#when a bitch says no pulp THERE BETTER BE NO PULP !!!!

[tatsumessy]

when you get hurt badly - {blade (honkai star rail)}

you and blade had been dating for a while now but you having a shy personality and blade having more of a cold personality you were always put off a bit. not in a bad way but in a way to where you don’t want to do anything that might jeopardize the relationship. you both hadn’t discussed anything as important comparing to the future cause you were both busy with work but ever now and then he would make it known to people that you were in a relationship.

whether you two were in the same vicinity he’d always stay at most five feet away from you or just hover behind you while you do whatever you were doing. other than that, that was the most stimulation the two of you had with each other. but then there were sometimes where so many people would ask you because you were more prone to be talked too if you and blade broke up and you would say no with a little hesitation. because you were confused as to why they were asking such a stupid question.

things like this made you reminisce on your relationship that you should’ve tried harder on. currently you and three other people were dispatched on a mission to a dangerous deserted town that housed dangerous thugs and vigilantes. this would’ve been a piece of cake if you weren’t stuck with trainees who had a smaller power level than you. they all got caught off gaye’s and got beaten to a pulp, you were yelling at the last girl to stand up while you fought some guy but she wasn’t moving.

fear struck and your assumption was that she was dead, that moment of hesitation and confusion got you punched in the face. the man then proceeded to step on your leg breaking it. screaming out in pain you pulled out your weapon and started swinging at the man. he didn’t take your half assed threat seriously as he pushed forward knocking you harder onto the ground, your head hit the concrete with such impact that before you passed out you could feel him stab you in your stomach then a familiar voice of your mentor.

when you woke up everything was foggy, you remembered everything but your head hurt like a bitch. “your awake.” your mentor spoke, you sat up ignoring the pain and reopening your wound up trying to figure if the girl was okay. “she is fine. lay back down so i can stitch you back up. you have a concussion, a busted lip, two broken ribs and a broken leg. and you’re worried about someone else. reckless.” you rolled your eye while biting on your fingernails, “this is my fault. i should’ve paid better attention…” you said staring and wincing at the needle piercing through your skin again.

“you did fine, apparently they knew you were coming and planned that attack. you did as best as you could y/n.” she said cutting the excess off then grabbed bandages to wrap around your waist. suddenly the room door swung open and it was the last person your were expecting. blade was rushing into the room frantically looking around for you. once his eyes locked with yours he walked over and pushed your mentor out the way then grabbed your face to look at you. “what the hell happened. first of all, why didn’t you tell me you were going out on a mission?”

“it was an easy one i could’ve done it in my sleep.” you responded darting your eyes away from him, he was awfully close and your face was starting to heat up. “yet here you are with a broken leg, busted lip, concussion and broken ribs y/n. like i said what the hell happened out there? who did this to you.” “i was protecting someone i was incharge of. rather me than her.” you said trying to push him away so you could get some breathing room but he stayed put.

“no, better her than you.” he placed his hands on his hips and glared down at you. “i’m okay, it wasn’t a big deal blade.” for a second you could see a slight red dark glow in his eyes, it quite frankly scared you. he turned towards your mentor, “can we have the room please.” she nodded her head yes then left the room quickly, even she could sense the tension between the two of you.

“do you have a death wish or something? you. could. have. died.” he said emphasizing each word, you felt like you were getting scolded by your parent but really it was just your overprotective boyfriend. “but i didn’t. i was doing my job protecting the trainees.” he sighed and rolled his eyes before sitting down right next to you on the already shaky bed. you looked at him in confusion, he put his arm around your shoulder and forced you to lean into him. “i wish you leaned on me more y/n. i know i haven’t done my best on trying to move our relationship forward but come on.”

you wanted to laugh at his facial expression to mask the pain that you were in because this was a momentous occasion. blade actually opening up to you which with the pain you were in already made you emotional. tears fell down your cheeks, you wrap your arms around his abdomen and cry into his chest. “it hurts so bad…and i felt so helpless” you whined out, he laughed softly at your crying happy that you weren’t hiding things from him anymore especially when you were in pain.

#hsr blade #blade x reader #blade x you #blade x y/n #blade x female reader #honkai star rail #blade honkai #hsr #hsr x reader #hsr x you #hsr x y/n #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you #blade honkai star rail

[kisskiss-slashslash]

You dont understand how many times I check ur blog for updates

Your wonderful in every possible way<3 I hope ur taking care of yourself<33

I’d also like to request slashers reacting to a dangerous victim approaching their s/o house and like hurting them badly and threatening the slashers to leave them alone or they’ll kill their s/o but in the end they underestimate their s/o and their s/o just knocks them out and keeps punching em

You don’t have to do this and I hope your doing great<333

I very much want to do this, even if it took a bit longer than I meant it to lmao

A dangerous victim threatening the slashers' S/O

Jason Voorhees

He curses himself when the victim loops their warm around your neck and presses you to their chest.

"Not a single step further or your friend here will suffer the consequences!"

You scoff. Does this spoiled little city brat actually think they got anything on you? An elbow to the gut quickly makes them release their hold on you, and you whirl around and add a punch to the face. And then another one. And another one.

The victim hardly has any time to fight back, and finally topples over, their face so messed up they are barely recognizable.

Jason hurries to your side to check on you. You blankly look at your blood-stained hands.

"I think I cut my knuckle on one of their teeth."

Vincent Sinclair

One of the victims got their hands on a crossbow from that one weapon shop in Ambrose. And you find yourself with the arrow pointed at you.

The victim glares at Vincent. "I'm warning you. One more step and you can use *them* for your wax sculpture instead of me."

Unfortunately for them, that little declaration distracted them, and they find themself disarmed ein being beaten to a bloody pulp with the very crossbow they had just used to threaten you with.

Once you sufficiently vented your anger on them, you finish them off with an arrow right between the eyes.

"Why do they always have to make it so hard on us", you sigh as you casually toss the weapon aside. Then you give Vincent an apologetic look. "Hope you won't have to do too much of remodeling to use them as a base, darling."

Freddy Krueger

It is admittedly especially stupid of this victim to they that they have *anything* on you. Freddy could just zap you to safety with a snap of his fingers, but this situation turns out to be rather entertaining.

"Back off, Krueger, I have your little toy!", the victim says, desperately holding onto you.

Freddy chuckles. "Think again, bitch. *They* have *you*."

And before they can even question what he said, you grab their arm, throw them to the ground and start going absolutely to town on them, while Freddy gives a running commentary.

"Oh, that looks like it hurts." "At least that bitch doesn't have to pay to get their nose fixed now."

"Do they still have teeth? They do? Well better get to fixing that."

He is absolutely enjoying this. Maybe even a bit too much.

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba almost accidentally hits you with his chainsaw when the escaping victim suddenly decides to use you as a human shield.

"Yeah, that's right, you monster. Wouldn't want anything to happen to your little friend here, right?"

Bubba looks at you, nervously licking his lips. You give him a comforting smile and nod before stomping on your assailant's foot with all your might and then whirling around and knocking them out cold.

"How!" Punch. "Dare!" Punch. "You!" Punch. "Scare!" Punch. "My!" Punch. "Bubsy!" Punch. Punch. Punch.

By the time you're done, the victim has been dead for a good minute or so. Bubba finally pulls you away from their remains and hugs you tightly, happy that you are unhurt.

