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dontexpectmuch · 2 days

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i know how much you guys love this series, so i give you a new part. this one how ever will be;

comments/feedback is highly appreciated! please, im getting desperate :d

Habits Jude Bellingham might develop before you guys get into a relationship!

(a Lost in Madrid drabble!)

it is no secret that jude just loves to talk. he genuinely enjoys it so much to share any and every thought that goes through his mind, no matter how small it might be. he couldn’t tell when it started exactly, but suddenly he found himself on his way to you, a tired student that just wants to finish their work. as soon as he lifts his hand, knocks on your door and enters the room his lips start moving, talking so lively and fast that you need some time to register what is even happening.

“what do you mean ‘m talkin’ your ear off? you literally study literature and shit!” - “it’s more about reading, jude.” you sigh, wishing for any kind of help at this moment.

it is also nothing new for you to receive messages from jude during your quiet evenings when you decide to stay home. jude recently got into sending audio messages, you being his number one victim [forced] friend, whom he shared this new passion with. and most of the times he won’t even say anything important. he’ll just sing a new spanish song he has learned that past week. and he will sing. no matter how terrible it sounds and how much it makes your ears bleed. though, you also always listen to those audios, even though you know what the content will be.

“jude?” opening your door after hearing a desperate knock, you did not think that you would see your [not] friend standing there. he looks tiredly at you, clothes wrinkled and sandals on, “mum wanted me to bring you some cake she baked.” he gives you the tupperware filled with slices of cake, energy low. you feel your shoulders relax as you look up at him, “tell her i love her, please.” he just nods. and even though he always complains to you about how he is not some delivery boy, he can’t help but get excited at the thought of seeing your soft eyes when you receive food his mum made. it makes him feel giddy inside.

he makes you trip purposely whenever you walk in front of him, and then giggles and jogs away to join the others on the field when you send daggers his way with your glare.

he forces you to play two-touch, even though you have told him multiple times already that you cannot play really well. he quite literally forces you to become better, giving you tips while making you pass the ball against the wall back and forth. “i don’t want to do this anymore, jude.” - “well, that’s too damn bad.” his gaze serious as he corrects your form once more. “bitch.” you murmur under your breath, praying for him to just disappear somewhere and leave you alone.

“what?” you ask as you look up from your notes, eyes wide as you watch jude place a cup of coffee and a cinnamon roll onto your desk. “i heard that you like sweets, or whatever.” he says, [desperately] wanting to look cool. your heart starts to pick up in speed when you look back and forth between jude and the things he just gave you, warmth spreading through your body. “thanks.”

“watch me.” he smirks at you, who looks quite annoyed tired at him. “i’ll hit this first time.” - “like you did to me on my first day here?” - “dude! i told you not to talk about it anymore, ‘t’s a sensitive topic for me, ‘kay?”

heartfelt conversations between you are not as rare as one might think. whenever jude comes to you to talk your ear off while toi work on your research, you sometimes tell him about your own stuff. that leads to various topics you two discuss, which also results in sharing some intimate thoughts. it makes jude, who usually looks so confident and well put together, look more human, like a 20 year old guy who also learns something new every day.

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surpriseee! hope you like it!! :)

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i-yap · 3 days

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Literally loving ur writing so far Bestie 🥺💙would I be able to req how the batboy would react to a fwb/situationship vibe with reader? Like they have feelings but reader is scared of commitment

Thank youuu! Im gonna be really honest, I don't think a lot of the batboys would be okay with a situationship sort of deal.. and I don't write romantic damian( at least not yet) .

Batboys x reader- Situationship headcanons

Dick grayson-

I can see a teammate or someone he works close with as a detective turns into a night of passion and now both of them cant go back to normal situation .

He says he is okay with it, and prolly keeps up that act for 4-5 months?

I think you would end the situationship. Dick is a really sought-after guy and one night he Is just upset with you about something. So when another girl flirts with him rather than his usual " I'm sorry there's someone else I'm into" line he flirts back. You see red

you either walk away angry/upset or pull him away. He follows you to an alley or a secluded area of the party.

"why are you even upset, you are the one who doesn't want us to be official?" "well that's not because I don't want you, that's because I'm scared of intimacy"

He would be really understanding once you explain your issues and fear of commitment. You guys come up with a better set of guidelines for your arrangement and he sticks to it.

if you want an open relationship, he is down. if you want to be exclusive but not yet in a relationship relationship he would be okay.

But dick does want to get married someday and have kids. So this arrangement wont last for long. he will try his hardest to help you overcome that fear of commitment but if you cant then its gonna end someday. And he makes that clear to you from the start. all cards are on the table always and communication is key and he makes sure no one gets hurt( or at least tries avoiding it as much as he can)

Jason todd

wont do it

maybe a bestfriend turned situationship scenario

you are his sanctuary , his home a safe place to come back to. and after everything he has been through he struggles with so many insecurities and he deserves a domestic life.

the moment he sees you with another guy, even if it just flirting, he is out the door. He already believes no one loves him and now you don't even want to commit to him? is he not enough?

he gets that you have issues and no one understands issues better than him. But he is in so much pain already that its best for the both of you to not get together at all.

even the fact that you from the very start didn't want to commit makes him get all in his head and even if you get ready to commit later on , he wont be able to forget that fact and will keep thinking you'll leave him or he isn't the one

he also reads a lot of classic literature and romance in books is what he wants. the concept of a situationship doesn't make sense to him and he just needs some good old domestic loving.

Tim drake

best at it

you guys are young, he is so busy. he is totally cool with a teenage dirtbagy relationship

lets meet under the bridge , get high and makeout type of shit,

Partners in crime / bestfriends that hookup

he loves it, its perfect for him

there are no expectations no responsibilities, you guys are just what the other needs . no stupid anniversaries and big fancy dinners

tim gives very "eat the rich" vibes so this situationship is another way for him to be a little rebellious .

Very very teenage dirtbag- going to grocery shops at 2am and sitting on the dirty floor trying all 20 types of slushies

spray painting the really big asshole companies buildings, going to huge rallies without having any idea what you are rallying for.

stealing the batmobile and then crashing it

the adrenaline makes you hot and bothered and it leads to more. and once its over you go to a shady Chinese place and tip 200 on a 40 dollar meal.

he gets you, you get him and you don't need labels to show your love to each other. and who needs someone else when you have everything you could want within each other? and then someday when you're ready and if you are ready, you can always make it official. its all up to you two , fuck the labels

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eggyrocks · 1 day

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bruised part thirteen -> lonley

m.list

♪ now playing: simulation swarm by big thief ♪

Everything feels like shit.

Her arm fucking hurts. Her head fucking hurts. There's this solid block of led settled in the bottom of her gut and an aching in her chest. The abundance of 'get-well-soon' flowers crowded into every inch of free space makes her eyes water and nose run.

It sucks. It all fucking sucks.

She's lying flat on her back on top of her unmade bed, one arm wrapped up tightly in a sling, the other holding her phone above her face, scrolling through her feed, eyes straining to read every single thought strangers on the Internet have about her.

