from you.

You nearly slid down the side of the car at his words. “Okay,” you whispered, heat rising to your cheeks and ultimately to your core.

Karl’s calm exterior followed you until you finally got your apartment door open. Karl pinned you against the wood of your bedroom door, reaching to twist the lock as his lips began to commandeer your own. His hands dragged up your thighs beneath your skirt, squeezing at the flesh roughly. He yanked your shirt off, grinding his hips up and against yours as his teeth moved to nip at the skin of your neck before returning to badger your lips.

The taste of beer on his lips blended with your flavored chapstick as your tongue slipped into his mouth. In a mess of tugging and biting each other, your body melted into his rough grasp. You wanted whatever repercussions his twisted mind could come up with. You wanted him to do whatever he wanted to you. You fought against diving your hands into his jeans to beg him to continue, but he broke away from you as you fought to catch your breath.

Your lips were buzzing as the feeling of him still lingered. He brought his hand up to your jaw, tipping your chin up to him. “Fucking slut,” the devil’s grin painted across his face before he continued, pressing his lips against yours once more, his grin dragging your bottom lip between his teeth. “You act like I don’t fucking own you,” he nearly growled, his face hovering over yours as his hand squeezed your throat. You moaned quietly as he regulated your breathing with his hand. You wanted to drink in his dark, commanding appearance.

He pushed you back on the bed, making you instinctively crawl up towards the pillows. He smirked slightly, undoing his belt and slipping it into his hands. He put the garment on your bedside table. After tugging his shirt off, he was on top of you again, pushing you into the pillows and the fluffy comforter. Karl’s lips seared yours, showing you how much command he had over your body. He ground his hips against yours, the fabric of his jeans digging into you to elicit a moan echo from your mouth. You could feel his erection hardening against your leg, the tension deep within you tightening at the prospect of what he was going to do to you.

His fingers tugged at your skirt, gripping the material in his fist and dragging it down your body as if it was nothing. He flipped you, your elbows crowding the pillows as you felt him sit on your back, snapping the belt in his hands again. You let out a short breath as Karl’s nails raked up your back before his fingers dipped in your hair, tugging your head back to look at him. “I want you to scream my name tonight,” he groaned. You obliged as he dropped his grip on you.

He pulled your wrists between the bars of your headboard before binding you to the metal with his belt, yanking the leather to sinch against your skin. He dropped his head to press his lips against your shoulder, a tender nod of affection you knew would be the last. You leaned on your side to watch him sit back on his knees to unbutton his jeans. “Be gentle,” you leered, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth to fight your grin again as you watched him spit into his hand and stroke himself in preparation.

He chuckled. “I’ll take good care of you, sweetheart,” he murmured darkly through a smirk. He pulled your hips up and against his own, forcing your face into the mattress. Your hands tightened around the metal bars, as he angled himself at your entrance before driving himself into with an act of force you knew you deserved. A moan of his name slipped past your lips as his fingers dug into your hips, thrusting into you to drive himself deeper into you. “That’s right. I want the neighbors to know who’s fucking you,” he groaned, snapping his hips against yours.

Moans of pure bliss escaped your lips as his head neared yours. Karl used your hips as leverage for his unwavering pace, leaving you a mess of pleasure beneath him. His lips found their way to your neck as he nipped against the sensitive skin. You wanted him to mark you, to claim you, and he deserved to. His hand from your hair became wrapped around your throat as he began to reach his peak.

His hand slapped your ass with such force you knew there was a handprint, but you were too overwhelmed with the noises escaping his lips and your climax threatened to disobey your control to be concerned with the sting. If anything it threatened to push you over the edge. Your hands pulled against the leather of his belt as he pounded into you.

Your toes began to curl as he leaned over you, his breath fanning against your shoulder as you bit back heavy moans of pleasure. Karl’s hand was knotted in your hair again, his other fisting the sheets beside you. “Who’s making you feel this good? Huh?” You moaned out his name as he punctuated his sentence with the thrusts of his hips. “That’s right, you fucking slut.” You tightened around him, your orgasm sweeping over you with an element of shock.

You could practically hear Karl’s smirk as he moaned at the sight of you coming undone beneath him. He continued to ride you, finishing rather abruptly. He pressed his lips between your shoulder blades before loosening the belt around your wrists. Your back popped as you were finally able to move freely. He bit back a chuckle as you gingerly snuggled beneath the covers beside him. You slipped your hand across his torso, hugging his side against your chest as he rested an arm behind your head.

As you laid your head on his chest, his heartbeat began to steady, his fingers lightly brushing against your skin. “I’d rather eat my own feet than sleep with Todd, you know,” you croaked, realizing just how much your voice was weakening, breaking the silence between the two of you.

Karl chuckled softly. “Me too,” he commented, making you smile slightly. “I’m actually…” he paused slightly before continuing as if searching for what he wanted to say exactly. “I’m actually not sleeping with anyone else.”

You couldn’t fight the smile spreading across your face. “I’m not either.” You hugged him tighter, letting his fingers twirl into your hair. “I’m good with you.”

“I’m good with you, too,” he mirrored, a smirk evident in his voice as his other hand traced over the red marks on your wrists from his belt.

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waybrights · 2 years

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i love you so (don't let me go)

so, @skibs-scribbles gave me this idea the other day and I've been meaning to post it for a while now, so here it is!!! just a warning, it isn't edited so it will be messy but i wanted to get it out so!!!

she hadn't told them yet. god why hadn't she told them yet? anne lay in her bed, staring up at the star covered ceiling trying to find it in herself to just tell them. (she didn't think it would be so hard a few years ago, sure she would've cried and not let go of their hands until she was literally dragged to the car, but at least there was no underlying reason to stay. at least they were okay back then.)

but now they weren't okay, marcy couldn't move from the waist down and sasha always had a far off look in her eyes, like she never knew what was truly going on around her. she didn't know why she'd waited, putting things off only made it harder in the end, anne knew that. so why, why, had she kept it to herself.

her phone pinged on the table, no doubt a string of good morning texts from marcy followed by whatever cool pictures she'd taken the day before. even just the thought of her friend brought a smile to anne's face. the feeling of warmth that came with marcy's silly pictures of sasha sitting on the street with a cat filled anne with the motivation she needed to get up.

a heavy feeling weighed her down as she picked up her phone, marcy's name still flashing up on the screen every few seconds as she sent another message. she would have to tell them, after all it was her last day in LA.

swallowing the lump rising in her throat, anne finally opened the messages, smiling as each came through. marcy's rambles and pictures that went along with them always seemed to make anne feel better (it was probably because it felt like she was really there, just a few feet away, talking anne's ear off about a new game she was into whilst sasha held domino to her chest).

marbles <3: OH AND!!!!

marbles <3: SASHA STAYED ROUND MINE AGAIN LAST NIGHT :))

anne: yeah?? what did u do this time shshhss

marbles <3: we dyed her hair pink :D

anne couldn’t stop the smile that spread across her face at the thought of sasha with pink hair, not that unnatural, burning pink that came with her powers (anne knew sasha hated that colour, it was hard not to when it was a reminder of what her anger could do), but a lighter pink if the blurry picture of sasha's sleeping form was anything to go by.

anne: u did a great job, marbles!!

marbles <3: i did, didn't i :]

marbles <3: anyyywayyy, what are u doing today??

anne took a deep breath as she stared down at her phone screen. i'm moving, she wanted to type, just throw it out there into their group chat and let it run its course. but she didn't say that, she couldn’t.

anne: nothing much,,,

anne: wanna come over??? both of u dhdhd

because it would be easier if she told them face to face.

marbles <3: OFC WE DO!!!!

marbles <3: lemme just wake sash up, we'll be at urs in like an hour

marbles <3: 2 depending on sasha actually getting out of bed today

anne: dhshshdj see u soon!!

and god was it sooner than she thought.

half an hour later, there was a knock at the door, sending anne flying down the stairs (still in her pyjamas) and slamming the door open, a grin on her face.

(it was easier to pretend everything was okay. if she just ignored the boxes piled up around the house, the moving van coming round the bend, the bare walls, she could pretend it was just another summer's day, and her friends were coming over to watch TV - the tv that was now bubble wrapped and stuffed into a box labeled living room.)

"wow, you guys got here early," anne panted, stepping aside to let her friends in.

"mm, marcy had to bribe me with pancakes," sasha hummed, blinking slowly.

"yeah, and you got them, so wake up," marcy said, prodding sasha's cheek with a smile of her own.

"i am awake, thanks to you," sasha growled, though she was too tired to put any force behind it.

"well, i think my bed's still warm if you want to sleep in," anne interrupted, taking their hands and leading them up the stairs (praying they didn't see the boxes).

sasha did, in fact, want to sleep in and five minutes later the three of them were curled up in anne's bed, leeching off each other's warmth as they lay in a comfortable silence

i should tell them now, she thought to herself, the sound of a vehicle pulling up outside her house a reminder that this wasn't a normal day.

"i like your hair," anne whispered instead, her hands fiddling with a section of sasha's pink hair.

"thanks," she paused and moved her head to look at anne, "though, we really have mars to thank. she did it, i just picked the colour."

"awe you helped, sashy," marcy giggled, looking up from her phone to smile at the pair.

anne laughed and they fell into quiet again, the only noises being sounds of things moving downstairs (don't think about it. don't think about it. don't think about it) and marcy's nails as she tapped away at her phone screen. for once, anne found herself hating the silence and the reminders it came with.

the fact that this time tomorrow she would be on a plane, how her house would be empty, the sheets she was so comfortable and warm in would be bundled up into a box travelling across the country in a van. all the thoughts ran through her mind as they lay there.

tell them. tell them. tell them. tell them tell them tell them tell-

"i have to tell you guys something," anne said, her words slipping out before she could truly think about it.

her friends went tense, moving slowly as they sat up. "uh oh, this sounds serious," marcy laughed weakly, slipping her phone into her pocket.

anne pushed herself up, kicking the sheets off her legs. "it is," she said, hating the way her voice caught on those two words.

"did… did we do something?" marcy asked quietly, her hand slipping across the gap to link with sasha's.

anne's eyes widened and she shook her head. "no! no, no, god you haven't done anything," she spoke, trying her hardest to keep her tone even. "it's just," anne swallowed, looking down at her sheets. god, why is this so hard?

"what's wrong, annie?" sasha asked gently, leaning forward to wipe her cheeks (anne hadn't even realised she'd started crying).

"I should've told you sooner," anne choked out,"and i'm sorry i didn't, but i just wanted everything to be normal, just for a while longer-"

"anne? what are you talking about? are you alright?"

"i'm moving," her words were quiet, so quiet anne was almost certain neither of her friends heard her.

in fact, she was just about to repeat herself when a loud burst of laughter came from beside her. "good one, anna-banana!" marcy giggled. "moving? yeah right-"

"I'm not… I'm not joking," anne said, her eyes brimming with even more tears as marcy stilled.

"moving?" marcy whispered, her voice taking on a tone anne hadn't heard before. "you're leaving." it wasn't a question, but a statement. a statement that shattered anne's heart.

"when?" sasha asked quietly, her voice wobbling as she tried to hold it together.

anne squeezed her eyes shut, hot tears dripping down her cheeks. "today."

"to- today? like today today?" marcy repeated, a hysterical edge entering her voice. "but, you can't just leave!" she cried. "you can't just up and leave one day, thats stupid. i mean, where are you even going?"

"new york," anne whispered. "and we're leaving tonight."

"but, but you can't, remember? you promised me!" marcy sobbed. "you said we're gonna stay together, forever."

she did. anne remembered making that promise like it was yesterday. "im sorry." but sorry wouldn't cut it. sorry wouldn't get rid of the fact that anne broke her promise.

"maybe," sasha interrupted, her voice scarily calm. "maybe we can visit you, over the holidays."

but that wasn't going to be enough. "it's funny," anne mumbled, finally looking up from her yellow bed sheets. "how we always get so close to everything being perfect, only for it to fall apart at the last second."