#slasher x reader #jason voorhees x reader #bubba sawyer x reader #vincent sinclair x reader #freddy krueger x reader

[i-starcreamed]

Hey hi how are you I wanna ask for a headcannon if you’re not busy how about transformers animated starscream x cybertronian s/o who loves him a lot and get insanily angry when someone insult him or mocked him

i made the reader a con as well bc it makes more sense and I think tfa starscream was soo silly

TFA Starscream x Cybertronian!Reader

your relationship very much consists of him being like "Tell me something I don't know...no really keep telling me how great I am" whenever you give him a compliment

although Starscream isn't the best at expressing his feeling or the most affectionate, he appreciates all the affection you give him in his own different ways.

He says it's a privilege for you to be holding him the way you do, for you to kiss him, and for you to be the only bot he'd share the throne with. On especially softer days, he expresses this in a much more romantic way I promise

he often rants about that actually, about how you and he will rule over the Decepticons and will be the perfect power-couple, much better than Megathot. He does this dramatically as he puts one arm around your shoulders and the other gestures out into the distance towards whatever vision he is imagining (he is confessing his love for you)

He loves how fierce you are whenever you defend him from other bots

Someone insults him? You're not letting that happen, you're taking your weapons out and will NOT hesitate to kill a bitch

"Yeah, that's my conjunx everyone." Is something he would think/say as you're beating a particularly pesky bot to a pulp in the distance

He actually enjoys having someone to protect him and defend him though, but it's not like he'll ever admit that to you...

After YEARS of being humiliated and insulted by superiors and bots-alike, its a relief to have someone like you

he does not hold you back btw, bro wants to see the person that mocked him pay for it

Knowing that you're willing to do this for him, whenever you happen to get insulted or something he will NOT hold back either. They will feel the wrath of Starscream

#tfa x reader #transformers animated #tfa starscream x reader #starscream x reader #starscream #x reader #transformers headcanon #maccadam #cybertronian reader

[callaficcs]

⇢ protective taiga kagami ⇠

↳ ♡ — fluff || ｛ plot: family dinner with your family and boyfriend, taiga kagami, takes a turn when your cousin starts making snide comments ｝

↳ warnings: tw! offensive comments.

you were having dinner with your family, and your boyfriend, taiga. your brother, father and mother sat conversing with taiga when you reached for the bowl of potato salad, however this action was watched by your cousin - haizaki. he was a bit of a pain in the ass. he made snide comments about taiga, and complained and bitched about random things too.

haizaki's head rose and his signature smirk began to dance on his face, "oh, [y/n]. don't eat too much. taiga wouldn't want to be with a fatty," he commented. you lifted you head slightly, eyes and face void from any emotion, and set your utensils down, but said nothing. beside you, taiga's face went red with anger. gently, you placed a hand on his arm and shook your head slightly which made your aunty, haizaki's mother snort, and his sister scoff and roll her eyes.

throughout the dinner, you'd have to continue to listen to haizaki and his sister make remarks about what you wore, your makeup, your diet, your achievements; the works. still you said nothing and took snide comment after snide comment. yes, what they said hurt, but you'll be damned if anyone thought you'd let your cousins get the better of you. however, it was only until around the same time dessert came out that haizaki and his sister upped their insults.

"you don't need dessert, do you, [y/n]? you're already fat," haizaki's sister commented and thats when it hit a nerve. you weren't fat. in fact you were the fittest, right after taiga. you were a swimmer on the seirin high school team and you did boxing with taiga, and plates on alternating days. so if anything, you put them to shame in that regard. you got up from your seat, grabbed your coat from the coat room and left the house to sit in taiga's hellcat redeye.

as you settled into the car, you sighed, your mind kept replaying what you've been hearing the whole night. as time slowed, and your breathing relaxed, you dozed off, snuggled into one of taiga's real fluffy hoodies he'd brought with him just in case he felt cold. a tapping on the passenger side window startled you, making you jump from your sleep and your head snapped toward the window.

taiga had his knuckle raised from tapping on the window, and he peered at you through the glass. he signaled for you to open the window and you press on the window switch. taiga tilted his head and looked at you, "You not coming back up to finish eating?" he asked, his voice laced with slight worry. you shook your head and smiled half-heartedly. taiga nodded then tilted his head down to press a kiss on your jaw, "alright. give me 2 minutes. I'll go get your bag," he said and walked back into the house, only to imerge minutes later.

as he got closer to the car, you noticed blood on the corner of his lips, and the knuckles on his right hand was grazed. he got into the car, turned, put your bag in the backseat and revved the engine since you'd started it when it went into the house. you stayed silent for a few minutes after we'd pulled out of my parents driveway. "taiga? what happened?" you asked softly. "huh? oh nothing. why do you ask?" he responded, voice his usual gruffiness. "you've blood on your face and your knuckles look like they hurt," you added. he flexed his hand and placed it on my thigh, "I beat that cousin of yours to a pulp. I had to wait for you to leave before I did it though," he answered, "the stuff he was saying made my blood boil. I hope you didn't believe anything your cousins were saying. I love you just the way you are," he said softly as he breaked at a traffic light. you smiled and thread your fingers together, "I know. I love you too."

#anime #kagami taiga #x reader #aomine daiki #kuroko tetsuya #kuroko's basketball #fanfiction #manga #writers #knb #knb x reader #x y/n #knb x y/n #taiga kagami

[cowboyjigen]

MWUAH! or everyone deserves a kiss

warnings: you already know my soft draken agenda is back bitches, mentions of blood & fights,, it’s tokrev soo, mikey ice cream thief (derogatory), takemichi in desperate need of validation, angst in takemichi’s im sorry, chifuyu in a cat maid outfit (he lost a bet), use of the nickname kitty but reader says it

“you’re hurt.”

“i’m fine.”

“no,” grabbing his face lightly, you pull him to eye level “what happened i thought you and mikey were just going to hang out at his place?”

draken flushed not ready to give up the details of the night. “i’m fine, it was just a little scuffle.”

“you’re covered in blood, ken.” tracing your thumb over the scrape under his eye, he shutters. “let me clean you up.” it takes less force than you thought it would to drag him to the bathroom.

jumping up on the counter, you make quick work of the dried blood and dirt matted onto his face. eventually you hit a spot that hurt a little too much and tears prick his eyes. “oh, i’m sorry kenny. i didn’t mean to hurt you.” your hand falters in its movement.

“it’s okay, i promise.”

“here.” you place a delicate kiss onto the swollen skin and draken finds himself melting under it, “better?”

“much. thank you, love.”

“hey that’s my ice cream!” a semi guilty look crosses mikey’s face as he forces the spoon into his already full mouth, “no fair mikey!”

after swallowing he speaks up, “sorry!” with a giggle he takes another spoonful.

“hmph, that’s not nice manjiro.”

he catches himself stalling for a few seconds, “no! don’t call me that! you’re supposed to call me mikey, you only call me manjiro when you’re angry!” instead of replying you turn your head away and let out a small huff. “you’re mean.”

you look back at mikey, a small pout is on his face. next to his mouth are remains of the stolen ice cream and an idea pops into your head. leaning over the table, you place a kiss to the corner of his lips. he freezes but is quick you recalibrate, “you had ice cream on your face.”