It's sort of strange, in a way, to see herself dissected and discussed in long threads and discourses and forums. She's always been a quasi-public figure, her face on grainy screens and niche corners of the Internet. But her recent virality due to the brutality of her injury and sharp bluntness with the press is something new.

And that sucks too.

Her instinct is to take a screenshot and send it to Iwaizumi. This is an instinct she has to bite back.

She's torn up over him. In a way that’s worse than usual. She wants to yell at him more. She wants to make him feel bad for the way that he just abandoned her out of nowhere with no proper sort of explanation. She wants to shake him until he tells her what changed and why he can't even talk to her anymore. Why he decided she wasn’t good enough for him anymore. She wants to rage and spit and bear her teeth.

She also wants to apologize. To tell him that she doesn't want to fight with him and that if he wants things to change than things can change and it doesn't bother her (even thought the thought of it makes the corner of her eyes prick). She wants to appease and plead and do what it takes to have her friend back, in whatever capacity he can manage.

Instead, she does neither.

It’s lonely.

Her free arm falls to the side, flopping against her bed. She lets her phone slip out of her hand. It's lonely. The people behind her phone screen pick and prod at her like she's a thought experiment and not a person. Her friends coo at her pitifully and retreat when they realize they don't know how to talk to her anymore. Iwaizumi acts in ways she doesn't understand, and makes her feel like he's someone she doesn't even know.

It's lonely. She blinks up at her ceiling. The sentiment echoes. With the Olympics out of the way, it's all she can think about. With her goals disintegrated and the one true love of her life ripped from her grasp for the foreseeable future, it's all she can think about.

It's lonely.

fun facts!

im back early <3 even tho this chapter is extremely short but i just needed to get back into it okay im just dipping my toes in the pool water that is bruised before i jump in

yn's manager wanted to hold a press conference to show that she was doing well post injury and would be ready to come back asap

it backfired

kyotani has never been prouder of yn that when she told the reporter that asked abt her body to fuck off

yn has not been talking to her friends a lot, has mostly just been hiding out in her room

she's mostly just talking to bokuto and kyotani. they talk to her like normal and it makes her feel comforted

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sturnsslut · 24 hours

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better - matt sturniolo

a/n - this is a filler until i’m done with my chris smut 😔. i’m sorry there’s a lot of yapping but the backstory matters !

contains - dom!matt x sub!reader, fighting, unprotected sex, mirror sex, praise, fingering, begging, oral (both receiving)

summary - reader and matt make a bet 😈

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‘ i seen your love, you got me baby ‘

it was a friday night and my boyfriend had just canceled on me last minute for the 3rd time this week. i was literally all dressed up, waiting for him to come and pick me up. i sighed when i read his message saying that he " had something come up "

bullshit.

i had a feeling he had been cheating on me for a while, but i didn't have any solid proof so i just stayed quiet. i was about to get into my pajamas when i got a text from nick saying how theyre having a party at their house tonight , and how matt would pick me up.

nick 💗

HEY

we're having a party tn

can you come

pleaseeeeee

matt can pick you up

i feel like i haven't seen you in forever

you

nick it's been 4 days 😭

but i mean

let me see

i pulled out my phone to text liam, my boyfriend . i had to make sure that we really weren't going out , so i was just double checking.

liam

Can't go

Something came up

you

bro what ??

im literally ready

why tf is this just now being brought up

liam

I don't know what you want me to do lmfao

you

im going to nicks party then

liam

Says who?

Your staying at the house

you

why are you being weird 💀

yes i am

lmfao ok dad

liam

That fucking matt kid

Your always looking at him

And he looks at you like he's

in love or some shit so no your not going

you

bro

u can't be serious

i never look at him

liam

K well

i don't want you close enough to him

so that there's even a chance something could happen

you

read 10:39 pm

i laughed and rolled my eyes, he really thinks he's in control of me...i scrolled back to nicks contact and texted him

you

come get me 😝

nick

YAYYYY

we're like 5 mins away

can we come in so i can say hi to ur cat

you

omfg 😭 yea

im ready anyways cause

ofc my bf cancelled on me again

nick

girl.

you can do better

i feel like everyone knows

he's cheating on you...

you

yea me to

i just don't have any proof yet

anyways lmk when ur here

nick

okay

we're like abt to pull up

you

doors unlocked 😛

i waited until i saw their van in my driveway, and opened the door watching them walk up to my porch

immediately hugged nick and chris, but i just smiled at matt and he returned the gesture.

there had always been something, weird between me and matt. it wasn't friendship, but it wasn't hate either. it was weird.

i led nick to my room and picked up my cat, kiko, handing her to him

i walked out of my room to see chris sitting on the couch and matt just leaning against the door on his phone, like he couldn't wait to leave.

" uh you know you can sit down matt..." i said awkwardly, causing him to look up from his phone and just respond with " i know "

i shrugged it off and went back to my room where i'd left nick, and asked him what he thought of my outfit.

i asked him if he thought it was ' too formal ' for a party since it was originally an outfit for my date.

i was wearing a short black dress with spaghetti straps, my hair down and some light makeup

" girl you look hot. don't change " i smiled and went to the bathroom to touch up my makeup a little, once i was done i grabbed my bag and asked nick if we're ready to go " you ready?" i questioned, putting my bag on my arm

" yeah let's go " he said before saying bye to kiko and putting her down

" come on guys " nick said walking out of my room, resulting in everyone making their way to the door.

once we got into the van i was in the back , with nick while chris and matt were up front obviously. on the way there, i just had the urge to look up from my phone

i looked up and caught matt starring at me through the rearview mirror, he immediately looked away once he saw me though.

we eventually got to the triplets house and it was already packed. we all got out of the van and while we were making our way to the door, i asked nick "you let all these people here without you guys home?"

"yeah, justin and nate are here so it should be fine."

i hummed in response and walked behind nick and chris, with matt behind me for some reason.

nate opened the door and dapped up matt after i walked in, and i heard him say "hot date bro"

" she's not my date" matt replied sounding slightly annoyed. nate raised a brow in confusion

"thennn why were you walking behind her and starring at her ass the entire time you were walking up? me and justin literally saw you through the window."

i turned my head around for a quick second to see matt shushing nate and punching him (sort of) playfully on the shoulder

i felt my cheeks heat up, but why? why did i care how matt was looking at me? whatever.

i made my way to the kitchen where nick and chris were, we just gossiped about random shit.

nick was talking to chris and while i waited for my turn to speak, i looked around and saw...my boyfriend? what? he said he had an emergency?

and of course, he was making out with some skanky bitch from my school who knew we'd been dating.

i told nick i'll be right back and made my way over.

" fuck you. family emergency?? your fucking unbelievable. " i shoved him then faced the girl "and bitch as for you, he's gonna do the same shit hes doing to me right now. you aren't gonna fucking last."

he looked totally wasted and was slurring his words, but i heard him say " you were just a good fuck. get over it."

i looked at him in disbelief for a moment before i said something back " can't say the same for you. you have a small dick." and with that, i walked off.

tons of people were starring at me of course, but i was too mad to even care. i made my way to the bathroom to calm down, before i heard a knock on the door.

" what the fuck do you want " i blurted out without even thinking who it could be.