#sorry guys didnt mean for this to be that sad but <333 #also yes it was meant to be longer but i just Couldnt write anymore <333 #anyway shshshjs ENJOY!!!!#amphibia fanfic #amphibia #anne boonchuy #marcy wu #sasha waybright #marie.txt #marie writes

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ghost-ghost-baby · 3 years

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We're Just Friends! (Omega!bakugo x alpha!reader x omega!Izuku) pt. 5/5

pt 1 / pt 2/ pt 3/pt 4

omegaverse lore

lore: Once an Alpha reaches 21 they get their first rut, they’d either already have their mates or the rut will act as a push for them to get together and bond.

summary: Reader and Katsuki have been friends for years, and everyone expects them to get together, until reader rescues an omega that lives in their building, and things get a touch more... complicated

a/n: FINALLY WE DID IT!!! SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG BUT ITS 4K WORDS!!!! ENJOY!!! general nsfw hcs will b posted at some point, gonna make a diff taglist for it tho so lemme know if u wanna b on it. Warnings: omegaverse, swearing, untraditional omegaverse roles, gets a bit spicy towards the end

“Okay, so, we’re inviting Kirishima, Sero, Jirou, she’ll wanna bring her mate Yamomo, and Yamomo will wanna bring her bestie Shoto, of course.” you had no idea what Denki and Mina were going on about, you and Izuku were waiting in the park while Katsuki finished up an exam, and the pair had cornered you with plans for your party. Izuku had been extra clingy, he’d held your hand all the way to school, and then inched his seat closer to yours in class so he could keep touching you in any way possible, and now he was practically in your lap, arms possessively wrapped around your waist and his head on your shoulder.

“Uh, okay, I wanna invite Shinso too, I know he’s Mr. Aizawas kid but he’s really nice, oh and Tokoyami, he might wanna bring Tsuyu-“ You were distracted, not that your friends noticed, by Izuku’s arms tightening around your waist, and you only realised he let out a growl because you felt it vibrate from his chest and into his throat. Your friends were still rambling, completely ignoring you and your mate, so you turned to Izuku with a questioning look.

“You okay?”

“I don’t like the way Shinso looks at you, why are you inviting him?” Izuku pouted, and you shook your head, reaching up to ruffle his hair.

“Don’t be silly, now Izuku. I’m with you and Katsuki, I’m only inviting him so he can make more friends!” Your answer soothed your mate, although barely, he’d just have to stick to you like glue for the entire party.

“Let’s go, c’mon.” Katsuki pulled Deku up by the back of his shirt, ignoring the omegas cry of protest to offer you a hand, gripping it tighter than usual and pulling you up, wrapping his arm around your waist as soon as you were standing, Izuku grumbling as he made his way to your other side.

“Wow Bakubro- the exam was that bad, huh?” Denki’s question was only met with a growl from Katsuki, and you shushed him before you turned back to your friends.

“Sorry guys but you heard the man! Text me if you need any help with the party but I already told you what I want!” You waved, Denki and Mina waving back from their place on the grass, and you heard them giggle as Katsuki pulled you away, the omegas scent much stronger than usual.

You headed right for the shower when you got home, only stopping to grab a towel, with your mates hot on your heels.

“What’re- what’re you guys doing-?” You were about to start stripping when you noticed them standing in the door, Katsuki with a frown and his arms crossed, Izuku hanging off him with an expression you could only describe as eager.

“You weren’t planning on leaving us, were you?” Izuku pouted, and for a moment you were too shocked to speak.

“I’m just- I’m just having a shower?” You frowned at the pair, and Katsuki let out a growl at your response.

“Why do you have to leave us for it though, we could shower together-“

“Katsuki! Absolutely not! The shower’s barely big enough for one person, no way the three of us are squeezing in there!” You shook your head, crossing your arms over your chest and staring down your mates. Katsuki was glowering at you, which you were used to, however, you were not used to Izuku’s puppy dog eyes, you never stood a chance against that.

“Fucking fine- you can stay in the bathroom, but if you so much as touch the shower curtain I’m locking myself in my room and not coming out until tomorrow, got it?”

“Yes alpha! Thank you!” Izuku flung himself at you, Katsuki joining less than a second later, at least they weren’t fucking growling at each other anymore.

“I forgot clean clothes, would one of you be okay getting me some? I’ll leave the door unlocked for you.” You almost fell when they pulled away, you didn’t realise how much you’d been leaning on them, and Izuku was answering without hesitation.

“I’ll grab you some of mine!” He pressed a quick kiss to your lips before he headed off, and Katsuki couldn’t help but let out a growl, quickly following Izuku’s kiss before he went after the other omega.

“Like hell they’re just wearing your clothes!”

The solution was Katsuki’s hoodie, and a pair of Izuku’s shorts, brought to the bathroom in record time, and both omegas looked so proud of themselves for compromising you got distracted showering them in praise and kisses for a good five minutes. Your actual shower was uneventful, although the conversation with your mates made it fly by, and you still made them turn around when you got out to dry off and get changed. Then you were being bombarded with kisses from your mates, and coos of how cute you looked in their clothes had you blushing. Then they’d ushered you to the kitchen, and Katsuki wrapped your arms around him before he started cooking, even nodding at Izuku for him to join, although he ordered the other omega to get him ingredients. Izuku didn’t seem to mind though, and he pressed kisses to your cheeks and lips every chance he got, even daring to press a few daring kisses to Katsuki’s cheek, which merely got a huff instead of the growl it would have in the past.

“You’ve been awfully good today, Kacchan.” You’d taken to calling Katsuki by the nickname, which still got a growl when you used it, but he was so cute when he got grumpy. He couldn’t help but let out a purr at the praise, it rumbled up through his chest and even Katsuki was shocked by how loud it was, he looked like a started cat, and you and Izuku couldn’t help but laugh, something you both got yelled at for.

“Okay guys, I’m gonna turn in for the night.” You yawned, trying to get up but being stopped by Izuku’s arm around your waist. Your movement woke Katsuki up from the doze he’d fallen into after dinner, and his red eyes were sleepily blinking up at you from where his head rested on your lap.

“Zuku? You okay…?” You shot your mate a questioning look, and Izuku bit his lower lip as he thought.

“Yeah, shitty Deku, they wanna go to bed, so do I.” Katsuki was finally coherent, although he made no move to get up.

“I wanna scent you first.”

“Huh- you scented me right after dinner-?” You were confused, and Izuku’s request had Katsuki bolting up and wide awake.

“Yeah but- I don’t know- y-your scent it’s- it’s stronger than- than normal and-and mine just keeps wearing off and- I don’t like it when you don’t- when you don’t smell like me.” Izuku was a blushing mess by the time he finished speaking, he always got that way when scenting came up, and you leant forward to kiss him before you spoke.

“You can scent me as much as you want, but can you do it in bed?” Your question had Izuku’s face going even redder, and the omega was too flustered to speak, which had Katsuki cackling.

“You broke him, Y/n! Apparently scenting in bed is too scandalous for sweet little Deku.” He grinned at Izuku before turning to you, “However, I have no problem scenting you in bed, he’s right about your scent overpowering ours lately.” Katsuki finally sat up, stretching more than he needed to in order to wack Izuku over the head.

“It’s not- not too scandalous-! Y/n, tell Kacchan to stop being mean!” Izuku whined, cuddling close to your side to rest his head on your shoulder and glaring at your other mate.

“Oi! Don’t bring them into this!” Katsuki growled, and Izuku only smirked, maintaining eye contact with the blonde as he leant forward to bite your neck, hard enough it had you yelping and Katsuki snarling as he pulled you to him.

“Hey- guys- what happened to- oh…” You trailed off when Katsuki started kissing from your collar up to your jaw, the blonde smirking at Izuku when you melted against him.

“That’s so not fair-!” Izuku followed, crawling forward until he was basically on your lap and you were trapped between the two of them, with their scents almost overwhelming you. “Y/n, look at me!” You didn’t even realise you’d closed your eyes until Izuku was whining and grabbing your face, green eyes darting to Katsuki still mouthing at your neck before he leant forward and forced his lips to yours, your eyes once again fluttering closed as you reached up to wrap your arms around Izuku’s neck. His lips were always so soft, and he kissed you like you were the only thing keeping him sane. You were brought back to the present when Katsuki bit down right above your scent gland, the pain and the placement clearing your head enough that you could push Izuku off and stagger to your feet, wiping your mouth as you tried to regain control of your breathing.

“B-Bed, guys-“ your head was still foggy, and you shook it to try and clear the haze. It worked, partially, but once it was gone you were so, so tired, you were ready to collapse.

“Look what you did Kacchan- you ruined all the fun.” Izuku pouted, but he was rushing to your side without hesitation, wrapping your arm around him so you had someone to lean on, Katsuki only huffing and joining the two of you a moment later, shoving himself under your arm on your free side.

“If both of you shut the fuck up and take me to bed I’ll still let you scent me, but don’t push it.” You growled before Katsuki could say anything, and both omegas shut right up at your words, bowing their heads as they practically carried you to your room.

You hit the bed with a relieved sigh, already closing your eyes before Katsuki cleared his throat, and you opened one eye to look at him, a moment passing before you realised why both your mates were just standing there staring at you.

“Oh, right, sorry!” You pushed yourself back up, automatically baring your neck and almost giving your mates an aneurism at the sight of you. Katsuki all but jumped on you in his eagerness, quickly smothering your startled noises with a kiss before he rubbed his wrist on his own neck and then rubbed his wrist over almost every inch of you, until you were completely covered in the smell of caramel.

“Don’t hog them!” Izuku was next to you just as Katsuki finished, and he shoved Katsuki out of the way so he could proceed to scent you too, although he chose to rub his scent gland directly over yours first, and you almost pulled back with a yelp from how intense it was. You somehow held it together until Izuku was satisfied that his and Katsuki’s scents were even, although the omega took over ten minutes, thankfully for most of it he was doing the same as Katsuki, but your eyes were still drooping closed by the end, and you would have fallen back if Katsuki hadn’t moved behind you to help prop you up, his arms wrapped low around your waist.

“Are you almost done, Deku? They’re practically asleep in my lap.” You could hear the smirk in his voice even if you couldn’t see him, and Izuku only huffed in response, although his eyes softened when you offered him a sleepy half smile. You looked so sweet, eyes lidded and face flushed, was this what you’d look like when-

“Oi! I asked you a question.” Katsuki leant forward to shove Izuku, and that snapped the omega out of his… more unsavoury thoughts.

“Sorry Kacchan! Y/n’s just so cute when they’re all soft and pliable like this, I got distracted!” Izuku grinned, quickly leaning forward to kiss you before Katsuki could yell, and you did your best to kiss your mate back despite your half asleep state. You didn’t want to pull away, but Katsuki didn’t have an issue breaking the two of you up, something you were thankful for, in that moment at least.

“Enough getting distracted, they need sleep.” The blonde manoeuvred you so you were laying down facing him, and Izuku let out a huff as he followed suit, mumbling something about how Kacchan always ruined his fun. You shushed both of them before Katsuki could reply, tugging the blonde closer for a kiss to stop him grumbling, then you were grabbing Izuku’s hands, pressing your head to Katsuki’s chest, and finally falling asleep.

You woke up covered in sweat, the hoodie you’d worn to bed now feeling like it was suffocating you combined with the heat your mates gave off, and you gently slipped out of bed, throwing the hoodie off and letting out a sigh of relief when you were just in a tank top. You still had twenty minutes before you needed to get up, and you turned to wake your mates, only to slap a hand over your mouth to stop yourself squeaking. Neither of them had woken up despite you moving, but Izuku must have moved closer to Katsuki in his sleep, and the two of them were cuddling, with Izuku’s head nestled against Katsuki’s chest. You quickly grabbed your phone, making sure it was on silent mode, before you proceeded to take a rather excessive amount of pictures of your mates. Then, still being as quiet as you could, you made your way out of the room and into the kitchen. You made yourself a coffee and a bowl of cereal, taking a seat at the counter before you opened your messages, quickly finding the group chat with Mina and Denki, and sending through one of the pictures. The response was instant, Mina going into all caps to scream about how cute it was, and Denki sent through a spam of keyboard smashes, also in all caps. You kept chatting to them while you finished your breakfast, but a yell from your room had you texting them goodbye and putting your phone down. Any minute now.