“i’ll just have to steal your ice cream more then.”

he was being beaten to a pulp but still takemichi wouldn’t give up. he just kept getting back up, only to be pushed down again.

“takemichi please stop.” all you could do was watch as he attempted to defend you against the older boys.

“no, i can’t.” he wiped the blood from his nose. his hair was flat against his forehead from the sweat. “need to prove i can protect you.”

the other delinquents laughed at him, kicking him in the chest again. before long they got bored and left. and in the silence of the ally way, sobs filled the air.

“i’m sorry. i’m sorry i couldn’t protect you better.” a quivering takamichi looked up at you from the ground. tears and blood ran together downwards, staining his white shirt and the concrete below.

kneeling down you take his face in your hands, “you’ve don’t enough, i’m proud of you.” sealing the words with a kiss to his head, takemichi breaks down once again. eventually he’ll be fine but for now he just wants to keep you close.

he should have won. he’s pretty sure kazutora rigged it. but here chifuyu is, standing outside his pet shop wearing a maid outfit and cat ears.

stifled laughter comes from his left as he attempts to shield is face. “fuyu? what are you wearing that for?”

looking over he’s met with the faces of you, hinata, and emma. a blush covers his cheeks— he doesn’t think this could get more embarrassing. “lost a bet with kazutora.” he sulks, gesturing lightly to the ears on his head.

“well that’s not exactly how i thought this would go but whatever.” he looks down to the package in your hands, “i brought lunch, i was hoping we could eat together but if you’re busy it’s okay.”

he quickly starts to open the door before ushering you inside and towards the back, leaving the other girls to wander around the store. he throws the ears off his head as he delicately takes the neatly wrapped box from your hands. “thank you for bringing lunch.”

“of course.” the two of you start to enjoy the home cooked meal in silence. eventually you finish and chifuyu no longer has an excuse to avoid his punishment. he solemnly puts the ears back on his head before walking you to the door.

“if it makes you feel better, you look pretty cute.”he blushes again when a quick kiss is placed on his lips. “i’ll see you at home, kitty.”

#tokyo revengers #draken #draken x reader #draken imagine #draken one shot #draken blurb #sano manjiro x reader #sano manjiro #sano manjiro imagine #sano manjiro blurb #sano manjiro one shot #takamichi hanagaki #takamichi x reader #takamichi imagine #takamichi one shot #takamichi blurb #chifuyu x reader #chifuyu blurb #chifuyu one shot #chifuyu imagine #ken ryuguji #ken ryuuguji x reader #ken ryuuguji imagine #ken ryuguji x reader #tokrev #tokyo revenegers x reader #toman x reader #toman imagine #toman one shot #tokyo revengers imagine

[lya-dustin]

Delirium

de·​lir·​i·​um:an acute mental disturbance characterized by confused thinking and disrupted attention usually accompanied by disordered speech and hallucinations.

Or a small au for All is Bliss where Aemma misscarries and in her delirium beats the shit out of Alicent.

Inspired by that scene in Magnificent Century where a delirious Hürrem beats the shit out of Hatiçe who cursed her.

Tw: violence, misscarriage, madness and implied murdere

Aemma had known her misery would only go from bad to worse.

The Stranger is not done taking from her and the first week as Aegon’s Queen and Prisoner ends with blood just as it began.

She had felt the pains, seen the blood as the dawn began after another sleepless night.

Aemond holds her despite the bloody sheets, comforting her and himself for the death of their baby.

And yet, Aemma doesn’t grieve for it like he and the rest of the keep do.

She is burning on hatred, on rage, on grief for her mother, her grandmother and everyone who has died because of the war she never wanted.

She hates her. She hates Alicent now more than ever.

Alicent who no longer has the precious heir she wanted, Alicent who killed her mother and her baby sister, Alicent who ruined her life in the name of duty.

They give her milk of the poppy for the pain, for the sleepless nights and yet she roams the halls like a ghost because she cannot rest until Alicent and Aegon are dead.

The young queen sees her at the end of the hall, a green thing shrouded by a black web. A black spider web only she sees since they day they brought her back here in chains. Webs that emanate from Alys who sits in them like a green spider.

She’s told no one about those webs lest they think she has gone mad, but it all makes sense now.

Alicent had used Alys to kill her mother and take the throne.

“You should rest.” The auburn haired woman says with concern. As if she truly cared about her well-being.

Aemma only scoffed at her words. “I will rest when you are dead, your grace.”

“Aemma, you are grieving, you are in pain, you do not mean that.” The bitch of the Hightower continues speaking in a calm tone, almost motherly, as if she did not spend her entire adult life making others miserable.

Even worse, she comes and tries to touch her.

Aemma has always recoiled from her touch ever since she was child, there was always something about Alicent that made her feel sick to her stomach even then.

Now she knows why.

This time in her revulsion at feeling her clammy pale hands on her, the young queen reacts with violence.

She slaps the hand away and when her goodmother tries again, she hits harder and then the slaps turn to punches and before she knows it, Aemma is straddling her as she beats her to bloody pulp.

She is screaming, obscenities and cursing her the seventh hell for murdering her mother.

No one stops her, no one comes. Not Criston who’s too busy elsewhere, not her maids who fear her, not Alys who knows she will hang or burn or be split apart by carts because she won’t stop until she’s dead as well.

It is cathartic, primal and something she’s never been allowed to do. No wonder men are always in better moods after a spar or a melee or a hunt.

Sometimes what you need is violence. Sometimes what you need is to kill those who wronged you.

Aemma leaves the hall in the same daze she walked in with and wakes up with no recollection as to why her fists are raw and bloody.

She only knows it's been the first time in a week that she’s managed to sleep in peace.

#aemma velaryon #aemond targaryen x velaryon!oc #all is bliss(in the court of aemma the great) fic #alicent hightower #for context alicent is the villain of the fic #tw miscarriage #tw violence #tw drugs

[ethngeo]

wanna go skateboard?

summary: scaramouche had a bad day. good thing he has some cool friends who will surely make his day better, right??  feat. scara, kazuha, albedo, and tighnari.

tw: modern au, drugs, albedo eating spiders, curse words.

words: 888

Things weren't supposed to be like this for him today, Scaramouche thought. 

Not only did he get into an argument with his sister, which caused those stupid angry tears to start falling from his eyes, making his mother give him that disgusting look of concern, but his skate park was way too crowded as well. He stood outside and watched as people walked all over his territory. An overly familiar glare set on his face. It seemed he hasn't spent all of his daily dose of rage just yet. If only he could beat all those people to a pulp and watch them scramble away in fear, he'd be a fulfilled man. 

He bit his lower lip and clenched his dark red skateboard so hard it felt as if it was going to break at any time, and it would if it wasn't for a gentle hand suddenly placed on his shoulder. He didn't even have to look at who it was when white locks appeared in his peripheral vision.

''You look like you're seconds away from murdering someone, scara.''

''Maybe i am'' he replied sarcastically, the glare never leaving his face. He wondered if he'd get wrinkles at old age for doing it so much. Nah, probably not. He's too pretty for that.

''What, don't tell me the great scaramouche is afraid of a few people'' kazuha teased. ''Me? Afraid?? As if! The more people, the more gaping mouths being amazed at my rad skills''

 

''Sure, sure. Show them your 'rad skills' then, instead of just glaring at them.'' kazuha said, moving on from the bluenette to the skate park. He wasn't nervous, he told himself, he wasn't! He let out a sigh and took a deep breath. Putting on his best mask of confidence and superiority, and he finally took off to the park as well.