“um..it's matt, can i come in?" i instantly covered my mouth feeling bad about how i had spoken to him

i unlocked the door and opened it, letting him in. "i'm sorry. i didn't know who it was" i apologized

" no no, it's okay. i just wanted to check on you and see if your okay."

i sighed and sat down on the toilet seat while he leaned against the wall in front of the mirror

" i mean..not really, just pissed at how much time and energy i wasted on him."

he stayed silent and didn't say anything, waiting for me to finish what i was saying "i knew he was cheating but i didn't wanna believe it, i feel fucking stupid" i continued

"your not stupid" he shrugged and continued "he's stupid for loosing someone like you." i thanked him and sighed , resting my head in my hands

"...plus if he has a small dick he's nothing to cry over " he smiled

i laughed, "he wasn't even good in bed either oh my god." i added and laughed

"really?" matt turned his head to look at me, furrowing his brows for a second and smiling, while crossing his arms

“yeah. sorry if this is too much but like..i never finished when i was with him" i giggled

he laughed and paused for a moment before saying "you would if you were with me."

i giggled thinking he was joking, and replied with " doubt it"

matt raised his eyebrows and locked the door, "wanna bet ?"

that's when i realized he wasn't joking, i stood up and leaned against the sink infront of him " how much " i smirked at him

“ $50. i know how to use my hands and my dick. i know i could make you cum, and that's a promise."

" fine , prove it then " i said nodding my head

" don't start shit you can't finish. im serious " he said looking me in my eyes

"so am i , i wanna see if you can put your money where your mouth is"

" y/n ," he said smiling and shaking his head , leaning into me, resting one of his hands on the sink

“matt.” i responded teasingly

he grabbed my hand and placed it onto his dick, making me feel his giant boner

" you see what your doing to me ? i will fuck you until you can't even remember his name. "

" do it then " i smirked, ' he's all talk ' is what i was thinking, until he firmly placed his lips on mine

it turned sloppy real quick to, he picked me up and set me on the edge of the sink so i was perfectly aligned with his dick

he started making his way down slowly by leaving hickeys all down my neck, i wrapped my fingers in his hair and tugged it slightly, but not too hard

that's when he lifted up my dress and placed one of his hands on my waist, while the other rubbed my clit through my underwear

he was looking me in my face but i was so needy for more of him, that i couldn't even look him in the eyes.

"what? you can't take it anymore ?" he smirked at me, still making eye contact and then inching his hand fully down my panties sticking two fingers inside me

(guys i giggled at panties but i didn't know what other word to use)

i bit my lip slightly taking a deep breath in at the amount of pleasure i was in. even tho all he did was tease me, it felt amazing. like he had this power over me.

he started moving his fingers slow, but picked up the pace fast. i threw my head back in pleasure, while my hands grabbed at his shoulders.

fuck. maybe he could make me cum after all .

as good as it felt, i needed a break because if he fingered me for any longer, i would've lost $50.

i grabbed his hand and pulled it away and hopped off of the counter, immediately getting on my knees

i began to unzip his pants when he suddenly stops me and grabs my chin, raising my head and making me look at him

“ i don't know if your ready .." he said looking at me with a smirk

i rolled my eyes smiling slightly, and continued undoing his pants "okay..." he answered, throwing his hands up in surrender

i pulled his pants down to his ankles and then looked up to see his boxers, and i could obviously see his giant print

i pulled down his boxers , revealing an easy 9 inches. i started at it for a few seconds before shrugging and shoving in 6 inches or so

as i switched between my hands and my mouth, i swirled my tongue around his tip causing him to let out a low groan

" shit .." he threw his head back in pleasure and grabbed a fistful of my hair, pushing himself further into my mouth

i felt it in the back of my throat. i heard him mumbling all types of swear words, and at that point he's basically just face fucking me

which i obviously don't mind

eventually after about 3 minutes of me just gagging he pulled his dick out of my mouth

" how was that " i say standing up to face him, smirking , still heavy breathing and gasping for air

" your really good" he smirked at me, before picking me up and setting me back on the sink again "your turn"

he kissed me as he set me down , kicking away his pants and boxers.

he pulls out of the kiss and bends down slightly, resting his hands on my inner thighs, spreading my legs a little

" let me do this for you, all you need to do is hold your legs up. but if you can't handle it, just put em on my shoulders , okay ?"he says looking me in my eyes, all i could do at that point was just nod eagerly, hopefully showing how bad i needed him.

and with that, he starts to go down on me. i arched my back unintentionally, i don't know what came over me, but i couldn't help myself. it just felt like he belonged there

this man wasn't lying when said he knows how to make a girl beg, not even close to a lie.

i grabbed a handful of his hair and arched my back again when i felt him start to suck on my clit

i slapped my hand over my mouth, remembering how there's other people around.

he took his hand off of my thigh and removed my own hand from my mouth, "don't cover your mouth sweetheart. i wanna know if im doing good"

i shook my head in agreement and grabbed the back of his shirt, needing some sort of support

i can't explain it , but i swear i felt him smirk when i grabbed him , like he knew he was pleasing me so good.

i never knew i needed him, but i do now. his tongue felt so good on me, like it just felt right.

i moaned slightly louder than before " shit .." i threw my head back and bit my lip slightly

i started whimpering out of pleasure trying to catch my breath , his tongue was going everywhere and somehow he made every spot feel amazing .

i felt myself get close , but i needed to feel him inside of me. " wait wait wait " i mumbled trying to catch my breath

" what is it baby ? " he said looking up at me "i...fuck hold on." i said panting

" i want you to fuck me , please matt." i said in between breaths

“ how bad ?" he said smirking at me and looking me in my eyes , " tell me how bad you want me. "

" i need you so bad , please " i pleaded, i just wanted him in me and nothing else , him and him only is all i needed.

"good girl." and with that , he fully stood up and grabbed his dick

he held his tip up to my entrance , knowing how bad he was teasing me , but oh lord this man was rock hard.

" matt , i want you to fuck me and i know you do to , stop teasing please " i was literally begging this man to just destroy me

he shrugged " i'll try not to stretch you out too much sweetheart. " and with that , he pushed himself inside me without warning , and oh my god i wasn't ready.

it's like i was so horny i forgot how big he was.

he shoved his whole dick inside me , all 9 inches. i cried out in pleasure

he placed his hands on my waist so he could go deeper and guide me , " oh fuck " i muttered and immediately clamped my eyes shut

that's when i felt matt's hand on my chin, making me look at him. " look at me , i wanna see how good i make you feel . do i make you feel good , pretty ?"

" mhm " i whimpered and shook my head because i couldn't even speak.

" use your words baby. do i ?" he spoke firmly, still not breaking eye contact

" yes , yes you make me feel good " i mumbled

" good " he said in a fierce , yet gentle tone

after about 2 minutes , i heard him say "hey baby , you wanna take off that dress ?" he suggested

i nodded while he pulled out and i hopped off of the sink, slipping my dress off

i looked over at matt who was literally starring down my body, " what ?" i giggled getting flustered

" nothing ..you just amaze me. your body is so perfect"he said , still starring me down

i laughed and rolled my eyes and asked if he was ready again, " for you, always. are you? " he emphasized

i bent over the sink and replied " obviously. " he snickered and grabbed my hips , making sure he was perfectly aligned.

i felt him pound himself into me , which , i again for some reason still wasn't used to how big he is.

i had my hands on the sink for support , and when he put himself inside me , i put my head down because it felt so good

that's when i felt matt's hand on my chin again and lifted up my head , looking at me through the mirror.