“Get the fuck away from me, Deku!”

“I was asleep, Kacchan, it wasn’t my fault! You’re the one that did this to me!”

“I thought you were Y/n, stop following me!”

“I’m not following you, I’m trying to find-“

“Y/n!”

“Y/n! Kacchan is being mean again!” Your mates turned the corner into the kitchen, Izuku sprinting to your side, and your eyes widened at the mark on his neck.

“Damn, what happened?” Izuku wrapped his arms around your waist, whining until you bared your neck for him so he could rub his cheek over your scent gland.

“I was just sleeping, alpha! And then Kacchan bit me!” Izuku whined against your neck, and you cooed as you reached up to play with his hair, calmly brushing through the curls and turning your gaze to Katsuki with raised eyebrows. At least the blonde looked sheepish, and he reached up to scratch the back of his neck before he answered you.

“You’re usually the one in front of me, how the fuck was I supposed to know it was shitty Deku. When did you even leave, huh? You’re meant to wake me up.” Katsuki growled, and you sighed and shook your head, he really couldn’t take the blame for anything, huh? Still, you gestured for him to join the hug, which he happily did, and you pressed a kiss to his forehead.

“I know you were expecting me, Katsuki, but you really uh- gave Izuku a shock, can you apologise? For me?” You cooed, only getting a growl in response, so you pulled away with a sigh, Izuku whining in protest at the loss of contact.

“Katsuki-“

“Fine. Sorry for biting you, Deku, even though it was your fault for cuddling me.” The blonde growled, but you weren’t going to get any better, and Izuku seemed happy enough, by the way he was hugging Katsuki.

“See, there we go! Izuku and I gotta get ready for class now!” Your words had both of them turning to you with a growl, and you could only look at them in confusion.

“We’re not going to class today, Y/n.” Izuku pulled away from Katsuki to look at you, and you were cut off before you could ask why.

“Yeah, your birthday’s tomorrow and you fucking reek, no way you’re leaving the apartment.” Katsuki crossed his arms over his chest, and you grabbed your phone with a rather dramatic sigh.

“Fine, guess I’m stuck here with you idiots.”

You’d gotten yelled at for that remark, and Katsuki was still sulking when he pulled away to go and shower, Izuku tugging you to the couch the second Katsuki was out of view.

“You still wanna scent me? We’re not leaving the house-“ Izuku kissed you to cut you off, and all thoughts went out the window as you kissed him back, letting him lay you down on the couch and pin you under him with his weight. Your head tilted back when Izuku pulled away to kiss down your jaw and neck, your hands automatically tangling in his hair to tug him closer, and Izuku let out a whine that had your scent going haywire. He kept going down, peppering kisses and sucking marks over your collarbone before he moved to your chest, and you briefly wondered where he was going with this, but then Izuku was lifting your shirt up for better access. He stayed at your chest for a few more minutes before he continued, pressing kisses to your ribs and stomach, and your heart was in your throat as he reached your hip, but then the omega just, stopped, resting his head on your hip and just gazing at you from between your thighs.

“You’re so pretty when you’re all hot and bothered like this, alpha! Are you disappointed that I stopped?” Izuku chirped, pressing a kiss to your inner thigh, and you were quickly grabbing a pillow to cover your rapidly growing blush, while Izuku just looked at you and giggled.

“Kacchan! Pass that shirt to me when you’re done!” Izuku was seated on the bed, casually scenting anything Katsuki had scented and thrown his way, as if this was the most normal occurrence ever. And it almost was, except for the fact you were stuck in the middle of the bed, getting growled at if you so much as shifted your position. They wanted to ‘build the nest around you’ apparently, which was something you’d never heard of, but you weren’t going to argue with your birthday a mere day away, Katsuki and Izuku had been… on edge lately.

“Arms please!” Izuku’s chirp broke you out of your thoughts, and you hesitantly held out your arms, although you got the message when Izuku leaned back against you, and you were wrapping your arms around him and resting your head on his shoulder without a second thought. A shirt was hitting you in the face seconds later, and you yelped at the impact, throwing the shirt right back at Katsuki.

“What was that for!” He snarled, throwing the shirt back at you and huffing when Izuku caught it, although both of your moods improved when he let out a happy hum and proceeded to scent the material before gently folding it and placing it on the bed. You couldn’t resist sticking your tongue out at Katsuki from where you were stuck behind Izuku and the blonde only grumbled as he got back to grabbing bedding from the cupboard you had especially for when he nested. He was… more subdued, than normal. He didn’t growl when Izuku kissed him, and you’d actually caught them cuddling on the couch when you came back from the shower. The lack of bickering was a breath of fresh air, and you couldn’t resist pulling Katsuki in for a kiss when he came to dump more material on the bed. He let out a grunt when you tugged him down, the blonde almost falling on the bed, his arms going either side of of Izuku, who took the opportunity to kiss whatever part of Katsuki’s neck he could. You were the one that had to push him away, and Katsuki growled at you when he lost contact, which caused you to flick his forehead and click your tongue, but Katsuki just pouted and got back to scenting the fabric. See what you meant? You’d be worried if his scent wasn’t so… content.

Movement next to you woke you up, and Katsuki came into focus above you as you blinked away the sleep.

“Good, you’re awake.” The blonde nuzzled into your neck and you tilted your head to the side for him, sleep still heavily clouding your mind so you couldn’t made sense of anything.

“Why am- why am I awake…?” You mumbled, too tired to stop yourself letting out a little moan when Katsuki pressed a kiss to your neck, and you felt him smirk against your skin.

“Your rut’s started, dumbass.”

“Mmmm? I don’t feel… any different… just kinda hot…. You smell really, really good, Katsuki…” Your hands went to his hips, and Katsuki let out an exasperated sigh, resting his forehead on the pillow next to you before he answered.

“God you’re so fucking stupid, that’s my heat, idiot, it woke me up. Deku’s started too but he’s still asleep, so I thought I’d wake you up now, I want to get something straight, okay alpha?” He went back to kissing your neck between words, and you only hummed in response, nodding as your eyes fluttered closed.

“Good, now listen, okay? I was here first, I want to fuck you first, and I want to mark you first too, okay alpha?” His teeth grazed your skin and you whined, your fingers digging into the blondes hips, and you let out a whimper when he bit down, almost breaking the skin.

“Of course, Katsuki- you’ve been so good of course you can…”

“Say it, I wanna hear you say it, alpha.” Katsuki pulled back, bracing his arms and caging you in so you couldn’t look anywhere but his face, and a blush spread over yours in response.

“You can- you can fuck me first, Katsuki-“ you barely finished the sentence before he was kissing you, nipping your bottom lip before he pulled off, his breathing heavier than it was before.

“Good, now, I guess we better wake shitty Deku up.”

The throbbing from both sides of your neck woke you up this time, and you groaned as you tried to move your neck, slowly coming around to your surroundings. You were on your back, with Katsuki’s head on your chest and Izuku’s on your stomach. When you finally sat up slightly, (you didn’t want to wake them) pride flashed through you at the site of the fresh bonding marks, and you couldn’t stop yourself letting out a happy purr. Unfortunately, your back was killing you- so you gently shimmied out of bed, pulling the blankets back over the sleeping pair before you turned to the cupboard to get yourself a shirt. Fuck, your neck was still killing you, maybe icing it would help? You couldn’t help the pained hiss that escaped you when you pulled the shirt over your head, still knocking the bites despite your best efforts to be gentle.

“Y/n…? What the fuck are you doing?” Katsuki rubbed his eyes as he sat up, his abrupt movement waking Izuku, who let out a huff at his sleep being interrupted.

“Neck hurts, I was gonna try and ice it.” You looked at yourself in the mirror, no wonder you were in so much pain-

Your neck and shoulders were littered with bites and hickies, some of them rivalling the bonding bites with how deep they were, you probably needed to do more than ice it.

“Oh, right, Deku got carried away.” The blonde let out a groan as he stretched, and when you turned back to them you weren’t surprised to see Izuku pouting.

“You got just as carried away, Kacchan! Don’t try to blame it all on me!” Izuku hopped out of bed despite his half asleep state, shuffling to your side and pressing a quick kiss to your lips before he cuddled under your arms, possessively wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Tch, whatever Deku, just take them to the kitchen to get some ice, I’ll check to see if we have witch hazel or arnica to help with the healing.”

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4stars-uswnt · 4 years

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Livestream Revelations [Christen Press x Reader]

requested by anon: Can you do a cute Christen Press Quarantine type of imagine? There could never be enough Pressy to go around hahaha. Thank youuu

requested by anon: Could you please write a cute quarantine interview/livestream with christen?

A/N: i agree! there def could never be enough cp to around...gosh i love that woman. also, this was one of my favs, so i hope you all enjoy it too! lemme know what u think :)

“Hey guys.” You smile into the camera, as you lean your phone against your water bottle. “We’re extremely bored, so we decided to come on here and answer some questions.”

You look over to your girlfriend, encouraging her to say something.

“(Y/N) practically forced me to do this.” Christen rolls her eyes, hiding a grin.

You playfully push her shoulder, laughing. “Don’t even lie, Chris. You love interacting with the fans, plus you were bored out of your mind.”

At that, Christen can only smirk, knowing you were right.

The two of you had been dating for almost four years now and lived together in an apartment in Seattle during the offseason. When COVID first hit, before lockdown was enforced, Christen quickly got on the first flight from Utah, so that the two of you could quarantine together. Now, almost 5 months later, the two of you were going slightly insane. Although you loved spending time with each other, especially considering the NWSL season often separated you two, not being able to go out was causing you to go a little stir crazy.

“Alright,” you clap your hands and scroll through the incoming comments, “let’s see what kind of questions you guys have.”

“Oh, there’s one.” Christen squints, pointing to one of the recurring questions. “How did the two of you meet?”

“Oh, this is a funny story.” You chuckle. “Well, we met in college, and we actually met in our Philosophy class before we even met on the team.”

Before you can continue to tell the story, Christen interrupts you, her cheeks flushed. “Nooooo. Please don’t tell this story. It’s so embarrassing.”

“Awww,” You coo, pinching her cheeks, “it was adorable, babe.”

Your girlfriend pouts and crosses her arms, as you start again. “So, basically, our professor had assigned seats, but Ms. Press over here didn’t know that. So, I go to sit in my seat only to find that someone else was sitting there, and I say to her, ‘I think you’re in my seat,’ and she looks up at me and said… what did you say to me?” You look over at your blushing girlfriend with a teasing glint in your eye.

Christen covers her face with her hands and mumbles out something.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” You lean in closer.

The older forward removes her hands. “I said, ‘Your seat? This can be your seat if you give me your number.”

At that, you throw your head back and burst out laughing. Looking back at your phone, you see a flood of comments from many of your national team teammates.

“Ha! Megan said, ‘That doesn’t sound like the Pressy I know.’” You turn back to your girlfriend and poke her side. “Yeah, that was a pretty bold move for you.”

“I thought you were beautiful, and I didn’t know if I’d see you again, so I thought, why not?” Christen shrugs.

“Awwww, babe. You thought I was beautiful?” You give her a wet kiss on her cheek.

“You still are.” She grumbles, wiping her face. You feel your cheeks warm and your heart melt, and you give her a quick kiss.

“Love you.”

“Love you too.” Christen responds, before looking at the incoming questions. “Hmmm, okay, next question. Let’s see… oh, here’s one: (Y/N), what’s your favorite thing about me?”

“Is that really a question, or do you just want me to boost your ego?” You raise your eyebrow skeptically.

“It’s an actual question!” Christen insists, gesturing to the phone.

You breathe out a laugh. “Okay, uhhhhh, do you mean like favorite physical feature or favorite personality trait…?” You trail off, and Christen slaps your shoulder.

“Stop stalling!”

“Alright, alright.” You throw your hands up in innocence. “Well, I’ll just answer both. My favorite physical feature of my gorgeous girlfriend would have to be her smile. It literally just lights up my entire world and is just so infectious.”