All eyes were on him the second he set foot on the ground. They knew who he was. They were gonna scram even without the use of force, he thought as he looked around for his friend. He soon saw kazuha waving at him, sitting with Albedo, the nerd from the science department, and Tighnari, the best student in the biology department. Both were considered geniuses by all students, as well as the teachers, even if their 'ideas' could only be perceived as...quirky. Albedo, when asked about his goals for the future always responded with 'I wish to discover the truth of this world' and he always said it with such seriousness that people didn't bat an eye at it. Tighnari, when asked a similar question, would respond with 'My duty is to research and preserve the ecosystem'. however, only a few people knew their other, less serious side. for example, that albedo liked eating spiders, and tighnari would literally chomp on every mushroom that was in his vicinity.

As scaramouche approached the three, he could already smell the aroma of dope in the air.

''You're on it already? On second thought, of course you are''

Tighnari turned, smiling with red eyes ''Want some?''

''Shhh, listen... You can hear what the wind is saying'' kazuha cut in. Scaramouche could only roll his eyes and take the joint extended his way. Albedo looked at him with a frown, already stoned too and suddenly pointed at him ''I'll tell your mom, i'll tell that bitch exactly what's going on.''

''Shut the fuck up, our moms know each other you idiot, she’ll tell yours right after and then we’re both screwed.''

''You are grown-ass adults, why you are scared of your mothers is beyond me.'' Tighnari judged, as he always does. ''Oh, you don't know their moms. They're scary. i went to Albedo once for a project, and the cold gaze she sent my way still haunts my dreams at night.'' kazuha shivered at the memory ''But at least klee is nice.'' 

Albedo perked up at that. ''Klee?? Where's Klee??'' He started hiding everything he had in panic, afraid of his little sister seeing anything inappropriate, fiddling with the zippers of his bag as if he had forbidden knowledge in there. ''See, you broke the poor guy, apologise.'' Tighnari punched kazuhas shoulder, hard. So hard the Kaedehara toppled over Albedo, making him fall face first on the ground and fall down the ramp they were sitting at. In the last second, he caught scaramouche’s sleeve,

"Wha-OOF"

And even though he looked harmless, the fucker was strong, as he unconsciously pulled Scaramouche down with him. They plummeted 20 feet down before turling over one another and finally stopping. They continued to lay there for a few seconds longer. Albedo wasn't even moving. At this point, Scara started to think he got knocked out. The blunette turned his head towards the other two, who were laughing their asses off on top of the ramp like two high school girls finding out their friend embarrassed themselves in front of their crush. He glared at them so hard he was sure he’ll get wrinkles soon.

''im going to fucking kill you both. That is not a threat. That is a promise.''

At the end of the day, none of them actually did any skating.

a/n: hiii. i wrote this in like 20 minutes, so sorry if there are any mistakes. hope you enjoyed!

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact x reader #scaramouche #genshin scaramouche #albedo #genshin albedo #kazuha #kazuha kaedehara #genshin kazuha #tighnari #genshin tighnari #genshin impact tighnari #genshin impact scaramouche #genshin impact albedo #genshin impact kazuha #scaramouche x reader #wanderer x reader #albedo x reader #kazuha x reader #tighnari x reader #genshin fluff #genshin crack #they're high on naku weed fr #gold #genshin gold #rhinedottir #genshin rhinedottir #genshin impact headcanons #my writing

[k9wa]

Hi!! Hope ur having a good day, since requests are open can you consider doing this?

Valhalla! Kazutora secret dating one of his members sibling? The first time they met is in the arcade where his soon-to-be s/o was handing their siblings valhalla jacket cause they rushed outta the house and forgot it

Ignore if complicated tho

༉ 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔! featuring hanemiya kazutora.

SYNOPSIS ︴kazutora can’t help but love having you as his little secret to keep.

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CONTENT ︴fluff, gn reader (they/them used,) wc 1.06k

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NOTE ︴for the sake of this timeline just imagine kazutora doesn't go to jail and baji is alive and well thx. also this is my first request so i hope u enjoy it!!

kazutora swore the thick layer of smoke hanging heavy in the air was clogging in his lungs more than the actual lit cigarette in his mouth. the old hunk of metal behind him, still containing a few small rubber balls and other prizes, was uncomfortable on his back as he leaned against it lazily, head thrown back to look at the ceiling.

nothing had happened within or around valhalla in days, he was bored. he had thought about going around and starting fights with some other wannabe gangs in the area, beating them to a bloody pulp just to scratch that itch in the back of his brain, but he knew it was only temporary entertainment. he pushed his palm into his eyes, a dull sigh mixed with the strong scent of tobacco crawling its way out of his lungs.

“oi!”

kazutora’s ears practically twitched towards the voice he didnt recognize, eyes snapping towards the arcades' muddied glass doors. he witnessed an interaction between one of his captains, chrome, and some person he’s never seen in his life. someone who to him, was rather eye-catching. he watched as they took a single step into the establishment, grabbing chrome’s arm to grab his attention further, and handed him their signature white jacket. the two exchanged a few words before this newly discovered individual walked out with a wave.

he isn’t sure why he chased after them, what possessed him to stomp out his smoke and make his way out the doors in pursuit, but his legs were moving before he got a chance to figure it all out.

“hey, hey!”

you turned around, the pitter patter of footsteps approaching you filling your ears, grabbing your attention. a bouncing head of black and blonde hair had followed you outside.

you’d seen him around once or twice, sometimes he’d swing by your house on his bike to pick up your brother for whatever meeting they had that day, but that was about all you knew.

“oh, hey.”

you stopped walking so you could speak to him, kazutora stopped as well. upon coming to a stand still, it dawned upon kazutora that he, for lack of a better term, had no fucking game, nor any idea what to say to you now that you were in front of him. oh god, he’s staring, what does he do—

“um, are you okay?”

the confusion coating your features, with a subtle furrow in your brow snapped the boy back into reality.

“yeah! yeah sorry—” he cleared his throat, “i just haven’t seen you around before.”

he rubbed the back of his neck, a clumsy smile tugging at his lips. why was he nervous?

“oh, yeah, i don’t come around very often.” you stuffed your hands into the pockets of your zip up. 

“my brother forgot his jacket and i knew he was gonna bitch about it later, so i just ran it over.” 

the chuckle you let out had kazutora’s palms sweating, the feeling was so foreign to him.

“ooh, you’re chome’s sibling?”

a tilt of his head made his earring jingle, his hair bouncing lightly alongside the sound. you nodded, rocking on your heels slightly as the awkward silence hung heavier and heavier.

“um— i really should be getting home now, chome doesn’t like when i stick around too long, so..”

you began to turn on your heel.

“yeah, yeah. sorry to keep you.”

and that was all that was exchanged before you began your journey back down the sidewalk, yet once again, kazutora isn't sure what possessed him to take another few steps after you.

“wait—”

you halted, turning back around.

“we should—you and i should hangout sometime. if you wanna.”

the way his earring jingled more as he looked down at his feet to hide the hues of pink creeping up to his cheeks was charming. you never had much interest in valhalla, or its members, but something about this one just…peaked your interest.