" uh uh. i want you to see how good your taking me."

i nodded looking at him in the mirror

i watch him look down and smile while furrowing his brows

" you didn't tell me you had a back tattoo baby . it looks good "

" you never .." i paused as i struggled to get my words out "...asked "

" fair enough ..oh fuck." he threw his head back and his thrusting started to get more aggressive

his hand crept up to my neck, placing a firm grip on my neck which sent me over the edge

" matt..baby i can't do it " i said shaking my head while looking at him in the mirror

" yes you can , take it like you said you would. " i nodded and did as he told me

i suddenly felt that knot in my stomach , so i reached behind me and grabbed matts hand from my waist and put it on the sink so that his hand was over mine , and we interlocked our fingers

" you alright ? are you gonna cum already ? come on , your too easy to please baby ." he asked in a teasing tone , looking at me and smirking

like of course i was . and he obviously knew , he just thought that it was funny to tease me.

" fuck ..matt im gonna-" i was cut off by me releasing onto his dick , "oh shit " i said looking down , i was relieved that a man had actually made me finish , but now i needed to give matt $50 i didn't have ...

" good job baby , you did great " he was literally panting at this point . i could tell was close , just trying not to show it.

i decided to tease a little and see how long he could last.

" you make me feel so good baby " i said looking at him in the mirror

" thats g..fuck " he threw his head back and starting thrusting harder

" you look so good from here " i teased a little more since he thinks when he does it , it's hilarious. i saw him open this mouth to say something but instead just bite the side of his cheek and stay quiet

" i don't care how long it takes you baby , my body is all yours ."

"fuck .. mm oh shit ...in or out "

without answering , i got on my knees and started to jerk him off to his release while looking up at him

" oh shit. fuck..fuck " he lets out a huge loud of cum and i swallow because , i dont need a mess.

i get back up and try my best to fix my hair while looking at myself in the mirror, while matt's leaning against the wall panting

i pickup my shoes without even bothering to put them back on , i just re-adjust my dress and forget about everything else.

my hair is all out of place, my lipstick is smeared, my mascara running down my face..i was a mess. but it was totally worth it.

i sit on the toilet seat while matt puts his pants back on.

maybe liam was right. cause we definitely fucked...

" i don't need the $50." matt said suddenly smiling at me, "you ready ? you still look good by the way."

"whatever. let's go" i laughed and rolled my eyes, opening the door

" liam's gonna be so pissed." i laughed looking back at matt

" i know " he smiled " can't wait to see the look on his face."

" same " i giggled as we made our way over to liam , who was making out with a different girl.

we stood infront of him and looked at eachother laughing , and as soon as we did we opened his eyes and looked like he'd just seen a ghost

" hi " i said in a teasing voice , tilting my head while doing so

" what the fuck? " he looked back at me and matt in confusion, furrowing his brows like he didn't know what was going on.

" yea so you were kinda right about me and matt ..." i said trying not to burst out laughing

" you fucking whore! " he yelled , gaining the attention of tons of people. they started recording the situation because of how loud he was. "i knew you were cheating on me you slimy little b-" he got cut off as he got sent to the floor.

matt punched him.

i covered my mouth in shock but also resisting the urge to not laugh "your..." liam paused , feeling his nose as it gushed blood everywhere "dead." he continued

" okay , well it's kinda hard to take that threat serious when your on ground"

everybody around us started laughing, apparently nobody liked liam , but it's obvious why.

" your not a real man! y-" i cut him off before he could finish his sentence, "well he fucks like one. get up and get over it."

"whatever." he mutters under his breath as he struggled to get up

we walked over to chris and nick who were recording everything on their phones " hey uh, are you guys ready to pack this up " matt asked them

" yup , i'll get nate and justin to get everyone out." nick said as he walked away

" dude what the fuck ..." chris giggled as he looked at me and matt " i fucking knew it! nick owes me $20".

"you..made a bet?" i asked , confused

" fuck yea we did" he replied stuffing his mouth with food before walking off

“ so like..do you wanna be my girlfriend...or whatever" matt asked me , looking down at the ground

" duh ." i smiled and kissed him before going to find nick so i could help clean the mess up

" we're literally never having a party again." nick complained as we all shoved trash into trash bags

a/n - um lmk if you wanna be on my tag list 🤗.

@mattssluttygf

#matt sturniolo #sturniolo smut #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #sturniolo x reader #sturniolos #nick sturniolo #smut #Spotify

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ysrjune · 2 days

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Dreaming of You

guys I love selena so much you DON’T understand.. @anisscarletstarlet HERE UGH 🙄🙄

summary ✦ forcing Sam, the heavy metal lover, to listen to one of your favorite songs that he definitely has never heard or even known about.

“pleasee!” you beg Sam, tugging on the sleeve of his shirt. “why? I already know I won’t like it.” he replies with his arms crossed as you two sat on his bed. “I listen to all the songs that you want me to listen to even though I don’t like them.” his eyes darted over to you as if he was offended.. he really didn’t care. sam knew you kinda hated his music, but at least you tried listening to it just for him, so he didn’t say anything.

“so, why can’t you do the same for me?” you continue, still tugging at him. sam rolled his eyes and groaned. “kay, but if i don't fuckin’ like it within the first few seconds, im not listening to it anymore.” your boyfriend says, making you smile. hes always been kind of a jerk, but it was whatever, thats just how he is with everyone. you turn the tv on, going to youtube and search up “dreaming of you” by selena and take a seat on his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist.

as soon as he hears the beginning tune of the piano, he groans and lays on his back. “yeah, im not listening to this shit.” what a drama queen. “too bad, I don't care, deal with it.” you reply, still sittting on his lap as you face the tv, getting ready to hear one of the most beautiful songs ever made (real). sam smirked at your reply to him, liking how you just told him to deal with it. he places a pillow under his neck, enjoying the view of you on his lap (while also giving in, listening to the song.)

“late at night when all the world is sleeping, I stay up and think of you.” he thinks it corny, but that first lyric makes him think of you. he does think of you at night when everyone else is sleeping. his nosy hands find their way to your hips, fingers sometimes pulling down at the hem of your sweatpants, but not daring to actually take them off because he knew you just wanted to enjoy this moment of listening to a sweet song.

to his surprise, he was actually paying attention to what the singer was saying in her song. the song actually reminded him of you. “so I wait for the day with the courage to say how much I love you,” that was pretty relatable, he guesses. in the middle of the song when the woman speaks spanish, he doesn't undertand, hut he had a feeling she was saying something like ‘I need you in my life’ or some other romantic bs like that.

even if he thought it was cliché and corny, he didnt seem to really hate it. it was okay. he wouldn't listen to it on his own time, but if it came up randomly on a playlist or the radio, he wouldn't skip it. probably just because the whole song reminded him of you. when the song finished, you turned the tv off and flipped yourself around to be face to face with him. “soo? did you like it?”