As you answer, a wide smile breaks out on your girlfriend’s face.

“See what I mean.” You find yourself grinning, fondly admiring the woman you love. “And, my favorite personality trait of Christen would have to be… hmmm, this one is difficult because I just love everything about her.” You honestly admit.

“Aw, babe, I love you, too.” Christen’s face softens, and she pulls you in for a tender kiss. “But answer the question.”

“Ahhh, okay!” You chuckle. It takes you a couple of seconds to come up with a succinct answer, but you finally find the words to an answer. “I wouldn’t say that I have a favorite trait, but one thing that I appreciate about Christen is her huge heart. She is just so compassionate and caring for everyone around her, and she’s so selfless, just always giving. She has so much love in her heart, and I’m just so lucky that she’s shared some with me.”

Your voice cracks at the end, as you start getting a little emotional, and you can see Christen discreetly wiping her eyes.

Clearing your throat, you look back at the comments, and you smile, as the forward mouths an ‘I love you.’

By now, there are many comments from fans saying ‘They’re so cute!’ or ‘MY SHIP’ or even ‘my heart can’t take this.’ You scroll through them and spot a few from your teammates.

mrapinoe: This is so gay

mrapinoe: I love it

tobinheath: You guys are so cute!

ashlynharris24: Wow, who knew (Y/N) could be so romantic

kelleyohara: C’mon dude answer my question!!!!

You let out a small laugh at your best friend’s comment. “What’s your question, Kel?”

You and Christen wait a couple of seconds for the defender to type out her question. Amidst the hundreds comments, you finally see Kelley’s name pop up again.

“Kelley says, ‘(Y/N), is it true that you had a crush on someone while at Stanford?’” Christen reads from the screen, before turning to glare at you.

You cringe under the scrutiny of your girlfriend. “Wow, Kel, are you trying to get me in trouble?” You mutter out.

“Answer the question, (Y/N).” Christen pushes, jealousy seeping through her voice. Throughout your time at Stanford, the two of you had been best friends, telling each other everything, but Christen had never been aware of any crush you’d had.

“Ummm… well there was this one girl that I really liked.” You trail off, avoiding your girlfriend’s eyes.

“Really?” Christen raises her eyebrow at you.

“Yeah, but I was too nervous to do anything about it.” You shrug, not wanting to elaborate anymore, but the forward wasn’t going to let you off the hook that easily.

“Who was it? Do I know her?”

“Chris, it’s not that big of a deal. This was like ten years ago.”

“Was it Ali? Morgan? Lea? Oh my gosh, was it Kelley?” Christen interrogates, as you shake your head to each of them.

“Ew, Chris, you think I had a crush on Kelley. She’s like my sister!” You gag at the mental image.

“Well, then who was it?” She wines.

“It was you.” You admit. Although the two of you met at Stanford, and Christen so boldly asked for your number, you hadn’t started dating until four years ago, as neither of you wanted to ruin your friendship.

“What?” Christen’s eyes widen.

“I had a huge crush on you when we were in college. From the moment that you were sitting in my seat, I knew you were the one, as cheesy as that sounds. And as we spent more time together, on and off the pitch, my feelings grew stronger and stronger, but I didn’t know if you felt the same, so I never told you. I didn’t want to lose you as a friend.” You reveal, rambling on.

“Seriously?” Christen whispers, and you nod.

“Dead serious, babe.”

Not knowing what to say, your girlfriend cups your face and brings you in for a sweet kiss.

Before the kiss could get too heated on camera, Christen pulls away. “By the way, I had a little crush on you in college as well.”

“Hm, really?” You smirk.

“Mhm.”

“Well, we ended up together in the end, didn’t we?” You brush a hair out of her face.

“Yup, I always had a feeling we would.” Christen playfully boasts.

“Okay there, Delphi.” You joke, as your girlfriend pushes you away, calling you a nerd.

“Well, alright you guys, I think that we’re gonna end this livestream right now because we’re not too bored anymore, or at least I found something else to do.” You wiggle your brows at Christen, smirking.

“(Y/N)!” Christen slaps your shoulder.

ashlynharris24: Get it (Y/N)!!!

alexmorgan13: Real smooth (Y/N/N)

allie_long_: 🔥🔥🥵

“See you all later!” You wave at the camera and end the stream.

After you shutting off your phone and tossing it on the couch, you turn to your girlfriend. “So now what?”

“Well, all of a sudden I’m not that bored, and I think we have some lost time to make up for.” Christen sings, looking over her shoulder, as she makes her way towards the bedroom. “You coming?”

“Gosh, I love you, Christen Press.” You grin, before scrambling off your chair and following your girlfriend into your bedroom.

#uswnt x reader #uswnt imagine #uswnt imagines #christen press x reader #christen press imagine #christen press imagines #uswnt #christen press

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daimonhalos · 3 years

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Aight this is the second time I watch it but I'm gonna do a commentary on the latest bad's lore stream! Just for funsies, I might have honestly already forgotten some stuff so I wanna keep my thought process :3 let's go, commentary under the cut.

There's also some small theories/analysis in some points but nothing too much, just me rambling cause pain.

The pre stream song. Faster and Bad never change please.

I love so so so much the ominous soundtracks he puts as background for lore man it's just so coooool.

Reality check pre/post lore my beloved 💜

that little meh eh eh. is everything

he's just on a boat at night and but can already see he's got shaders on, this means PRETTY VISUALS AHEAD. Also i really like bits beginning with the character alone heading towards their destined direction, it's just pleasing

HIM TAKING DOWN ANTI EGG POSTERS. KING SHIT

Can't believe I got to hear "muffinhead" in lore voice.

Not even inside the room and HOLY SHIT they covered it all with the red bricks block IM AAAAH IT'S SO PRETTY. Like before the vines were all put at random but now they're neatly placed and it's actually aesthetically pleasing? I love it

DANCEFLOOR DANCEFLOOR DANCEFLOOR

The table. is . so. is so . it's so prebby,,, help like i'd live there man

Bad being overwhelmed by the egg's voice and lowkey scared. FINE IM FINE

No other choice. And the way he repeated it like a mantra? Kind of like to convince himself? AHHH

SKEPPY. SKEPP

small,, small egg staircase

haha fuckign pain. p a i n. just pain it sounds a lot like Skeppy before actually stayed with Bad cause it annoyed him how much he wanted to hang out like old times,,,,, my heart pangs

IM JUST WORRIED ABOUT YOU

I CARE ABOUT YOU *passes out*

bad scared the egg is skeppy's bff now /j (have to joke through the pain,,)

BADBOY i swear to god he knows his audience. he just does.

Bad doing whatever he can to even just hang out a few minutes with skeppy. Bro, the tears inside

"I'm comfortable right here." "Skeppy I know you are-" THE WAY BAD'S VOICE BROKE HERE HOLY SHIT LEMME CLIP IT.

He talks to chat. HE TALKS TO CHAT THIS MEANS WE ARE CANON THUS we are either little angels or demons around him or a mix or, we're particles that make up Rat ♥

"All of this is for him" okay stab me next time it'll hurt less

BADBOY STARTING TO BE CONFLICTED BECAUSE HE NEVER HAS A FUCKING BREAK

s- w- skeppy kept the egg alive? okay so ive been thinking about the fact that skeppy became completely red and like wow what if it kinda is that hes literally become a small part of Egg? like, i wonder if someone breaks it, if he feels pain

Skeppy so dry with his responses. stop i will cry

bad. bad why are you bringing up selfies to a lore stream bad-

"why are you still talking to me" "okay..." stop stop PLEASE STOP-

smol growls, he's getting frustrated

idk why but skeppy talking about the perimeters made me laugh it was just funny how far away he was and just started talking about it randomly

"i think it looked a little bit better before" thoughts being thunk

"what's it gonna take for you to stop talking to me?" literally i am deceased s t o p

STOP STEPPIN ON THE MAGMA BLOCKS SIR YOU'RE HURTING

Bad shouldn't be so happy about just having "one last walk around" with skeppy so he "stops bothering" him tHIS HURTS SO MUCH the egg has fucked them up so much

Skeppy doesn't hear it huh? Maybe it whispers different things to everyone

"I like how it feels" nooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO STOP HURTING TOURSELF

so no dance? *slams phone on the ground*

When skeppy says his line about never seeing anything close to a party there, idk what it is about it but his tone just hits, man he's so good preesh

HE CALLED HIM ANT. BAD PLS YOUR BEING BAD AT NAMES IS SHOWING

"Oh my goodness you're going back to the egg" HE'S SO SAD. HE'S SO SAD CAUSE HE COULDNT KEEP HIM WITH HIM A LITTLE BIT LONGER HES S

"you know what? i invite you" i wanna read this in a certain way. The egg was feeling like bad was so frustrated he started doubting the egg, so it was like alright let's use skeppy to get it closer to I can manipulate this bad boy better :)) motherfuck

are they about to kiss-

egg cockblocker

"okay don't come back" end me rn

ngl when sapnap joined I got real scared for a moment.

"it's not about power! it's nor about control! i'm you friend skeppy!" "I mean ... you can think that" FUCK U NO IM NOT DEALING WITH THIS RN

"We're friends, right?"

"In your head we can be best friends, we can be whatever you want" BDI ANYONE??????? also whatever- whatever he wants? :eyes: okay sorry no ill see myself out

"We're m- we are friends sk-" M- MARRIED WAS HE GONNA SAY MARRIED DID HE PULL A QUACKITY OH MY GOD I HATE THIS GUY OH MY GOD /pos but also like in a bawling my eyes out way

the egg is more than just a friend? skep u good there pal do u have smth to tell us

"You don't know what it's like." OH HERE HE GOES. HERE HE GOES HERE IT COMES OH NO.

The way Bad stutters i really thought he was gonna say something REALLY IMPACTFUL

"I have done so much for you, for our friendship and now you're trying to tell me we're not friends anymore?" LEAVE ME ALONE

I JUST CAUGHT THE BLOOPER HE SAID ON ME INSTEAD OF HANG OUT WITH ME IM CRYING OH MY GOD BAD HOW DID U FUCK THAT UP oh my god I imagine him mentally going like oh my gosh out of all the things that could be messed up THAT WAS SO FUNNY

ahaha my dads are fighting help

"You think you've done anything? You seriously think that?" *looks at my fic where bad feels worthless because the egg said so* ahah... I'm sorry?

"You left me for a long, long long time before you even checked up on me, okay?" he's not wrong,,,, he's not wrong why does this hurt sm,,,,, "and now all of a sudden you care about me?" OH MY GOD PLEASE I HATE THIS EGG

I see them... i see them approaching the lava blocks..

"the past doesn't matter" the egg wanting to erase their relationship so much,,,, i wanna cry because then if bad doesn't have skeppy he just has nothing right and then,,, then he can be another empty vessel for the fucking egg I hate this mI hate this so much

Also!!! little things I noticed!! Bad taking away part of the vine and also mining a red block? Without being affected at all? MHHHH

"I just wanted us to hang out like we used to" BAD'S VOICE CRACKING AGAIN STOP I WILL CJRYSD

"I did all of this for you and I didn't want the egg to take that away" you see how fucking tragic this is. Like Skeppy sacrificed himself so his friend could stop being infected. Bad sacrificed literally the whole server himself included to get him back. And then it comes down to this. The egg separating them a thousand fucking miles away. I hate this it's so sad

the selfish bit please no stop

THE LAVA BAD THE LAVA PLEASE IT'S TOO CLOSE

the fucking shaking with rage thing got me BROOOO I LOVE WHEN BAD DOES THE LITTLE THINGS IN GAME

"IT'S JUST A STUPID EGG" FUCKING FINALLY YOU TELL HIM BAD but then oh no oh no would you look at that huh. cant fucking have shit in dsmp. the way he immediately just screams for him right after

YOU CAN HEAR THE TEARS IN HIS VOICE and also mine hi I'm sobbing again

BDI FUCKING CANON LET'S GOOOOOOO WE CALLED ITTTT

(Dreamscape?)Skeppy being actually concerned with him haha this doesn't hurt at all!!!