“you asking for my number?” you smiled and bent down to meet his gaze that did everything in its power to avoid you.

“depends, am i gonna get it if i am?”

—

it had been around 6 months since kazutora had chased you out of an old arcade, and 3 since you had started dating. you were still sitting comfortably in the honeymoon phase of your relationship, enjoying your time together as teenagers being teenagers, things were easy with you two, they were fun. 

there was only one, teeny tiny, minuscule, bump in the road. when kazutora had asked you out, you didn’t think twice about saying yes, you were ecstatic when he’d properly confessed! but you had him agree on one small condition.

chome could not know you were dating him.

the reason being he would either minorly lose his shit, or majorly lose his shit, and both were outcomes you wanted to avoid entirely, at least for a little while. luckily for you, kazutora was rather understanding, and agreed to keep things on the low until you decided it was a good time to tell him.

so there you were, with hanemiya’s head rested in his favourite spot atop your thighs, the only light source in your room coming from the screen of your laptop at the foot of your bed as it played some tv show the two of you had started together.

kazutora’s bike was parked around the corner, and he had gotten into your room through the window, a routine you had developed for when your brother and parents had long gone to sleep.

as much as part of kazutora wanted to show you off, and be with you more openly, the other part of him was almost glad that you had wanted to keep this under wraps, that you were his little secret to keep.

kazutora turned his head to look up at you, the familiar jingle of his earring you’d become so fond of grabbing your attention, your eyes fell into his. you always thought he had the prettiest eyes.

“what?” you smiled.

“nothin’, just like lookin’ at you.”

“you’re cheesy.”

kazutora reached a hand up to your cheek, pulling you down to place an innocent kiss to your lips. your smile only grew as you gladly returned the gesture.

he wished things could stay this way forever, just you and him, and no one else.

⠀ master. ꒱ send me an ask!

#hanemiya kazutora #kazutora hanemiya #kazutora tokyo revengers #kazutora x reader #kazutora x y/n #kazutora x you #kazutora scenarios #kazutora fluff #kazutora hcs #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev imagine #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo rev #tokyo revengers fanfiction #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers hcs #tokyo rev hcs #UNEARTHLY

[poppyseedoncaffeine]

More incorrect quotes cuz art blocks a bitch

Lunar: We have to plan, we have to figure something out. Monty: Lunar, when have any of our plans ever actually worked? We plan, we get there, all hell breaks loose.

Moon: No, this is not a mess. You know what I consider a mess? Foxy: Your life? Moon: I- well yes, but-

Lunar: I am very small and I have no money, so you can imagine the kind of stress that I'm under.

Monty: Unpopular opinion, not all dogs are good boys. Foxy: Blocked. Monty: Sometimes, they’re good girls! Foxy: UNBLOCKED!

Sun, wiping tears from their eyes: If you love someone, set them free. If they come back, it’s meant to be… Moon: I’m literally just going to the store.

Sun: We wouldn’t last two minutes without Earth. Sun: Sun: Don’t tell them I said that.

Sun: Why do you keep a diary?! Monty: To keep secrets from Computer.

Lunar: Why aren't there friend pick up lines? Pick up lines to make friends like- Lunar, to Earth: Hey, that's a cute outfit. You know where it would look better? On nobody else, because you're a beautiful individual. Monty, to Foxy: Be my friend or I'll set your entire family on fire. Moon: There are two types of people.

Moon: We can't eat. Why are you making pancakes? Sun: For the cats. Moon: Why are you making pancakes for the cats? Sun: They don't know how.

Monty: Y'know, I once knew a man who said to me: “When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.” He also had a pair of sideburns that would cause even Jude Law’s face to weep in forfeit. You put those lemons in a sack and beat your enemies with ‘em! And maybe if you beat ‘em hard enough the bag will split open and lemon juice will spray into their eyes, causing intense burning pains as you crush them into a citrus-y pulp! Foxy: Wait, wait, wait, wait. Their heads or the lemons? Monty: Whatever caves first!

Sun: How the hell are you still alive? Bloody & Harvest: Honestly, I’m just as confused as you are.

Moon: It's not like I try to blow things up, exactly. It just sort of happens. You've got to admit though, fire is fascinating.

Bloody: Thank you for not saying "I told you so." Harvest: When you’re as right as I am, you don’t have to say it. *Both look at the fiery inferno before them as Sun angrily emerges from the flames holding a Barrel and a dead Eclipse*

KC: The saying “it is better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission” no longer applies to Bloody & Harvest.

The only proper way to lie to Lunar:

Lunar: Can I have some? Monty, mouth full of cheesecake: It's really spicy, you wouldn't like it. *Proceeds to buy a huge ass cheesecake for Lunar*

Monty: Watcha doin? Sun: Stealing my neighbor's cat. Monty: Scandalous. Monty: Can I help?

Sun: It’s Pride Month, you know what that means! Lunar: I get to eat as many Skittles as I want? Sun: What? No! What has Monty been telling you? Monty, walking in, pouring Skittles into their mouth: Taste the rainbow, bitch.

KC: I'm having a baby. Rays: Oh, congradu- Bloody & Harvest wanting a better version of Eclipse, slamming adoption papers onto the table: It's you, sign here.

Demon: Hey, I took your soul last month and- Monty: No returns. Demon: sobbing But it's making me sad…

Monty: Sorry it took so long to bail you out of jail. Lunar: No, it was my fault. I shouldn't have used my phone call to prank call the police station.

Lunar: Can I go to the pool? Monty: Sure, we’ll go as soon as I’m free. Lunar: No, can I go by myself? Monty: You don’t want to go with me? Lunar: You just go around challenging random people to cannonball contests. Monty: It’s the only way to establish dominance.

Eclipse: I’m not so sure you’re stakeout material. Rays: I’m a chronic insomniac, I was born for this.

Rays: Moon won’t come out of their room! Lunar: Just tell them I said something. Rays: Like what? Lunar: Anything factually incorrect. Rays, shrugging: If you say so. Moon, arriving moments later: Did you just say the Pluto is a Star?

Monty: slams books down in front of KC Monty: Boil up some Mountain Dew. It’s gonna be a long night. Moon: You could of said literally anything else. Monty: Cauldron boil and cauldron bubble, Baja Blast to fuel my trouble. Moon: I’m going to just stop challenging you when you say random shit. I won’t win. I realize this now.

Eclipse: Be careful, I thrive on negative attention.

Moon: I've connected the two dots. Rays: You didn't connect shit. Moon: I've connected them.

Lunar: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me? Eclipse: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it. Monty: Three of us saw it, Eclipse. How do you explain that? Eclipse: points at Sun Sleep deprivation. points at Monty Paranoia. points at Moon Delusional personality disorder.

Moon: We need a plan to beat Eclipse. Rays: Okay, listen up. First, we fill their shoes with wet cat food. Moon: Rays: Judge me all you want, I get results.

Lunar: Tell them to eat shit, Rays. Rays: Tell them yourself. Lunar: Eat shit, asshole. Fall of your horse. *Rays nodding behind Lunar*

Eclipse: What are you talking about Monty? You love it here! Monty: I'm not sure I do, I think I've just developed Stockholm syndrome.