“I didn't hate it.” was his reply. his black stained eyes paid close attention to your pretty face, one hand caressing your jaw and the other on your ass. “reminded me of you,” he let a small smirk slip past his plump lips. “I love you, ya know?” he asks, his hand that was caressing your jaw, now messing with your hair. “yeah, I do.”

“I dream of you, too.”

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taglist: @anakinstwinklebunny @heartsforanakin @anisscarletstarlet @sockiess @erosmutt @rottencandyblood @radiantvader @freezerbride95 @starsfortaylor 🎀

#sam monroe imagine #sam x reader #sam life as a house #sam monroe x you #sam monroe fanfiction #sam monroe x reader #sam monroe #life as a house 2001 #life as a house #hayden christensen fic #hayden christensen x reader #hayden christensen imagine #hayden christensen

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makethemhoesmad · 15 hours

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but if i’m all dressed up

only @cjrights knows what i went through for this

KATE MARTIN X READER

“s’fucking pretty tonight baby,” kate tells me, leaning in between my face and my desktop mirror, that i’m seated in front of. she pushes my chair back just slightly so she can monopolize my lap, pressing her face into my chest.

“i can’t look pretty if you always gotta come here and get on me when i start getting ready,” i say, leaning down to kiss her cheek, leaving a glossy pink mark behind.

“what are you even getting ready for? you could just cancel, you know.” god, i love kate, but she can be so stupid sometimes. it’s one of the cutest things about her though, so i let it slide.

“kate. i’m getting ready for our date, that you told me to go get ready for.” she sighs against me, pushing her hands under my shirt.

“we can cancel,” she mutters, now fumbling with the strings on my sweatpants.

“nuh uh, you dug this hole for yourself. go get ready, you got it.”

she grins up at me, then slides off my lap and onto her knees.

“cmon ma, you keep getting ready, i need’ya so bad, you’re just so pretty, and perfect, and i love you so much, and,”

“shhh, kate, you can sit down there, but i don’t want you doing anything that’ll take away from our date.”

she takes those words lightly, i guess, because she inches off my sweats and panties, then presses her face in between my thighs. i try to ignore her ministrations, focusing on, well, i don’t remember now. not now that she’s pulled my clit between her lips, and just stopped.

“baby, i don’t think you should just sit there, please, you should do something mommy” i whimper, moving my hands from my desk to her blonde hair, tugging it lightly. i feel the groan that drags from her, and i feel her tongue press up and into me.

“oh my god- so fucking good kate”

i can feel her grin, pulling a climax from my body. i shake against her, then she pulls away. she stands up and carries me onto the bed, divulging us both of whatever we were wearing.

“kate.” i say, pulling her up to me so we’re fave to face.

“yeah, ma?” she says, running her tongue over her teeth in a way that makes me want to melt a little bit”

“were we ever really going on a date?”

“i plead the fifth”

“dumbass”

she pouts at my words, turning away to face the wall.

“d’aww, im sorry baby, c‘mere.” she turns back, never really able to say no to me, and intertwines our arms, legs, and faces.

“i just wanted to see you all dressed up ma, you know i like it when you do all that fun shit.”

#kate martin x reader #las vegas aces #iowa wbb #kate martin #i missed her tbh #my first love

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poppy-metal · 2 days

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Bro patrick is def a mocking/degradtion/asshole fn. like im just thinking of him sitting down, manspread, head lazily lulled to the side with that dumbass smirk. He still has his boxers on instructing you, move by move. "go ahead and take off my boxers." And if you did it too hastily he'd make you do it all over again.

He'd tut at you for gagging on his cock when its "not even all the way in"

He laughs at you when youre all teary-eyed with all of his fluids on your face out of breath. "Awe, you're all out of breath? womp womp. Go. deeper."

he'd mock you while youre breathlessly pleading for him to stop hitting that gummy part inside of you over, and over again. "what? you want me to whattt? I didnt hear you." he smirks

"pl..please stop...pa..patrick please.."

"oh! ohhhhh ok. 'Patrick stopppp..Patrick pleaseeee" He laughs. "patrick please stop what? tell me what you want i might stop." He hisses every last pound harder and slower.

"cmon and lick the sweat off my balls." he'd order you after practice, Hands holding his cock back so you wouldnt miss one spot.

omfg we all know pat is a FREAKKKKKKKKK like i ust know he loves that nasty shit. 😵‍💫😵‍💫

womp womp LMAOO

love how we're all brought together by the thought of patrick zweig brutalizing our throats <33 just absolutely disrespectful about it - and you can't fault him because you love it just as much, he's not some shitty guy who's shoving your head down when you dont want him too, no, you'd practically choked your own self on his cock the first time you got your mouth around it, he'd just followed your lead - almost always towering over you, or locking your head in with his thick thighs. you like it best when you straddles your chest, balls dancing against your chin as he saws in and out of that throat - ass flexing with the movement. and you'd like to grip it, but you cant arms pinned under his knees. utterly helpless.

the more like a toy you feel - like a fleshlight - just a tight hole to stick his dick - the more slick between the legs you become. its something about feeling useful, something about being so dirty and small that you're reduced to a wet pouch patrick pumps his loads into.

love it when he grunts and grips your hair, the back of your neck, holds you hostage on his dick, until all you smell is the musk of his crotch and the sweat of his pelvis and your brain turns off. feels underwater, like you're worlds away. you dont have to think when you're just a hole.

and when he pulls you back and lifts your face and you eagerly open your mouth to show him all his cum on your tongue and he grins at you, flushed and looking so fucking pleased, you feel like you're high. moan into his mouth when he leans down to kiss you all sloppy and wet, licking his own cum from your mouth with greedy pulls of his tongue.

its messy and gross and demeaning but with the two of you, its love.

#ask #man.#patrick zweig smut #patrick zweig x reader

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teethflavoured · 17 hours

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i will be fully honest with you fellas i think if this really is times up for the lifespan of splatoon i will be moving on; and in this post i would like to detail my experience in the fandom under read more but here is a tldr;

being treated like a horrible person, a brand risk and being harassed and sent death threats, sexual harassment and gore in my inbox because i don't like how you draw splatoon characters or ship 2 legal adults in a way you dont fucking like is terrible and i've been getting the brunt of this shit for far to long.

first and foremost i appreciate all of what my friends and supporters have done for me, the fast growth of this account was something smaller vincent always dreamed of and i'm happy i've made it so far. and if you ordered something from me and i haven't sent it out, i apologize. i have a viral infection that is contagious and it will not go away.

i will keep it simple. you do not need to fish for reasons to dislike me. you do not need to ACCOUNT CRAWL MY OLD ALIASES AND OLD ABANDONED ACCOUNTS to find MILDLY suspicious things i drew as stupid 15-17 year while i was being groomed by a bunch of cum-brained pedophilic gooner losers. YOU CAN DISLIKE MY HUMOUR AND MY ART, BLOCK ME AND MOVE ON. I HAVE BEEN STALKED AND HARASSED BY GROUPS OF PEOPLE BECAUSE THEY WANT REASONS TO HATE ME.

being sexually harassed by random people because they get the wrong idea and think im appealing to people with a fucking gore fetish, i get dms detailing peoples snuff fantasies involving spyke?? or people befriend me to take out their sexual frustration on me and take my art as some sort of invite to do so?

you don't have to agree with my headcanons or who i ship! thats okay! i'm not forcing you! cutting me off and spreading rumors about me because i don't do it the 'right way' or you are JEALOUS of the attention i get on my work is BATSHIT.

i am a normal person, a severely mentally ill woman at that. it's 'support mental health' until you get into the groove of picking on someone you know aint gonna fight back.

you are all so disconnected from reality that the second you find someone who is out of the norm in your online cliques you feel they are 'inauthentic' and need to be bullied into submission or pushed out entirely. i am not apart of your 'norm' and being harassed and called a 'faker' or a 'tryhard' because i have harmless, morbid interests and it projects into my art is vile.