*stares at black screen* I'm fine.

Thank you for listening to my ramble I am hurting so much bestie

#dream smp #dream smp spoilers #badboyhalo #bbh #skeppy #death tw #mind control tw #ask to tag

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inkykeiji · 3 years

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Touya-nii takes his baby on a vacation and they’re gone for a week. But the day they’re supposed to go home, they end up getting needy and staying for an extra day to “christen” the room a bit more. When they do get home, their apartment has been broken into. It’s obvious the people were supposed to break in while Touya and reader were home but they just so happened to end up staying a day longer

Touya gets a bit paranoid about leaving you home alone now but he also can’t do his business infront of you so he buys a guard dog, I’m think a cane corso or like a Tibetan mastiff, regardless it’s a big bitch.

So he buys this dog, this fierce ass dog, to protect his baby and one night he comes home to his guard dog tucked into a big fluffy dog bed with a fluffy blanket and a little pillow with one of those little clip on fans blowing on him so he doesn’t get too warm during three night and a sheepish reader watching as he internally deals with the fact that his baby took this huge aggressive looking dog and just turned it into a cuddly baby.

Now, he’s got reader begging him for another dog because her puppy gets lonely sometimes and he says no constantly because he’s had to replace the door 3times because when he locks the dog out to get busy with reader, dog eats through the door to get to her since he hears her whines.. he’s eaten through metal bars to get to her and Touya swears they don’t need another dog as he walks in holding another set of food bowls as reader happily walks their new puppy up to the apartment.

-fluffy anon (not quite as horny as I said I’d be but idk, I was playing with my dog and I thought of this so I decided to share 🙃)

fluffy anon your asks never fail to amaze me, seriously, thank u for wanting to share ur ideas with me/with the rest of us!!! <33

first off, i know this is like the tiniest lil detail in your ask but holy fuck lemme just ramble about how much i LOVE the idea of touya + reader STAYING AN EXTRA DAY BECAUSE THEY’RE NEEDY ughhhh ugh ugh ugh like okay i think this is already evident in my work ahaha but in case anyone couldn’t tell, i love love love that trope. like the whole ‘omg no i need you and i need you now!!’ type thing??? just too horny n passionate to wait even a second longer. so that detail in and of itself has my whole mind just whirring ahahaha i loooove it

i am a cat person through n through so i had to google both those breeds lmao but YES, i also really love the idea of a great dane??? idk how good they are protection wise but when you said big that’s what my mind immediately thought ehehe

either way OH MY GOD ahahaha i love this idea so much!!! i also love the idea of reader calling this fully grown, massive dog her ‘puppy’ and touya being ???? that’s a PUPPY to you???

BUT i think that, regardless of how much of a lil pampered baby reader has turned this menacing dog into, (if i’m interpreting your ask correctly) it is still extremely protective over her and i think, regardless of how unbelievably annoyed touya is over this door situation, deep down that really comforts him and makes him feel like she truly is safe with this dog around, or at least safer. i’m in love with the idea of this dog being soft n cuddly ONLY TOWARDS THE READER and then being mean to everyone else and mostly indifferent to touya, except when he steals away their owner n they get a lil jealous/protective >.>

i think that would play a major part in the reader convincing touya to buy the second puppy ehehe because what’s safer than having one guard dog??? having two!! alright, so he’s gotta replace the door every fucking week now and it’s driving him up the mf wall, and he’s positive their apartment is too small for two dogs of this size thus is seriously considering moving because of it, but at least he knows the most important thing in his life is extra extra safe now <3

in a way, then, this dog kind of mimics touya, because reader’s the only one who he’s this soft towards, who he cares this much about, who he’s this protective and possessive over <33 i’m also v clearly such a sucker for like, reader being able to get her way because of this (i love that trope so much, the whole i hate everyone but you trope or like im extremely dangerous to everyone except you) :(( like she really is his fucking baby <333

#i do the puppy thing tbh #all dogs are puppies to me #i have gotten weird looks before n i'm always like '...ik it isnt actually a puppy dw' ://#ANYWAY THIS WAS SOOOOOO SOFT PLEASEEEEE #i loved it!!!#i kinda wish i had the time to write an actual drabble or oneshot for this because its truly so precious + i'm SUCH a sucker for soft touya #aaaaah so fucking CUTE #fluffy.anon #clari gets mail #touya nii universe

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cowboylarries · 3 years

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dillon i’m gonna tell u about my life rn bc i love talking ! okay so yesterday i read this 40k fic and i was SOBBING near the end, it wasn’t even that sad im just emotional right now ✋ im also starting classes again next month!! which im not very excited about bc i haven’t been near so many people in almost two years </3 but i think i’ll be okay :-) i saw your post about your job and lemme just say that’s sooo exciting omg‼️ i’m pretty sure it was abt what grade you’ll be teaching?? idk my memory sucks 😪 anything fun happen this week? tell me anything!! ily, hope u don’t mind me rambling in your inbox <3

yes please tell me about your life!! i feel like i haven’t actually chatted with people here in like months and we are all just learning about each other’s lives from the tags (it makes me think of that one meme with the two people looking at each other in passing cars) anyway ‼️

drop the fic! i’ll add it to my list! i was going to try to read a bunch this summer but idk i felt busy and never got around to reading as much as i wanted to and now i feel behind even though that doesn’t make any sense 😔

i’ve been off a school schedule for a year and now i’m getting back into it for my job and lemme tell ya it’s a Weird adjustment. i don’t know what grade i’m teaching yet, i’m still waiting on confirmation! so it could be anywhere between 4th and 8th grade which is like the farthest gap developmentally and i’m stressed about it ! ! ! ! !

i just got back from one last vacation before school starts and i didn’t get sunburnt! i finally feel like an adult (but also not really at all) 👎🏻 also saw one of my closest friends from childhood and college joined us on vacation for a day and we realized we’ve been friends for over 20 years and its weird how time works??

thank you for coming to my inbox to ramble!! please come again soon 😻💘👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

#sorry this is so long #i had things to say though!!#i hope your school year starts well! it must be so weird coming back into school after being away for so long #it’s actually something that my teachers are bringing up for us to think about when we are in the classroom bc it’s a huge readjustment for #everyone and they obviously don’t know how it will affect everyone #emily 🍄#answered #sleepover sunday ! ! !#tell me things and talk to me please

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saranmor · 3 years

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may musings

taehyung, fluff drabble

it wasn’t unnatural for you and taehyung to be wrapped in each other’s arms like this. it’s another thursday evening in late may, the week’s coming to an end, the sun is slowly setting and the chilly air aided you with taehyung’s arms wrapped loosely around your waist. you’re positioned between his legs, your back leaned against his chest while your head rests on his neck. he covered you both with the tartan blanket he always seems to have stashed in the trunk of his car. the only sounds filling your ears are his steady heart beat along with the distant cars left behind from tonight’s rush hour.

you could stay like this forever if the world allowed it. watching the city from below on you and taehyung’s spot on your favourite hill. it was where you guys had your first date and where taehyung had dramatically asked you to be his “forever soulmate” a little over 2 years ago, time seemed to fly by the two of you. during times like these you always wonder how you got so lucky as to have him as your first love; he was your first for everything, you couldn’t imagine sharing the moments you had shared with him with anyone else. reminiscing at the awkward hand holding and nervous kisses you two used to share you couldn’t help but let out a little laugh.

“what’s so funny?” taehyung looks down at you from his sitting position above you.

“just thinking about how cold it is for may this year” you lied, smiling up at the boy.

“hmm alright mama” he brushes it off with a light kiss to the top of your head and wraps the blanket tighter around the two of you, because you were right, it was still quite chilly for it to be may already.

“that pet name makes me gag” you say as you pretend to vomit into your lap. the first time he called you by that pet name you had scrunched your face up like it was the most disgusting thing you had ever heard fall from his lips, taehyung would never forgot that moment and since then it became one of his favourite forms of teasing.

“which is precisely why i call you it baby” he coos in your ear hugging you closer.

“if you love me you’ll stop calling me that” you whined.

“okay i won’t call you that anymore, mamacita” he says the last word with a grin.

“fine, whatever” you say sarcastically with a roll of your eyes “guess someone’s not getting lucky tonight”

“who’s mama? the only mama i know is mnet asian music awards” he rambles on while you giggle at his attempt to save himself. looking up at him you wonder how you ever got so lucky, and as if you two had read each other’s minds, he looks down at you and thinks the exact same.

the only warmth you both needed to survive the changing seasons, is each other.

AN: yall this is my first ever writing so pls give me feedback if you have any !!!! thank you so much for reading this (assuming u did and hence why you’re reading this now lol) i randomly said frick it why not since reading tumblr fics is basically a part of my daily routine now since lockdown, lemme just give it a try 😎 i was also listening to yeah yeah by jaden smith and it gave me some inspo for this drabble but idk if u can even tell 😐 but i’d highly recommend his music to anyone so check him out if u want to !! and also i wrote this on my phone so excuse the format i’m not sure how to actually edit the layout since i copy and pasted this from my notes but i’ll learn my way around editing on tumblr 🙏🏼 n e wayz thank you so much for reading hehe <33

#bts fanfic #taehyung #taehyung x reader #bts fluff #drabble #writing #taehyung fluff #love poem #bts imagines

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bxthharmon · 4 years

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Never Go Home Again, Pt. X || JJ Maybank x Reader

Words: 3186

Series Warnings: violence / talking about abuse / toxic relationships / talking about nudes sex tapes and sex tapes / drugs / underage drinking

Pt. Warnings: Breaking and entering / guns, being shot at / underage drinking

Series Summary: A new girl, a shoebox of old memories, a past she’s trying to forget coincide with a hotheaded, but selfless, boy. teenagers getting in way over their heads

Pt. Summary: The hunt nears the end, while an argument with JJ forces Y/N to revisit her past.

A/N: bro this ones dramatic af, plus this is the first proper insight to Y/N’s life, but it’s still pretty vague. enjoy, lemme know abt being tagged, or if u wanna make friends :)

Chapters linked in my masterlist.

“masterlist”

You lowered slowly into the whole, letting your feet guide you down as you shone your torch around, listening to the grunts of the three boys. “Keep goin’!” you called, glancing down.

Then, you fell. A scream left your lips as you dropped down, feeling as if you left your heart in the air as you plunged. The fall came short. “Fuck you!” you yelled, “What happened to not dropping me?”

“You good, bro?” JJ fretted.

“What the hell was that?” you called.

“Little technical difficulties.” Pope sighed, looking down at the moving of your torch.

“Keep going, slow!” you responded, looking down at the blackness beneath you. They lowered you down, only stopping after a minute or so.

“Hey!” John B called, “We got 15 feet left.”

“Are you getting close to the bottom?” JJ asked.

“Can’t tell.” came your reply, searching the dark. They lowered you again. “Stop!” you looked down, feeling repulsed at the gunk below you. “I’m hanging over some sewage-water lookin’ shit.”

“You want back up?” Came JJ’s shout.

“Keep going, I guess.” The cold slime engulfed your foot, and you took a sharp intake of breath, the icy liquid consuming your shoe. You wanted to throw up. The gunk crept up your body, sticking to your legs and shorts, making your top sticky until you felt it accumulate on your bra. Your feet touched the bottom. “I’m at the bottom!” you yelled.

“How is it down there?” Pope asked.

“Worse than I thought.” You stared down at the brown grot that was consuming you.

“Find any gold?” JJ asked.

“Nothing yet.” you closed your eyes, filling something touch your leg. “Wait,” you mustered, the thing touching your leg again, “Here goes nothin’.” you reached down, grasping the oddly shaped object on your leg. You took a breath in, ducking under so you could reach, feeling the slimy shit incorporate itself into your hair. You resurfaced, object in hand. You looked down at it.

The jaw bone was still, somehow, white, teeth crooked and joints broken. Mr Crain. “JJ!” you screamed, “Pull me up!” you dropped the jaw as you were tugged up, shocked, uneven breathing littering the air as they shouted. You screamed again, panic filling you. You hit your legs on the wall, anything to get you out of the water. As you pulled and panicked, a brick fell loose. Then another, and another, until you a hole opened up. You screamed for them to wait, hope gaining. The movement stopped. “I think I found something.”