#sun and moon show #sun and moon show eclipse #sun and moon show lunar #sun and moon show kill code #sun and moon show earth #sun and moon show montgomery gator #sun and moon show sun #sun and moon show moon #sams good eclipse #Foxy

[jaycewrites-192000]

Tough Little Devil

Summery: When faced against some old foes, Y/n thought she had it in the bag, until they decided to play dirty...(Ig you can call this a sequel to You're Grounded?)

Paring(s): Platonic!Nahoya "Smiley" Kawata x Platonic!Little Sister!Reader x Platonic!Souya "Angry" Kawata

Warning(s): Reader gets beaten up, harsh language, mentions of blood, violence, slight angst with a happy end

You stare at your phone with a scowl as you read the text your older brother Smiley sent you. He said that he and Angry would both had some business they had to deal with involving Toman and some other gang who was getting too comfortable around their turf. So they would be a little late coming to pick you up.

With a sigh you put away your phone and gather your things and placed them in your bag. On the way out of your class you spotted a few of your friends, after catching up with them they offered to walk you to the school gates. You gladly accepted, and you were on your way, chatting as you went.

"So they didn't show today? I was wondering why I didn't see them around. Usually they're always on time." One of your friends spoke, referring to your brothers. "Right? No one was cowering in fear or screaming, so I figured something was off." The other laughed. There was truth to that, any time your brothers would come to pick you up, people who had common sense didn't get in their way or interfere. Unless they wanted to end up beaten and made an example out of.

This only counted for the guys, otherwise Smiley and Angry would just scare the girls off. He wouldn't always mean to, but his demeanor spoke louder than his intensions.

"Yeah. Those two couldn't behave themselves if their lives depended on it. Well...Souya has some self control, unlike Nahoya."

"Aaaand Nahoya is the blue hair one right?"

You laugh and shake your head. "No, that's Souya."

"I swear, you think the different hair colors would help you tell them apart."

You rolls your eyes. "You sound just like Chifuyu."

The conversation lasted until the three of you made it to the gates, where your friends waved you goodbye before leaving. And once again, you were left alone. You sigh and set your bag down, lightening the weight of it from your shoulder. "They better not land themselves in the hospital after this." You mutter as you lean against the gate.

An hour had passed since you were waiting, eventually you got bored and decided to walk home yourself. Normally you would have done this anyway, but your brothers were insistent that you wait for them. 'It's too dangers to go alone', they would say. But it only took about twenty minutes to go from the school back home on foot, so it couldn't be that bad right?

And so here you were, walking alone taking in the nice evening sunset. "I guess I should have called them so they didn't think I just disappeared." You say as you grab your phone. You called Angry first, but he didn't answer. The same thing happened when you tried calling Smiley. "Ugh. Really guys?"

You decided to just send them a quick text before continuing on your way.

Just as you were half way there, you heard someone yell out something from behind. You stop in your tracks as you recognized the voice. Turning, you were faced with the same two jerks who had insulted your brothers, the same jerks you beat to a pulp for doing so not two weeks ago. Narrowing your eyes, you place your hand on your hip. "What do you bozos want? Didn't get enough last time?"

"Tsk! I'd watch what I said bitch, before you get hurt!" One of them yelled, making you smirk. "Before I get hurt? Did I whoop your asses so hard that you forgot?" You begin to continue walking. "You two ain't shit."

"Heh, oh we ain't?" The other chuckled. "Then what about if we had a little backup?"

You furrow your brows as five more guys showed up, each one laughing and grinning, thinking that you were going to be an easy target. "This the girl that beat you? Bullshit! She don't look like much!" One of the new guys challenged.

"Woooow." You said, unamused. "You really need this many people to take on one girl? Man, you guys are nothing but a bunch of little bitches. I pity you."

One of the guys who was talking before smirked. "We'll see who needs pity...Kill the bitch!"

And just like that it was on...

Smiley scrolled through his texts as he read the message his sister had sent him. "Bad news little bro." Angry glances at his brother, who looked just as angry as he did, despite his grin. "Our sister's an idiot."

As the fight, well if you can even call it a fair fight, went on, you became more and more worn down. But not before you managed to take down a few guys. However, there were still plenty standing.

"I'm surprise little missy here can actually throw a punch!"

"Maybe she really is related to those devil twins!'

"Yeah, but she's no where near as strong as they are! Just look at her! Already about to keel over!"

You didn't have much room to argue, you were exhausted. Blood dripped down your chin and nose, your eye throbs in pain from being punched, and your arms and legs were about to give out. With a pant your raised your fists back up. "Come on." You challenged.

One of the men threw a punch that you just barely dodged, he made up for it by kicking you in the gut. "Ack!" More blood left your mouth before you fell to the ground. You gasped, desperately trying to get some air back in your lungs. "See what'd I tell ya?" The same guy who hit you turned to the remaining ones. He towered over you, placing his foot over your chest harshly, causing you to groan in pain.

"You may be related to those devil twins, but you ain't no where near their level. You're just another weak and helpless girl." You tightly shut your eyes, trying to keep in the frustrated tears that threatened to fall. "So, where's your big brothers now huh?"

The sound of a motor caught the attention of the group of men, they all turned their heads to see a motorbike pull up, driven by someone they're gonna wish they never met.

"T-There he is hehe..." You weakly laugh.

Smiley had gotten off his motorbike and approached the scene. Though, something was very off about Smiley. Your eyes widened and your breath involuntarily left your lungs as you noticed...

That Smiley...was not smiling.

"You know, it takes a lot to really piss me off." Smiley began, his voice absent of his usual easy going charm. "Sure, I get mad every now and then...but when it comes down to my family getting hurt..." Smiley's eyes opened ever so slightly to glare at the man who still had his foot on your chest. You were not his target but still, you couldn't help but feel uneasy by his expression.

"I get absolutely fucking livid."

Before anyone knew what happened, the guy standing on you was knocked to the ground, unmoving. Smiley turned to the other few remaining men. "Who's next?'

By the time it was all over, Smiley was the only one left standing. The beating he had received, were all marks of the fight he had along with Toman just before showing up. Other than that, these clowns didn't leave a single scratch on him.

He was exhausted though, but he ignored it for now. Stepping over a few unconscious bodies to get to his sister. "Hey...you good?" He asked, his smile still not returned to his face. You avoid his gaze, looking down with a slight nod. "Can you stand?"

You brought yourself to a stand, and immediately felt your legs begin to give out. Smiley caught you before you fell. Before you knew it, Smiley had you on his back, walking away from the aftermath of the fight. The walk home was a quiet one, that is until Smiley finally broke the heavy silence.

"So...wanna explain?"

Not really, is what you wanted to say. But that wouldn't get you anywhere with Smiley. "I didn't want to..." You muttered. "I was going to walk away but...then more of them showed up and..." You trailed off. "I would have gotten beaten up either way. I'm not strong like you or Souya."

Smiley was silent. He couldn't help but feel for his little sister. "All because we didn't show up on time. This wouldn't have happened if we did." He said, tilting his head up slightly. "It wont happen again sis. I promise."

You nod and relaxed a little. "Where is Souya?" You asked. "I told to hang back since he was hurting from the fight. We should be lucky he wasn't here, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to stop him from turning into the ogre." You shutter at the thought, you only ever saw your brother turn into said ogre once, and hopefully that won't change.