#teeth talks

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scythegirl13 · 3 days

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sparkle and shine aka a really good song for edward twilight from the suckening

alright so this song...i cant stop listening to the full version like at all. THIS SHIT HITS!!! and i want to talk about some of the things ive noticed in the song because its really cool. everyone is loosely tied to an instrument and thats something i really enjoy

so lets talk about the saxophone that is always playing. the solo sax which i think is an alto really captures edwards whole mood. its a romantic sax part of course it will, buts it the way that the thing needs to be supported by multiple instruments, piano which is playing simple cords all the time, a lot of percussion like tamberine and drum kit thats really only doing only one thing, violins which go up and down in a really simple beat, and voices, which there are many. if this was just a sax song, it'd still be good by itself but it'd sound empty. i think that symbolizes how edward is good at what he does, but he cant do it alone. he needs people that are willing, people that need to be somewhat in the know.

the piano part screams mary because of how crucial something like that is. this instrument is a staple jazz instrument, as in a lot of other genres of music. she also completely stops playing whenever the sax goes into the higher registry or when that one string instrument plays. she stops helping him whenever he goes into a high, waits, then goes again. if im right, thats such a cool way to have mary as a characterization as the piano piece

bass = deacon, supports him, but you can barely hear him. i think he plays the entire time, even when that one string instrument has an 8 measure solo. i think thats why the bass symbolizes him, because he supports shilos instrument.

NOW SHILOS PART!!! HES THAT ONE INSTRUMENT I CANT FIGURE OUT AND IM GONNA GO NUTZO BECAUSE I THINK ITS SOME TYPE OF ASIAN STRING INSTURMENT. maybe its the violin but i wanna say the pipa because it has that ring to it. anyways thats me going crazy now to the good bits! edit: its not th pipa its a fucking harp...guys im stupid

the sax completely stops playing whenever the HARP plays, it has a nice solo that goes of the base melody but also does its own thing. its supplied whatever is given and goes on this cool solo thats really good, but after eight measures the sax comes back in with a click from a tamberine. i think that tamberine is supposed to represent renwick in that part because thats the queue to switch over because hes the one that revealed that there is a prince out there.

all the other saxes are the edward copies, they play the same part as him but dont follow him to where they are also as important as him. they make his long notes not sound that bad, they make his notes into a cord. long notes is sometimes where the music can get boring due to it being there for so long. the other saxes stabilize his note and make sure its not boring.

the voices i think are vampire society in general. they play the crucial role of also not making it boring, but take those voices out then all of a sudden it sounds really empty and not a lot of things are that interesting.

alr thanks for coming to my ramblings, hope im right because i luv jazz. might do this for some other songs but i think this one is important because it plays on the "if everyone banded together, he has no power" motif which i adore

#the suckening #jrwi suckening #edward twilight #just roll with it #music theory #music motifs #ahhh this is making me go insane #I FUCKING LOVE JAZZ #mary davis #deacon keller #shilo bathory

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cottoncandyswisherz · 2 days

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psycho hoe

all the chapters will have the same pics of her in the pool and him in the wife beater. they have nothing to do with the contents of the chapter itself im just a lazy bum

also layla not gon be here long so im not boutta find sb to be fer face claim

chris x dealer!oc

warnings: toxic relationship (not with tasia), swearing, mentions of sex

chris hated cursing at women. he strongly believed in the difference between cursing with women in casual conversation and cursing at them in order to refrain from driving his fist into the wall.

"you're so stupid! you sit there and smile at the camera and roll your eyes in that way that all these BITCHES go crazy over and then you just sit there all day and do NOTHING while there are other women who want what i have!" his girlfriend of 4 months, layla, was droning on about his fans or whatever the fuck. "look at this!" she shoved her phone in his face. he leaned back and ran his hand over his freshly shaved jaw. "they're literally mocking me on the internet. they made a COMPILAT-"

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" chris was at his breaking point. "first of fucking all, our fans are literally teenagers. 15 year old girls. i want them just as much as nick wants a girlfriend. second, i told you this would happen. maybe if you weren't such a fucking idiot and didn't FORCE me to tell them that we were together, you wouldn't have gotten your feelings hurt." he watched the tears well in her eyes and thought how he couldn't give less of a fuck.

he sighed and began to speak as non-chalantly as possible. "if you're gonna do the whole manipulative 'you hurt my feelings' shit you can go. you literally just called me stupid, after whining about how literal high schoolers are making fun of you. you're nineteen years old. grow up and get over it."

"fuck you chris." she sniffled and gathered her things, and marched (literally marched) to the front door.

with that chris got up and walked towards nicks room. nick always knew what to do in these situations. but when chris entered his brothers room, he heard a female giggle. it wasn't madi's or anyone else he'd recognize.

"hold on chris just walked in." nick set his phone face down and looked to his brother with a 'what's up' look on his face.

"who're you on the phone with?" chris questioned.

"tasia." nick answered with a shrug. "you remember her right? from the party last week?"

do i remember her? chris thought to himself. i fucking wish i could forget her.

"oh yeah." chris played his fascination off. "hey tasia!" he called out, then returned his attention to his brother. "i need to talk to you."

"oh shit." nick picked his phone up and told tasia he had to go and hung up. now all his attention was on chris. "shoot."

"so layla-"

nick interrupted chris with a groan "this bitch again?"

"shut up. anyway. layla was bitching about how the fans are picking on her and how they make edits of me or whatever and i was sitting there listening to it because i don't really care. the fans are gonna do what they want regardless of what we say."

"right." nick agreed.

"right. so i was just sitting there thinking about whatever when she shoved her phone in my face. and that's when i got pissed off."

"you should have bitch slapped her to mars." nick said.

"nick. come on bro." chris laughed and continued. "so i yelled at her told her that this was on her because i told her that this would happen. and how stupid it was to be jealous of kids. and she started crying like she always does. and i kind of felt bad but then i remember what you told me about manipulation and things like that so i told her to leave."

"i just wanna say that i've been told you that i hate her and that she's psycho." nick began his speech with an i told you so. "anyway. i would tell you drop her dumb ass but i know you're not gonna do that. so my official advice is to to call her in the morning and just talk to her. tell her that the fans are gonna do and say whatever comes to their heads and to not listen to them because they have nothing to do with how you feel about her."

chris thought the situation over and decided that nicks advice was probably the safest option.

chris lay in matts bed, who was sound asleep beside him. he stared at his girlfriends contact. he hated this shit. but it was what it was and he had to do what he had to do.

he tapped the call button and place the phone to his ear.