You shone the torch, the whole only just big enough for a body to crawl through. There was a murmur above you. “Give me a minute! I’m coming off the harness!”

You pulled your arms in first, the torch lighting the corridor up. You pulled into it, kicking the harness off as the wet earth filled clumped onto your clothes and hair, the smell of old stone filling the air. You pulled yourself forwards, heart in your throat, as JJ called again. In front or you, a chamber opened up, the floor dropping over a foot and the ceiling rising so you could stand. You swore as you stumbled in. You wiped your face, mud getting all over your forehead and cheeks. Looking around, you saw mounds. You reached forwards, feeling the top of one. The block came away. It was caked in the sticky black mess that you were covered in. you ran your thumb over its surface, creating a tide mark in the mud, smooth shiny yellow gleaming through the dirt and mess.

Gold.

You sat down in the dirt, muttering some semblance of a thanks to John B’s dad. You reached out, wiping your hand over the mounds, the mud building up on your arms as you took in the sight of hundreds of bars of gold.

“Y/N!” you heard a shout, “we gotta go!”

“Hold on Jay, I’m comin’!” you yelled back, grabbing a second bar and shimmying towards the well again. You could hear them shouting and screaming, but you were too excited to pay attention. “I found the gold!” you screamed. You didn’t hear a response. You shouted each of their names in turn, then could hear the commotion above you. You slipped your feet into the harness, settling in and yelling the go ahead. You jolted up. Their groans got louder.

Then, you heard a bang. You heard Kie scream, and everyone was shouting. What the fuck?

You dropped a few feet, screaming a string of curses at the boys. What the fuck was going on up there? They pulled you up, tying the rope so you were hanging level with the top of the well. There was another bang, a flash, and you heard Kie and Sarah screaming.

You reached over the floor, hauling yourself out to the sight of a blind old lady waving a shotgun about. Surprised, you almost loosened your grip, but felt a hand on your arm. JJ.

“JJ?” you hissed, “Run, you dingus!” he looked to the lady, but you shock him off, pushing him away. You heard him and Pope leave, and John B calling to them, already at the wall. You backed away, watching the lady fire another shot just inches away. You backed away, and saw her begin to relax. You continued backwards. Then, you kicked a bottle. The shotgun spun into your face as you dived away. There was a flash and a bang. You stumbled away, sprinting out of the house and took a running jump at the wall, hopping over with a well-practiced ease. The car was rolling away, and you continued your race, practically diving into the car.

Your shoulders slumped with relief, and for the first time, you noticed that you were covered in mud. You looked dawn at the brown slop that covered your top and shorts, and then noticed your beanie was missing.

JJ turned to you, looking in panic from the driver’s seat. “Are you okay? Are you shot?”

“I’m good. But I smell like ass.” you groaned, hearing the complaints and disgust of your friends.

“All time Pogue Hall of Fame, baby!” JJ yelled.

“That bitch is possessed.” Kie groaned.

“That bitch can’t aim!” Sarah countered.

“I don’t know man, she only missed by a few inches.” you pointed out.

“What?!” JJ yelled from the front.

“How the hell does she move that fast?” Pope asked.

“She’s possessed.” Kie reiterated.

The conversation rambled on, and you remembered that held tight in your hand, was the gold. You looked down at the mud-coated bar, wiping it with your thumb.

“What is that?” John B asked.

“No you didn’t!” Sarah noticed it too.

“We did it, baby!” you yelled.

“No you didn’t!” Sarah said, shocked.

“She did it!” John B yelled.

“Oh my God!” JJ screamed.

“I did it!” you repeated, smiling so hard your cheeks hurt. The van filled with excited screams as it dawned - you were really fucking rich. “Guys, we’re gonna be rich!”

“Full kook!” John B yelled.

“Full kook!” You all screamed, over and over, adrenaline pumping, excitement building. This was it.

You were all still ecstatic, buzzing with excitement and anticipation. You showered at the Chateau, rejoining the fire John B had started. JJ pulled you into him, kissing your cheek. Everything was perfect. It was everything you’d ever been looking for, but even in your glee, you felt out of place. After twenty minutes, you went to grab fresh beers, excusing yourself.

JJ joined you.

“Hey.” he took a beer from the fridge.

“Hi.” you smiled. A fake smile. Why were you so off?

He seemed to catch on. “Are you okay?”

“I’m great.” you dismissed, looking at the floor. As if on cue, your phone buzzed in your pocket. You pulled it out, seeing your mom’s contact flash as you phone kept buzzing in your hand. You clicked it off, looking up to see JJ’s concerned face.

“Why’s your mom calling?” he asked.

“Dunno.” you shrugged, exiting the Chateau.

“Oh my God,” he yelled, pulling your elbow back as he joined you on the porch, “stop bullshitting me! Why don’t you fucking talk to me?” he exploded, and you felt yourself panicking. You needed to escape. “I’ve given you time! I’ve given you space! I’ve given you everything I've got! And I don’t know you!”

“You know me.” you defended, noticing the shapes of your friends as they came to see the commotion, “Of course you know me.”

“No! Because you don’t tell us shit!” he screamed, and you looked to your other friends, none of them making any moves to help you. “Why did you move here? Why is your mom calling? What happened between you and Tyler?”

You felt tears on your cheeks, “I don’t wanna talk about it.”

“You never do!” he kicked a chair over, “I’m sick of giving you my all when you won’t even open up to me!”

“It’s not like that.” you mumbled. “It’s not-”

“Then what is it like?” he shouted, stepping so that you were inches apart, “Huh? Care to explain?”

“You’re scaring me.” you mustered. Your tears were all down your neck and top now, and you wanted to throw up. He held his stare. You stepped back. “I can’t do this, I’m sorry.” you stepped away, bringing your hand over your mouth as you walked away, trying to keep your sobs at bay until you were out of sight. You heard JJ shouting, Kie and Sarah trying to calm him. You went home, knowing it wasn’t really home.

None of this was.

The parties were all wrong, the people were too nice, the town too perfect. You needed to go home. Your real home. Before all this shit, before your life fell apart, before you met him. You packed a bag, wrote a note, booked a flight. You took the car, called a friend, caught the ferry. You drove through the night, watched the dawn from the airport carpark, boarded the plane.

You were going home.

The City of Angels.

It had been months since you’d walked these streets, but they felt the same. With every step, every turn, every pause, you had a memory. You could almost see them, watching your memories play out in front of you like you had walked through a film screen and found yourself in the story. You remembered the way you had spent your summer evenings sitting on top of your car with your friends, listening to Lorde and drinking cheap spirits while you laughed, cried and danced. You passed the corner where you had dumped your first boyfriend in 8th Grade, and the corner shop where you and Cassie used to steal lighters and vodka and candy. Next came the park where you first got high, the corner where you brought weed in sketchy deals, and then the houses of half your friends. Some of the lights were on, others off. You’d snuck into most of their bedroom windows. You knew which pipes were strong enough to hold your body, which ledges to step on, where the catch in the windows were. You walked past the high school.

You thought of the school dances, crying about boys in the toilets and ditching class to smoke in the field. You met some of the best and worst people in your life here. It was rundown, but always so full of life, the community having learned to make the best of the small budget. You looked at the empty, desolate building, lit up only by the street lights. Now, it was all a distant memory. You walked on.

Next came your own house, modest, a little ugly, but home. There was a new car in the drive, a swing in the front garden, the garage had been painted. A tear slipped down your cheek.

“We need to paint the garage.” Lewis complained, ditching his bike on the floor next to yours and looking over your shoulder while you fixed up your skateboard on the worktop. The sun shone through the open space, illuminating everything in gold.

“I know, I keep telling Dad,” you agreed, dropping the tool you were using and testing your work by pushing the wheels. “He says he’s busy.”

“Mom got fired.” he sighed, glancing to the door in case your dad came through. “Last week.”

“Where does she go all day then?” you frowned, dropping your board to the floor and looking for your phone.

“Y/N,” he grabbed your elbow, forcing you to look back at him. “I think she’s cheating.”

You sighed, the thought making sense in your head. “I think so too.”

You stared at each other for a second. He looked away.

“I’m going skating with Tyler. Let Dad know.” you turned away, pulling your bag over your shoulder and picking up the board.

“He’s bad for you.” Lewis called as you mounted the board, kicking out of the garage and turning onto the street. You flipped him off, but didn’t look back.

You thought about that night. You had fought with Tyler because he had been flirting with another girl, and it had all ended with mediocre sex and a spliff. You moved away from the house, conscious of the light that was shining through the curtains in the living room.

You got to Tyler’s house next, tears building again.

You stood on the pavement in front of his house, arms crossed, as he stood in a mirrored position a few feet away. “What do you mean, you’re pressing charges?”

“I didn’t want to.” you cried, “It’s my dad, he’s like, furious.”

“It’s not even that big of a deal.” Tyler yelled, frustrated, pushing a hand through his brunette locks. You flinched, instinct prevailing as you thought he was going to hit you. Wouldn’t have been the first time. “It happens to, like, everyone.”

“Yeah, because of people like you.” you pointed out, “And it doesn’t happen to guys. Ever. it’s always guys doing it to girls. Like you did to me.”

“Yeah ‘cause you fucking deserved it!” he screamed, making you step back.

“‘Cause I broke up with you?” you frowned, wanting to laugh at the ridiculousness of his claims. “And what, you got butt hurt? Knew it wouldn’t hurt you if you fucked up my whole life? Fuck you.”

“It hardly ruined anything! You’re fine!” he exploded.

“All of my friends hate me! I might be moving to the other end of the fucking country! The whole fucking school thinks I’m a slut!”

“You are! You are a slut. You brought this on yourself.”

You were laughing, anger coursing your veins. “It was your fucking idea! I didn’t want to! I never did!”

Fuck him.

You found Cassie’s house next, knocking lightly. You looked out at the dark street, and almost fell over as you were pulled into the tightest hug you’d ever experienced.

“Hey.” you laughed, hugging her back, nose tickling as her black curls brushed your face.

“Oh my God!” she sighed, “It’s been too long. You’re so glad parents are away this week, but Jesus, we would have welcomed you anyway.”

She always spoke fast, you had had to train yourself to keep up. “Wanna go clubbing?” she offered.

She dressed you, her gorgeous fashion sense making you feel like a million dollars. The pair of you looked quite the pair, dramatic makeup and bright dresses that contrasted your skin. You always admired the way all clothed seemed to compliment her dark, caramel complexion. You missed her. You spent the night consumed in reverberating bass beats, dizzying neon lights, and a haze of cigarette smoke. You felt at home for the first time in so long, moving with a mass of bodies, a force that couldn’t be separated from those around you. Drinking too much, taking a pill you didn’t know the name of, smoking a cigarette in the cold air in the alleyway by the fire exit. You didn’t remember the name of the boy you took home.

You spent two days with Cassie, seeing old friends. You went to the summer fair, eating too much cotton candy and getting sick from the rides. You fell back into the rush of the city quickly, like second nature, hardly pausing to think about the boy you’d spent your last night in Carolina with. At the end of your last day in LA, you ran into Tyler.

He was taller, and he’d grown into his frame more. He’d cut his hair. He had a light blue top on, and jeans. He had his rucksack slung over his shoulder. You recognised every bit of clothing. You were in an oversized top and cycling shorts on. The top might have been JJ’s. You faced each other, lit up by the bright lights in the corner shop window. You were on your way out, he was on his way in.

“Hi.” he said, shock mutating into curiosity as he skimmed his eyes over the beer and phone you were holding. “I didn’t know you were back.”

You looked at the floor, all of the shitty feeling you felt when you were around him resurfacing. “Yeah well, I’m leaving in the morning.” you muttered, looking anywhere but him.

“How’s Carolina?” he asked, a pathetic attempt at trying to be casual.

“Different.” you shrugged.

“Good different?” he pushed. You knew he was trying to work out if you missed him. You shrugged again. “New top?”

You looked down. It was the ‘Coors Beer’ top that JJ had cut the sleeves off, faded and battered after years wearing and washing. “Yes and no. new to me, but it’s an old top.” he raised his eyebrows. “I stole it from a friend.” Was he a friend?

“Boyfriend?” Tyler asked. You shook your head. You wanted to ask, but you were scared.

“Why’d you do it?”

He looked at the floor. You watched him watch you, wandering why everything went so sour.

You left his bed before he was even stirring, pulling your short and top in, guilt filling you as you thought about everything he’d done to you. Cassie drove you to the airport, and you cried as you hugged her.

You cried because you’d miss her. Because you fucked it up with JJ. Because Tyler fucked it up with you. You cried because nothing lasted, and your blissful three days were ending, and you had a dad and friends and JJ to return to.

You got a window seat on the plane, and an old lady with no spacial awareness sat next to you. You hardly moved through the whole flight, staring out the window until the plane touched down.

You picked your car up from short stay parking and drove to the ferry to the tune of a Nirvana album and the taste of soda that was too sugary. You caught the last ferry of the day.

You parked the car, deciding with a hazy determination that you were going to sort out whatever happened with JJ.

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hyperfixationtimego · 3 years

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the three wingmen of thh; Leon (chaotic), Kyoto (lawful), and Hina (neutral)

Kyoto was 100% the reason Celeste is dating Junko, it’s canon now. She is extremely involved in seating for extracurricular activities (i.e. the tea parties), and commonly puts them together. She finds putting Taka and Mondo apart...helps them?? She has no idea why but if they’re seated far from each other, they are immediately cuddling once they leave the room.

Grey-hair and Blue-hair girls are dating, no I do not take criticism (grey hair has braids I think and protects a mob guy?? and blue hair is the mastermind ig, she has black glasses apparently) - queer eye anon

oh my god yes???

Leon and Chihiro were some very powerful masterminds behind ishimondo ngl 👀 like chihiro’s brainpower combined with kuwata’s sheer strength of will?? UNSTOPPABLE those gay bitches never stood a CHANCE

although to be fair, most of their plans DID involve using a digital lock and/or utilizing alter ego to somehow force them into an empty room and keep them locked in there until they finally confessed 💛

Leon ALSO wingmans for sayaka because they’re besties who hate each other ❤️ he’s constantly cracking jokes with her about how she should just text Mukuro that she wants to fuck, or jokingly advises her to use raunchy pick-up lines on Sakura. He’s come very close once or twice to just. Blurting out “HEY MUKURO! SAKURA! SAYAKA’S GOT A HUGE FUCKING CRUSH ON Y-” only to have the idol clamp a hand over his stupid dumbass mouth <3

it’s okay because sayaka absolutely gets her revenge when she has to wingman for him and makoto (the only reason she doesn’t completely fuck up kuwata’s chances and embarrass him is because she’s besties with Makoto, too, and knows the poor guy’s ALSO got it bad. There’s a lot of Sayaka (and literally everyone else too) having to deal with some gross oblivious loveydovey pining from these fucking dorks, so she gets her fill of teasing)

And Hina wingmanning for Sakura???? Bruh okay u have no IDEA how much serotonin platonic sakuraoi gives me simply because????? Them?????? They????? Love???????? I love them???

And basically Hina’s just the right amount of empathy/sympathy and logic!! Her main, go-to piece of advice is “just talk to them!” And - surprise - trusting her on this usually leads to having fun and making good memories with the object(s) of affection !!

She’s such a sweetheart??? And like yes ofc she doesn’t have an answer for everything, because her heart is just a lil bit bigger than her brain sometimes (ok but mood tho like no shame this is both kin and projecting) but she’s trying her best!!! As she always listens to whoever needs her at that moment and gives the best advice she can - which isn’t even limited to romantic situations!!! She’s one of the go-to students for when someone’s having, like, an everyday problem or feeling stressed because she’s so non-judgemental and soothing to be around!!!

It’s Hina appreciation hours 💛

Anyway, Kyoko-

she also (unfortunately) is forced to wingman for Makoto and Leon, which means a lot of listening to naegi ramble on about how cool and nice and interesting and pretty and blah blah blah kuwata is (don’t get Kirigiri wrong, she adores Leon, but a girl can only take so much, y’know?)

and requests for Makoto to simply......TELL LEON are almost ALWAYS refused because nope no way in hell absolutely not and so she’s like great I’m gonna go bang my head against a desk because I seriously cannot take the two of you anymore

eventually she (secretly) goes and talks to Leon, without betraying Makoto’s trust or disclosing any information she feels he would not be comfortable with, does her best to subtly hint at the fact that hey. koto’s got a crush. you should fucking ask him about it before I go completely insane. Leon doesn’t fully get the hint but does go talk to Makoto, which FINALLY prompts some goddamn CONVERSATION about it thank GOD

also sorry sorry not to ramble but I just????? an idea hit me like a gd truck and I need to talk about it because I love???? I love????? I love

sometime after all this, Kyoko gets inadvertently wrapped up in co-wingmanning with Makoto for Komaru and Toko/Jill. Except. Those three have no clue about the fact that there is any wingmanning going on.

so kyoko’s like “why are we doing this”

and makoto’s like “because she’s my sister and she’s in love and I want her to be happy!!!”

“Okay but shouldn’t they work this out on their own”

“Not if I have anything to say about it!!!”

“*Sigh.* Goddamnit.”

And then Leon eventually hears about it, as well, because of course makoto’s gonna talk abt it with his boyfriend, why wouldn’t he, and anyway kuwata’s like OH?? POG??? because he and Toko and he and Jill are friends!!!! So he’s like I’ll totally help omg Fukawa and Syo are gonna STOKED

(Makoto does not comment on the fact that Toko most likely will not, in fact, be stoked by the idea of kuwata meddling in her love life, but does at least advise his dear 0-braincell partner to be careful ❤️)

okay okay sorry I’m a simp for tokomaru and syomaru on main but anyway back to kyoko and seating charts-

YEAH ON GOD???

And poor Kirigiri already has trouble comprehending how social interaction works that this kinda shit just???? Completely breaks her?????

“Why.....do people.....react different.......like I will accommodate for it but.....I do not.....understand......”

does not fucking compute

(Also shhhhh don’t let Korekiyo know that there was something about human behavior Kirigiri didn’t understand because somehow they will materialize from the shadows to go on a softly excited special interest infodump ramble/lecture that lasts hours and hours)

But yeah???? Ironically enough, she’s honestly the only person from her class who’s able to, for the most part, figure out how Celestia’s mind works, and so she’s able to use that to her advantage when setting her up with Junko!!! (The thing with Celeste was that it sort of became a case to Kyoko!! Celeste was so Obviously different in her behavior and mannerisms than everyone else that Kirigiri basically ended up treating learning about her the same way she would treat trying to solve a crime or something similar!!)

For ishimondo she chalks it up to “absence makes the heart grow fonder???” she guesses????? seriously she has No Clue

also she doesn’t pick up on it but they DO give each other pining puppy dog eyes from across the room the whole goddamn time like they’re just [y e a r n]

And OKAY ANON???? HEY ANON????? WHERE ARE YOU HIDING THE FUCKING GALAXY BRAIN JUICE???? HELLO???????

I. how is it possible to not know the games and yet,,,,,,,conjure up a concept so incredible????? Pekomugi,,,,,,,,,my g o d

Ok ok ok ok ok hold on hold on lemme gather my thoughts because holy fuck

FIRST OF ALL, Tsumugi is a GIANT nerd, so the thought of having a SWORD GF???? A GIRLFRIEND WHO IS A SWORDSMAN???? HOLY FUCK?????? she can live out her wildest samurai anime fantasies,,,,,,,because she quite literally has a swordswoman girlfriend who would protect her with her sword oh my g o d

SECOND OF ALL, Tsumugi also????? fucking loves sitting in on Peko’s training sessions to watch her beautiful incredible wonderful darling partner spar??? and use badass techniques and strategies???? Literally Tsumugi is always blown away??

and she ALWAYS comes and barrels into Peko to give her a gigantic hug and shower her with kisses once training’s over!!!! And Peko doesn’t understand because

“I am hot and sweaty. I am currently very gross, why are you kissing me,”

“No!!! You’re stunning and perfect and charming!!!! You make me swoon!!! Oh, dear knight, hold me in your sweet embrace....”

meanwhile peko’s just like babe pls let me go take a shower

and okay final thing I promise, but....Peko is absolutely astonished by Tsumugi’s cosplay abilities???? Like with a lot of her works, Peko can hardly even believe that that’s her gd girlfriend????? Like sweet JESUS her datemate is damn good at makeup and disguising herself and whatnot

“cosplay is an art and you have perfected it,” like catch tsumugi fuckinf crying

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ambivalent-anarchy · 4 years

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Party Games

Gender: Female

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Warning: Underaged drinking (but c'mon guys, they're like, highschoolers sooo)

Summary- [Y/N] plans a small get- together and forgets to tell Peter, but when he comes over to do homework and then stays for the party, she finds out just how fun Peter Parker can really be. Also Peter drinks for the first time haha

Bonus: Funny drunk Peter

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"Okay!," you said to yourself, rubbing your hands together while looking around your room. "We got chips, dip, LED lights, playing cards, uno, cards against humanity, music and..."

You looked around the room again, letting your arms fall to your sides. "Crap, what else?..."

You were throwing a party.

Well, actually just a small get-together.

...but everyone knows that basically means a party.

And this small get-together/party needed to be PERFECT.

"Alright... chips, dip, music, playing cards, LED lights, uno, cards against humanity, and..." you trailed off again. Why did it seem so empty? What were you missing?

"Drinks..," you quietly said to yourself, a small smile playing on your lips. "No party is complete without alcohol."

This par-..uh, small get-together was going to be a blast!

You quickly turned your head to the clock when you heard a knock at your door. It was only four o'clock. The party started at five. What frickin' grandma-time-moving person was at your door a whole hour early?

You opened while simultaneously rolling your eyes. "You're, like, an hour early.."

"No I'm not," a voice responded.

You looked up to see Peter Parker there in front of you. His eyebrows were scrunched up as he titled his head. He carried a small backpack.

"I always come around this time," he said, checking his watch. "D-do you need me to come back later o-or-?"

Realizing what he was talking about, you slapped your forehead. "Oh yeah! The homework!"

"I-I mean it's totally cool if you already did it!," he rushed. "Like, really cool! Cuz y'know, progress is, GREAT, y'know! And, um, you're really smart and stuff. Ha, I'll just go home and do mine and-"

He was so cute when he rambled, something he did the second anything went the smallest bit wrong.

"Pete, chill," you giggled. "I haven't done my homework yet."

"S-sorry," he stuttered. "So, do you still wanna go do that now or-?"

"Sure," you said. "But you gotta say you'll help me out, first."

"Yeah of course!," he smirked before tilting his head again. "Wait, with what?"

You laughed. "Just come in," you said, taking his arm and pulling him into the house.

After a bit of homework (mainly Peter breezing through it all while you copy his work), you and Peter picked up where you left off, setting up for the party.

"I didn't know you knew how to pick locks," Peter chuckled in awe as you used a hair pin to get into your parents liquor cabinet.

You giggled softly, rolling your eyes. "There's a lot you don't know about me, Pete. Hey, you like Hennessy?"

The clueless boy stared back at you. "Uh, I wouldn't-"

"You ever been drunk before, Peter?," you asked, a small smile playing on your face.

"U-um. No," Peter responded, a little embarrassed. Given all the opportunities he had to, even with his Aunt May actually handing him some alcohol to try, Peter Parker had never tasted a drink. Not even beer or wine.

"Too cute," you snickered, shaking your head, unknowingly causing Peter to blush a bit. "Grab a few bottles, will you?"

"So is all of this," Peter said once you were back in your room. "For something special like a sleepover or something?"

You turned your head around the face him. "Wait, didn't I invite you?"

Peter shook his head quickly. "No." He wouldn't admit it, but when he walked in to see that you'd been setting up for some sort of event, he couldn't help but feel a little left out.