"hello?" chris couldn't resist the urge to roll his eyes at the sound of his girlfriends voice. it was ridden in fake heartbreak and phony sorrow.

"hey." was all he could muster up in response.

"chris, baby. are you still mad?"

"baby?" chris mouthed and shook his head. he physically could not do this so early in the morning. "no lay, im not mad."

"good. can i come over? i wanna talk this out with you. i hate it when we fight."

"then maybe shut the fuck up sometimes." is what chris wanted to say. instead he said. "yeah i wanna talk too. but come later tonight at like 6. nick wants me and matt to go with him to run some errands"

"of course baby. i love you."

"i know."

"byeeee" chris ended the call before he could here the smooching sound she always made when they got off the phone.

now you're probably thinking, "why does young christopher stay with this woman when he so obviously is annoyed by her existence?" and the answer to that is, he didn't want to deal with the drama he knew she would start on the internet.

had layla not made him hard launch their relationship after a month of being official, he'd have no issue cutting ties with her. but she put the pussy on him and before the post-nut clarity kicked in, she asked and he agreed like a dummy.

you're also probably thinking, "why did he get with her in the first place?" and the answer to that is layla is a great actress. oscar worthy honestly. she seemed like a semi-normal person. she made him laugh, she was a good fuck, and she kept him from sleeping until 2 pm. and that was enough for him. he didn't love her or anything but he used to like her.

now the sound of her name brought dread into his heart. but chris was nothing if not self-preservative. so hes gonna ride this shit out until he has no choice but to end it.

chris was drawn out of his thoughts by his second oldest brother bursting through the cracked door. "matt, chris get the fuck out of bed. i have to go to target, then return shit to tasia, and then i gotta take pictures for fucking instagram. and we need more pictures for this weeks photo dump because so far all we have is two and theyre both of chris so..."

"are you done?" chris asked. "all you had to say was you were ready to go."

"fuck off. come on its already 10." nick responded by picking up mr. wrinkleton and chucking him at matts head. "matt, get up!"

"HEY! don't do that shit again." matt shouted at his brother, who was already on his way out the door.

niyah speaks💗 okay this is the second chapter im posting tonight. imma do one more because i just want yall to get the vibe of the series then imma post like every few days. i really dont know but ik i had these chapters ready for today so yall gonna get them today.

remember that if no one loves you, mommy loves you (and by mommy i mean me)

taglist: @liafilmed

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #christopher sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #chris sturniolo fanfic

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rogueolight · 3 days

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erzajane headcanons…. i have Many….

-Erza suddenly just Remembers that she is ripped and can carry literally anything sometimes. And whenever she does she immediately picks mira up without warning. miras more of the Literal manhandler in the relationship (because that’s how you manage people when u have 2 younger siblings u literally had to raise) but erza is just like …. pick up wife……….. soican carry Her…….. 😊😊and mira is like WAAAH! she gets startled everytime.

-grey is their NUMBER ONE HATER. He gets forced to take pictures of them being gross together and every single time he is DISGUSTED! despite the show giving grey and erza unnecessary weird romantic tension that made no sense i think theyre super siblings & it’s really like watching your older sister be in love type of disgust. Cana was their number one hater when they tore up the guild in fights but now she’s like Awwwwww … Leave them be grey! theyre Cute!

-happy tried. So Hard to do the “she loooooves you” thing to them after they get together but theyre just like yes I do :3 and he gets really pissed off he can’t make either of them mad anymore after the YEARS of pining. and then he extra torments lucy

-any time erza and mira have a nice moment during their rival era natsu jumps in and is like AWWW! GROUP HUUUG! and ruins it

-lucy is sooooo jealous. imagine u have 2 GORGEOUS beautiful friends u lowkey want & they GET TOGETHER. she’s hyping them up but she wants to be both of them. she’s like that one picture “I'm Finna just join somebody else relationship..Bitch scoot over.. I love y'all..” She also spills all her relationship drama to mira (about natsu juvia cana whoEVER (she’s moronromantic)) and since erzas there too she’s like WHAT?! HUH? because her autistic ass had no idea about any of this. she’s like “Guys can i just join your relationship instead im so tired” and miras like Awww silly lucy 😊

-& as an extension of this mira starts spilling ALL. the tea. to erza. mira is the type to stir the pot unnecessarily because she’s bored (i.e her messing with lucy by saying grey and natsu like her) even when she’s absolutely positive something is just a false rumor. she’s been holding all that REAL shit in to herself and as soon as lisanna gets back she EXPLODES with gossip she’s collected to lisanna and erza whenever they get together. she’s a good secret keeper mostly but her sister and girlfriend Will Know. erza starts teasing people (subtly) much more as a result.

-elfever & erzajane in-law shenanigans. They stay over at each others places often all together (with lisanna too. freeloading on either of their couches) and cook dinner together…

-grief made mira give a fuck sooo much less. especially initially after someone would playfully make a jab and instead of dissing back she’d be like Oh you! but erza would get pissed off that she was passive and start fighting people for her. and then mira would just be like wow<3

-for most of their earlier days erza was almost always in a full suit of armor as a coping mechanism. despite really loving to dress up, she never really did it outside of her own room because she didn’t feel safe enough to, so that leads to mira seeing an ankle and being filled with lust like it’s the 1600s. over time she grows more comfortable and stuff but like. jus imagine u see ur crush out of a suit of armor for the first time and she is just absolutely RIPPED. cmon now. you’d die too

-if mira gets notes from secret admirers or letters from fans erza will proofread them. She is a living grammarly. she also just gets jealous

-through mira’s transformation magic she starts hiding her scars from battles when she starts modeling. erza doesn’t say anything about it but it pisses her off so bad because she thinks mira is gorgeous just the way she is. mira just tryin to make that bank now that she can’t work as a wizard 🔥 let her be

-they both dickride each other when they fight other people. especially in the grand magic games arc mira was picking everyone up and spinning them around and screaming BEAT THEIR ASS ERZA!!!!!! n meanwhile erza is just like Heh…. this was only 2% of her power… She could’ve PULVERIZED her…. like okaaay i see u!

#kibinevershutsthefuckup #kibitalk #erzajane #erza scarlet #mirajane strauss #fairy tail #i think this aort of counts as a longpost #a little bit.#whateva erzajane be upon ye

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mrs-russ · 2 days

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ch 3 & 4 of roommate!keegan because i said so

words: 1.7k

reading time: 6:06

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ch 3

me and my friend sam arrive at the club, his dark brown eyes zeroing in on the bar as we park nearby.

“you ready for some fun?” he says, shooting me a smile. i smile back, and i can’t help but get excited.

“yeah, maybe meet some hot dudes” i say, my lips curling into a smirk as i look at him. “you’ve been single for long enough”

“you know i’m not looking for any guys. i’m simply just trying to take your mind off of that douche you say is hot. i know he’s been a pain in your ass.”

“yeah, he has been. did i mention he’s about 36 and acts like that?”