"Oh. Well you're invited," you said simply. "It's just a small get-together with friends from school."

"O-okay." He smiled. "I just gotta call May," he said. When you nodded, he turned away and pulled out his phone.

Immediately, he dialed Happy's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey Happy," he greeted. "Can I ask for a quick favor?"

"Depends on what it is, kid," Happy replied.

"I need someone to cover for me tonight."

"What?"

"On patrol," Peter clarified. "I need someone to cover for me. Just for tonight. I have something to go to-"

"Who is she?," Happy asked, failing to hide the amusement in his voice.

Peter looked back at you sitting on your bed. You were so cute. "W-what?"

"You never skip patrol for anybody, Peter," Happy said. "The only thing I can think of is you've picked up Tony's old habits of dropping duties for special girls."

Hearing that, Peter quickly looked away from you, as if Happy was somewhere hidden and he didn't want to be caught proving his words to be true. "What?! No, it's nothing like that! I just-"

"I'm just kidding buddy. Go on, I got you covered. Go kiss your girl."

"We're not gonna kiss!," Peter whisper-shouted.

"Hey, stay hopeful, kid. You got this!"

"Happy, we're not gonna-" CLICK. "Happy! Ugh.."

Hearing only a muffled fraction of the commotion, you squinted your eyes. "Everything okay over there, Peter?"

"Uh, yeah!" He said, turning around and putting his phone back into his pocket.

Ding-dong!

Both you and Peter looked up to the sound, and then to each other.

"It's starting!," you smiled, excitedly wriggling. "Alright!" You clapped your hands together then walked up to Peter. "We did everything, right?"

Peter nodded. "Yeah, I think so."

You gave a nervous smile. "This is gonna be awesome, right?"

Peter nodded again, giving your arms a reassuring shake. "This is gonna be awesome, [Y/N]. Now c'mon, we don't wanna leave them at the door."

MJ was the first to show.

"Hey MJ!," you yelled, pulling her in for a tight hug.

"[Y/N]," she blandly said, though with a small, lopsided smile. She looked to the side, a smile still on her face. "Peter."

"Hi," he smiled softly, his hands awkwardly in his pocket.

Ned was next.

"Hey [Y/N]. This thing's gonna be awesome!," he said walking in. "Pete!!!," he then said, practically slamming into Peter to give him a big brotherly hug.

Then Betty.

"Hey guys!"

Then Cindy.

"What's up?!"

Then Brad.

"Yo!"

Then there was Flash.

"Hey Flash!," you greeted, pulling him in for a hug, and even giving him a friendly high-five.

You were the only one that tolerated, or dare anyone even say, liked him(not in the interesting way of course). Sure he was annoying, but you didn't get the big problem everyone, especially Peter, had with Flash.

"Yo, PENIS PARKER!!"

...Or maybe you kinda did. It was just funny to watch Peter squirm.

He nearly tackled him to the ground and doing his arm around his neck. "Hey, your balls dropped yet? Haha!"

Peter gave you a quick 'why would you do this to me?!' glare before lowly muttering, "Hey Flash..."

Spin The Bottle~

"C'mon c'mon, lemme spin it!," Flash yelled. "I'm feelin' lucky!"

"Lucky?," Betty asked. "Who're you trying to get?"

"More like which one of you lucky ladies will get me?!"

"Get over yourself, dude," MJ scolded.

"Hey Pete! Why're you all the way over there?," you asked Peter, who was sitting on your bed watching the game from afar.

"I-I'm fine not kissing anyone..."

"PRUDE!," Flash yelled, pointing to the blushing boy in the corner.

Never Have I Ever~

"Okay," you started, looking around the circle. "Never have I ever...Oh! Here's a good one. Spoken to Spiderman."

Peter, MJ, Ned, and Flash put their fingers down.

"Oh wow, guys! Not fair! When'd you all get to talk to him?!," you playfully whined.

"Said hey to me on the street once," MJ said with a shrug.

"Saved us in Europe," Peter added.

"Gave me a high-five while he was swinging," Ned noted with a smile.

"Told me to watch out when something was gonna fall on me," Flash said, eyes sparkling as if he could actually see his hero in front of him.

"I mean, they don't call him the friendly neighborhood Spiderman for nothing, right?"

Paranoia~

"Alright guys," you said, running your hands together. "For the chaotic energy of this game to work, get by the person you think is the most annoying." When everyone just sat and stared at you, you rolled your eyes and clarified. "C'mon guys, I already know who just merely tolerates who, don't make me have to tell you where to sit."

Slowly and awkwardly, everyone sat next to someone they didn't prefer.

MJ sat next to Betty who sat next to Brad who sat next to Ned who sat next to Cindy who sat next to Flash who sat next to Peter.

"Oh, really?," Betty snickered next to MJ. "I'm definitely learning some things."

MJ rolled her eyes with a chuckle. "I don't hate you, Betty. I just like everyone else more."

Flash looked to the people on the side of him. Cindy and Peter. "...yeah I'm not surprised."

"I love you all the same," you giggled. "So I'm just gonna sit anywhere," you said as you sat next to Peter.

"So the way this one works is the person to the right of you is gonna whisper a question to you and you have to answer it out loud to everyone else in the circle. And here comes the fun part next..." you looked to Peter, your most easily embarrassed friend, to watch his reaction. "You get to decide whether or not you want to tell everybody what the question was. And if you don't, you take a shot."

Peter's eyes widened. "O-of what?"

Brad laughed. "What else, Peter? Alcohol."

"You guys cool with that?," you said, looking around the circle.

"Heck yeah!"

"Totally."

"Cool."

"Sure! Sounds fun!"

"Mhmm."

"Yep!"

"T-that's fine!"

"Oooookay," you said. "Um, Pete! You can go first."

You were on his left.

The circle watched as he leaned into your ear. Immediately you laughed. Once you stopped you answered. "It's been good."

"What was the question?" MJ raised her eyebrow.

"He asked me how my day was."

Flash laughed. Ned shook his head. MJ rolled her eyes. "That was the lamest-"

"I-I was put on the spot, okay?!," Peter defended.

"Well, you've got a whole round to come up with another one," you laughed. "An interesting one."

Peter nodded, racking his mind with more questions to ask you.

It couldn't be anything embarrassing like, "whose your crush?" (Though he secretly wished it would be him)

It needed to be cool. It needed to be sensible. But fun.

"Peter."

Peter's eyes flicked up upon hearing his name being said by MJ.

She was staring at him. "What was the question?," he asked.

You and MJ looked to each other, smiling after coming to a silent agreement of mischief.

"Nah, I think I'm gonna let you suffer," MJ told Peter.

Peter stared, his mouth agape. "Then drink up," you giggled while MJ took her shot.

"W-wait wait wait, no, you can't do that," Peter objected.

"Actually she can, Pete." You smiled a wide shit-eating grin, obviously enjoying Peter's torment. "And now you'll never know what I asked to provoke her to say your name."

"But-"

Cindy laughed. "Feeling paranoid, Peter?"

"Yeah, y'know just a little bit!" Peter's voice cracked as he felt a blush creep onto his cheeks.

Okay, well now he had to get back at you.

He stared at you intently, as the game continued. You were cute as an angel, but as mischievous as Loki himself sometimes, and usually to his expense.

But what could he say? He liked you.

He really liked you.

Before he knew it, it was Flash's turn.

He must've been really out of it if the whole circle had already gone through one round.

"Alright I got a good one, Parker."

"Great..."

Flash leaned in and whispered, "Do you wanna bang [Y/N]?"

Peter yanked his neck back immediately. "Whoa! Uh-um..n-no! Of course not! I so don't!"

"Calm down, dude!" Ned laughed.

"What type of question made you get like that?," Brad asked, almost killing himself with laughter.

"Then again, it doesn't take much for him to get like this," MJ pointed out. "Anyway, what was it, Peter?"

Peter looked to everyone in the circle. No way were they gonna hear what Flash asked him. He looked down at the shot glass in front of him. Everyone laughed and 'ooooh'ed as he quickly threw it back, coughing and hacking immediately after.

"Awwww! Baby boy Peter finally tasted his first drink!," you teased, poking out your bottom lip and wiping a fake tear. "They grow up so fast!"

"Okay, your turn, Peter," Brad said.

'Crap.'

He'd thought so much about the fact that he needed to ask you a crazy question to the point that he'd never actually thought of what the crazy question was going to be!

"Well, c'mon hurry up," you urged.

"Better not be lame," MJ warned.

Taking a quick breath, Peter whispered the first thing that came to mind.

"...Are you a virgin?"

Finally, it was your time to stammer. "U-uh, y-yeah.."

Immediately embarrassed, Peter slapped his forehead. "Dude, I-I'm sorry, [Y/N]. Please don't say the question."

Ned smirked. "Now I really wanna know what it is."

"I'm just gonna...," you trailed off before downing the shot, blushing profusely.

The night rolled on and the questions got weirder. As expected.

But one thing surprised you.

Whatever Flash had been asking Peter the last couple of rounds must've been really crazy stuff because your bashful friend was downing shot after shot. Of everyone in the circle now, he was in the worst shape.

Face beet red. Constantly going into laughing fits. Almost totally abandoning his sense of embarrassment. Shamelessly burping (with Ned more than ready to congratulate him for a "good one" each time). And no sense of personal space. When he asked you a question, he was practically kissing your ear.

The best part was that his questions started to get weirder and weirder.

"You and someone else in this circle have to be surgically bound to someone for the rest of your life. Who?"

"Who's most likely to commit manslaughter?"

"If Darth Sidious walked in here right now and ordered for you to kill someone, who would you kill?"

Most of his questions you told the rest of the circle, because they were just that hilarious.

The game was over now. Betty and Cindy went home. Ned was sleeping on the floor. Brad and Flash were quietly drunkenly chatting. MJ drew pictures of the boys drunk out of their minds.

"I didn't realize Peter was such a weird drunk," MJ laughed as Peter began to loudly hum Star Wars melodies.

Flash let out a big burp, laying on the floor. "I think drunk Parker is better than regular Parker!"

"Totally," Brad agreed.

Peter was laying on your bed, mumbling towards the ceiling.

You, also a bit drunk, walked over to him. "Hey Pete, you okay?"

He didn't turn his head but moved his eyes to look at you. "Wow. I'm drunk." He moved over, leaving room for you on the bed. "And my head really hurts."

You hit his stomach. "Well, yeah dummy! That's what happens when you take so many shots!" You rolled your eyes, laying down so that you were laying down beside him, both of you staring up at the ceiling. "Why did you do so many anyway? What type of stuff was Flash asking?"

"Don't worry about it," he mumbled rather quickly. "I'm so tired right now. This bed is so comfortable. Can I sleep with you, [Y/N]?"

You paused. Of course he didn't mean it like that but still, Peter was asking to sleep with you. And he was too drunk to be embarrassed about it.

OF COURSE he could.

"Yeah, sure," you said, like it was no big deal even though this was literally the guy you crushed on for the longest time. "No problem."

Later, MJ, Ned, and the other boys left.

It was just you and Peter now.

He had been done ranting about Star Wars hours ago and was now just staring at the wall. He finally broke the silence as he said, "I don't think I like alcohol very much..."

"You say that," you said. "But I can almost guarantee that you'll be getting drunk again someday." You blew out a tired breath. "And I'll be there to watch you act a straight up fool when you do," you chuckled.

It was fun to see this side of Peter. This carefree, nothing to lose side. You knew that you wouldn't see it often. It's not like you could keep him drunk 24/7.

"Can I hug you?"

You turned around to see Peter staring at you with big puppy-dog eyes. "W-what?"

"Hug- can I hug you?," he asked. "Please?"

"Uh, sure," you replied.

Slowly and clumsily, Peter wrapped his arms around you. "You're so soft and squishy," he giggled with a short hiccup at the end, making it fifteen times cuter.

Of course he'd freak out the second he'd wake up to find himself practically spooning you. And you'd deal with his stuttering and stammering later. But for now, you could definitely enjoy a drunk Peter snoring into your ear.

"G'night, Pete," you whispered, laughing quietly as he mumbled his own goodnight into your ear...

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