“wowza” sam says, his choice of words making me laugh slightly.

we get out of the car and make our way into the club, the music loud and the lights almost blinding. “jesus, this is different from the other clubs i’ve been to” i say as i look at sam, his eyes scanning the area for a quieter place. everyone is everywhere, and it’s a little overwhelming, but we always manage.

we find a spot on the right side, near the bar. i order drinks but sam doesn’t, he’s the driver for tonight.

“so, tell me, what’s keegan got you all worked up about?” sam asks, his eyebrows raising as he sips his water.

i think to myself before responding “i don’t know, really… i’m starting to think i’m going crazy” i look at him slight askew.

“so it’s not just his body?” sam teases, my eyes narrowing playfully.

“no, not just his body. he’s got something about him, something just i can’t place my finger on.”

“well, let me list a few things. he’s dependent on you, he’s turning into an alcoholic, he’s lazy, messy, and he acts like a dick. which one of those do you prefer?”

i can’t help but smile, my hand covering my mouth subtly in an attempt to embarrassingly hide it.

“is it bad all those things are… oddly attractive?” i joke, my eyebrows raising in mock seriousness.

“do you need therapy?” sam asks playfully, taking a gulp of his drink.

“pretty sure i do” i respond in the same manner. me and sam have always gotten along, and he always finds ways to cheer me up.

“alright, enough about him, let’s dance” sam says, pulling me up from my seat.

i protest, but it’s to no avail against sam’s wrath, already in the middle of the dance floor before i can think about it.

“come on, loosen up, maybe find you a man tonight” he says, looking at me with a grin.

“sure as hell not taking him to my place” i say with a chuckle, the alcohol making me feel lighter as me and sam dance together, the thought of keegan successfully out of my mind.

soon enough i’ve had a little too many, and i’m grinding against a man i’ve never met, his hands on my body.

“how are you, pretty girl?” he murmurs in my ear, his breath tickling me.

“better now that your here” i say seductively, turning around to get a better look at him.

he’s a tall, handsome man with brown hair. his eyes the shape of an almond, and his lips just as big. he has a dimple on his right cheek when he smiles.

“glad to hear that” he says, and i shoot sam a subtle glance from across the room. he gives me a thumbs up, urging me on.

“so, handsome, what are your plans for the night?” i ask, my eyes looking up into his as i bite my lip.

“hm, well. it consists of me and you. if your interested of course.” he breathes out, and i giggle.

“sounds perfect to me” i reply, my body still moving against his.

“come over to mine” he whispers with his hands on my hips, making my body shiver “you won’t regret it”

goosebumps form on my skin, and i smile intently.

“lead the way”

ch4

i woke up with a terrible fucking headache this morning, all the drinking i did last night really kicking me in the ass. i’m not usually like this, i don’t drink a lot. but sometimes a man needs a break.

i know it’s a shitty excuse, even for me. i was in the military for years until i got discharged. PTSD they said, i wasn’t able to function on the battlefield anymore. shit sucked, but i had to suck it up.

now im here, acting like i dont give a shit about the person that’s basically helped me through it all. her actions don’t go unnoticed, but i pretend they don’t effect me, i just act like the same stoic asshole i was on the field, but god knows that’s anything but the truth.

i get pulled from my thoughts, the sound of a coffee machine bringing me back. it’s her just getting her morning coffee, a routine she’s had for who knows how long before we met.

i didn’t sleep, my mind consumed by her and the way i treated her. how could i be so stupid? i don’t want her to think im using her, but it damn well looks like it after the way i acted a few hours ago.

i’m embarrassed of myself. i’m dependent on her, becoming an alcoholic, lazy, messy, and i act like a total dick. i want to say sorry, but all i can do is hope she forgets about it.

i listen through my door to the living room for her, nothing but quietness greeting me. she must’ve fallen asleep.

i make my way out of my room quietly, looking at her as her feet are perched up on the coffee table. she always told me not to do that, but i never listened. guess she’s taking on my laziness now.

i watch her as she sleeps, moving closer to get a better look at her peaceful features.

she looks exhausted, and im the one to thank for that.

i kneel down in front of her, my rough hand reaching out to touch her delicate cheek. i wonder how she’d feel against me.

i push those thoughts aside, standing back up and retreating to my room. i know i have to wait, that time will only tell how this will go, but im hoping it turns out how i want it to.

i don’t realize how long ive been caught in my half sober thoughts until i hear the sound of her getting up. i look at the clock, realizing i need to get up or id rot in bed all day.

i make my way out of my room groaning, seeing her looking at me expectantly. her eyes almost pull me into a trance, and i quickly look away. “stop looking at me like that” i say, the words coming out ruder then expected.

she looks away quickly, grabbing something from the fridge and retreating to her room.

i stand in the kitchen as her door closes, my hand rubbing the back of my neck. i need to get my shit together.

after eating a bowl of cereal, i make my way back to my room, realizing i need to freshen up.

thank god we have separate bathrooms, that would just make everything worse.

i grab my phone and enter the bathroom, turning on the shower to a decent temp before getting in, washing away all my sorrows like a pitiful man.

and to think i was in the military, im weak now.

i quickly finish up my shower, as to not waste water, but as i move to dry off i realize i forgot my towel.

“fuck” i say to myself, thinking of a solution.

i pick up my phone and text her, “i forgot a towel, bring me one?”

i hear her getting up and grabbing a towel from her bathroom, opening the door to my room before making her way to the bathroom door, knocking on it.

“here” she says, my her hand reaching inside the bathroom, holding the towel.

i take the towel and wrap it around my waist, hearing her speak again.

“not even a thanks?” i smile to myself.

“yeah, thanks.” i say blandly, stepping out of the bathroom shortly after.

i expect her to turn around and walk away as i step out. but her reaction has me a little confused.

her eyes scan my body from head to toe, lingering on my tattoos and faint abs that i’ve let go on trying to maintain.

her eyes linger on the towel next, and i smirk at her, my arms crossing over my chest.

the action seems to snap her from her little world, her head turning away.

“ah, sorry” she mumbles, making her way out of the room quickly.

who knows? maybe this will go my way, after all.

i hear her giggling in her room, my mind wondering the possibilities of who or what it could be.

my thoughts get interrupted by a message on my phone, one of my friends i haven’t talked to in a while asking me if i want to catch up at a new club downtown.

knowing me right now, that’s the worst thing i could possibly do. surrounded by potential mistakes and alcohol that i have too much money to spend on. but im not complaining, who else is gonna spend it? and plus, a night out would be good for my head.

i text him back, my thumbs moving across my screen as i quickly type out “sure, man. sounds like fun to me. i’ll meet you at 10?”

i send the message, waiting for him to reply back.

i hope tonight is interesting enough.

i feel like my retinas are tired of watching tv all day, and i know i’m tired of it, my body catching up to me the more i lie around and do nothing.

i really need to start working out again.

he responds back as im in my thoughts, the message reading “sure, see you there! it’ll be fun, i promise.”

i place my phone down, rubbing my face.

fun, that word has basically lost meaning to me. but something inside me makes me feel like not all hope is gone.

please don’t flame me this is my first fic 🥲

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