"You were pretty scary too Nahoya...I never saw you frown like that." It had been forever since you've seen your brother's eyes. So long that you forgot the color of them. "What do you expect? I see some punk ass beating up on my sister and you think I'm not going to get mad? But I am sorry you had to see that."

"You really lived up to your devil nickname, only without the smiling." You joked, laughing weakly. Smiley finally cracked a tiny grin. "Yeah? Well, I think you just earned a new nickname after today."

"I did? What?" You ask curiously. "Little devil!" Smiley declared. "Huh? What do you think? The Devil Twins and their tough devilish sister." Smiley continued. "You fought like hell back there, I'm proud of you. But also, never get hurt like that again, or I really will end up killing someone."

You giggle and relax against your brother. "Yeah, I'll try my best."

Bonus:

"What the hell happened to her!?" Angry yelled as he saw the state of his little sister. You smile awkwardly. "I uh...got into another fight. Against my will! Also! They fought dirty so it's not my fault!"

"Smiley!?" Angry looked to his brother for further context. "This tough little devil just can't stop picking fights." Smiley chuckled.

"I said it wasn't my fault this time!"

"She's a lot like us huh?" Smiley smirked. "Tsk, maybe more like you." Angry muttered. "What was that?" Smiley's smile twitched. Angry ignored him. "Come on sis, let's get you patched up."

[stranded-labyrinth]

Angsttttt

Just read a fic where will found Hannibal in Florence and was jealous AF about Antony diamond. But they worked it out and shit.

Let me raise you, Will ‘already horrible self worth/esteem issues’ Graham, leaving the second he sees Hannibal flirting with a guy who looks just like him, minus the myriad of ugly scars. And homie has a badddd self destructive habit already. So he heads to the closest bar with the intention to get black out drunk and find someone to take his mind off Hannibal. But then ends up running out of the bar because he’s gotten into a fist fight and beaten the guy to a pulp. (Projecting much will?)

But know he’s thinking, why not just kill that bitch, Hannibal was with? And not with his fists with a gun, the man doesn’t deserve any form of intimacy.

So as one does he finds the guys address and sneaks in, only to find Hannibal THERE. And in a fit of absolute hatred shoots Antony dead in the head. No guilt, Before turning on Hannibal. Who’s looks like he’s about to have a heart attack, before noticing it’s Will. And he smiles and gos to talk before Will interrupts him.

“It doesn’t matter what I do, does it? I’ll never be enough for you, you have your fun with me then throw me out, when I’ve grown boring”

before taking the gun off Hannibal. And ATTEMPTING to shoot himself, but Hannibal smacks the gun off course. So he ends up shooting himself in the arm (like where chiyoh shot him) and passes out from blood loss.

Then the rest of the fic would be Hannibal trying to fix the damage he’s done

i'll be so honest, there's been about 50 different flavors of this happening in my mind at any given time

Hannibal being an absolute shit with how he's gone about he and Will's relationship can spring so many different versions of this, to the point where i've desperately wanted to write something with it but i've struggled with knowing exactly how to go about it, because there's just so many ways to do it that i can't settle for one

personally, i don't tend to go the route of Will trying to kill himself if only because he's relatively used to stewing in depression, but teetering on the edge is not to say that something couldn't push him over the edge. the way i always imagine it is him, as usual, resigning himself to this life. he's drained of the joy of it, left with bitterness and resentment and aching, and yet this time around he also just feels so painfully empty. there's a hollow void that isn't going to be filled, Hannibal's made that abundantly clear through his lack of action, so why bother hoping? once again, just another person Will isn't good enough for. he exists to understand Hannibal and that's it, nothing further. no other meaning.

and, of course, Hannibal doesn't enjoy his Will without his passion, so he'd know something's amiss pretty quickly. but he's not going to ask so directly, he's going to poke and prod and guide, but Will's too tired and convinced his little world with Hannibal will never get better than what it is and he's too tired and he wants to go home but doesn't even know where home is anymore, because apparently it's not with him.

Will's feeling like a discarded toy, tossed aside when it became old hat only to be picked up when the owner gets curious.

he's not engaging in their little philosophical back and forths. he's not killing. he comes to bed, if only to lay curled up on his side, facing away from Hannibal, laying still until his grief for something he never had becomes a physical thing in the room and Hannibal has to reach out to him just to be able to breathe again.

of course, Will would break eventually, but until then he's just going day to day, mind on the bleak past and even bleaker future until it makes for a bleak present, and Hannibal's watching the life leave his eyes while being completely ignorant to it being his fault.

sometimes i think he'd stay and everything would break down that way, sometimes i think he'd leave (or try to) and Hannibal would go looking for him, because after all this time, Hannibal refuses to be without him. not again.

but like i said, all the intricacies of it could be so different that it's difficult to actually jot down.

#HEAVY tw for discussions of depression and suicide here everyone #be careful

[billdecker]

I’ve spent nine months perfecting my 40th birthday party playlist and I think I have it. It’s split up into kinda eras/musical obsessions of my life and songs that mean a lot to me/remind me of people no longer in my life, so here we are...

Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes

I Predict a Riot - Kaiser Chiefs

Apply Some Pressure - Maximo Park

Banquet - Bloc Party

Michael - Franz Ferdinand

Mirror Kissers - The Cribs

Take Me Out - Franz Ferdinand

Somebody Told Me - The Killers

Fell In Love With a Girl - The White Stripes

One Step Beyond - Madness

The Sound of the Suburbs - The Members

Jilted John - Jilted John

Anarchy in the UK - Sex Pistols

Teenage Kicks - The Undertones

Ever Fallen in Love - Buzzcocks

Going Underground - The Jam

Rock the Casbah - The Clash

Once in a Lifetime - Talking Heads

It Doesn’t Have to Be This Way - The Blow Monkeys

Everybody Wants to Rule the World - Tears for Fears

The Look of Love - ABC

Wishing I Was Lucky - Wet Wet Wet

Breakout - Swing Out Sister

Yes Sir, I Can Boogie - Baccara

Dancing Queen - ABBA

Best of My Love - The Emotions

Got To Be Real - Cherly Lynn

Never Too Much - Luther Vandross

Boogie Wonderland - Earth, Wind & Fire

You To Me Are Everything - The Real Thing

The Snake - Al Wilson

Move On Up - Curtis Mayfield

Land of 1000 Dances - Wilson Pickett

Do I Love You - Frank Wilson

Get Ready - The Temptations

Reach Out, I’ll Be There - Four Tops

My Girl - The Temptations

I Can’t Help Myself - Four Tops

This Old Heart of Mine - The Isley Brothers

Ain’t No Mountain High Enough - Diana Ross

I Wanna Dance With Somebody - Whitney Houston

Respectable - Mel & Kim

London Nights - London Boys

When Will I Be Famous? - Bros

Never Gonna Give You Up - Rick Astley

You’ll Never Step Me From Loving You - Sonia

Too Many Broken Hearts - Jason Donovan

Love in the First Degree - Bananarama

Venus - Bananarama

One For Sorrow - Steps

All That She Wants - Ace of Base

Love to Hate You - Erasure

Love Shack - The B-52′s

Sweat (A La La La La Song) - Inner Circle

Baby I Love Your Way - Big Mountain

Shine - Aswad

Would I Lie To You? - Charlie & Eddie

Return of the Mack - Mark Morrison

Save Our Love - Eternal

Stay - Eternal

Naked - Louise

Maybe - Emma Bunton

Mi Chico Latino - Geri Halliwell

I Turn To You - Melanie C

Out of Your Mind - True Steppers, Dane Bowers, Victoria Beckham

I Want You Back - Mel B, Missy Elliott

Re-Rewind - Artful Dodger, Craig David

Scandalous - Mis-Teeq

Flowers - Sweet Female Attitude

I Know Where It’s At - All Saints

Never Ever - All Saints

Stay - Lisa Loeb

I Quit - Hepburn

Drop Dead Gorgeous - Republica

Trouble - Shampoo

Bitch - Meredith Brooks

You Oughta Know - Alanis Morissette

Celebrity Skin - Hole

Weak - Skunk Anansie

Don’t Speak - No Doubt

Torn - Natalie Imbruglia

I Want It That Way - Backstreet Boys

Crazy For You - Let Loose

Love Me For a Reason - Boyzone

Keep On Movin - Five

Be the First to Believe - A1

Love Here I Come - Bad Boys Inc

I’m a Man, Not a Boy - North & South

House of Love - East 17

Let’s Get Ready to Rhumble - PJ & Duncan

If I Give You My Number - PJ & Duncan

I Should Be So Lucky - Kylie Minogue

Never Too Late

Step Back in Time

Better the Devil You Know

Spinning Around

Can’t Get Blue Monday Out of My Head - Kylie, New Order

Girls & Boys - Blur

Connection - Elastica

Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana

Creep - Radiohead

Song 2 - Blur

Your Woman - White Town

Bitter Sweet Symphony - The Verve

Change - Lightning Seeds

Trash - Suede

A Girl Like You - Edwyn Collins

Disco 2000 - Pulp

Common People - Pulp

Country House - Blur

Mulder and Scully - Catatonia

World in Motion - New Order

Three Lions - Baddiel, Skinner & The Lightning Seeds

Wannabe - Spice Girls

Say You’ll Be There

Who Do You Think You Are?

Spice Up You Life

Stop

Old Before I Die - Robbie Williams

Rock DJ

Millennium

No Regrets

Angels

Babe - Take That

Once You’ve Tasted Love

It Only Takes a Minute

I Found Heaven

Could It Be Magic

Everything Changes

Pray

Relight My Fire

Two Can Play That Game - Bobby Brown

I Luv U Baby - The Original

Don’t Give Me Your Life - Alex Party

Never Let Her Slip Away - Undercover

When I’m Good and Ready - Sybil

Ride on Time - Black Box

The Rhythm of the Night - Corona

No Limit - 2 Unlimited

Get A Way - Maxx

The Key The Secret - Urban Cookie Collective

U Sure Do - Strike

I Breathe Again - Adam Rickitt

Spaceman - Babylon Zoo

Red Alert - Basement Jaxx

Feel It - The Tamperer, Maya

Freed From Desire - Gala

Mr Vain - Culture beat

What Is Love? - Haddaway

Gypsy Woman - Crystal Waters

Finally - CeCe Peniston

Free - Ultra Nate

Dreamer - Livin Joy

Let Me Be Your Fantasy - Baby D

I’m Alive - Stretch n Vern

Set You Free - N-Trance

disco tits - Tove Lo

Coconuts - Kim Petras

Outside - George Michael

It’s a Sin - Pet Shop Boys

Relax - Frankie Goes to Hollywood

Gimme Gimme Gimme - ABBA

Total Eclipse of the Heart - Bonnie Tyler

Let’s Dance - David Bowie

Temptation - Heaven 17

Gold - Spandau Ballet

Karma Chameleon - Culture Club

Club Tropicana - Wham

I’m Still Standing - Elton John

Uptown Girl - Billy Joel

Young at Heart - The Bluebells

Come On Eileen - Dexys Midnight Runners

I Could Be So Good For You - Dennis Waterman

Amarillo - Tony Christie

Delilah - Tom Jones

The Best - Tina Turner

All Around the World - Lisa Stansfield

The Time of My Life - Billy Medley, Jennifer Warnes

Especially For You - Kylie, Jason

Perfect Moment - Martine McCutcheon

Chains - Tina Arena

A Design For Life - Manic Street Preachers

Yes - McAlmont & Butler

I Do This All The Time - Self Esteem

Zombie - The Cranberries

This Charming Man - The Smiths

Paranoid Android - Radiohead

The Wonder of You - Elvis Presley

Don’t Look Back in Anger - Oasis

Baby I Love You - The Ramones

#it runs at 12hr 15mins lol #it was over 14hrs #i typed this up bc i'm feeling anxious for some reason and #needed something to do #i say a party there will be 3 people here #my husband my sister and my bff

[deeptrashwitch]

Never Again sounds angsty as hell

Ahhh, it is :"D

It about my boys, especifically about Alicia and her past. And it have a part during the present, where she remember that time when her new team is on danger.

"The pain meant nothing, the burns and the cuts and the toture were less than important now. She didn't care if she was bleeding out there, tied to that chair, and couldn't care less. No where she had to see that, how her people paid for her stubborness.

One by one were drag there, they were asked the very same questions she heard before, and all of them just answered with "hell and back, son of a bitch". Then the screams started, theirs and hers, pain and sorrow. Alicia prayed as she never did before, praying to a deity who might have forgotten about all of them, praying for help.

For a second she considered give up and tell everything, save her soldiers. But even if she did that, she knew...it doesn't matter, they would never let them go. And it killed her inside, to see how her people, her soldiers and her friends became unable to go back home. Reyes would have to give their flags, bury them...the 267 was on the verge of extintion.

Then one of the operators looked at her, and started to cry. She wasn't in a better shape that them, her face was covered in wounds, part of her skin was burnt beyond recognition and beaten to pulp. When she tried to say anything, to calm him, to try and assure that she'll be alright...a scream of pain appeared as she saw that boy, the newest addition, fall on the ground with a shot through his head.

And days later, when no one except her remained alive, she had news. He was there, the bastard who they had to hunt, the culprit of everything. The rage invaded her, a hot, deadly river of hate and fury. And once she heard he was near.

She snapped..."

Did it hurt to write this? Yes.

Would I do it again? Damn yes.

There's any character of mine who doesn't have a past like this? Umm, no...wait, yes!

#witch moment #future project #thanks for asking <3

[mikeys-bike-slut]

Untitled Pt. 3

Here's part 3 please enjoy! And thank you for reading <3

Part 1 Part 2

Warnings: mention of r*pe, mild smut -Mikey's being a little shit-, angst

***

I yawned as I leaned against Baji for support as we all waited around the Musashi Shrine for Mikey to show up so we can discuss some things that happened, but the guys agreed what happened yesterday will stay hidden from Mikey. There was a debate between us on what to do but in the end, the men -excluding Baji- agreed it's better to hide it for now and just lay low about it but I knew Mikey needs to know,  and I knew how to present it so Mikey will have his head in the game.

"You okay, bitch?" Baji asks as he wraps his arms around me and holding me tight. "Long night with Draken?" he teases me and I just lazily smack him. 

"Shut up asshole" I groan and just snuggle up to him more even if he was right. Draken kept me up almost all night. I don't even know how he is not tired.

Baji and I have been best friends ever since we first got into a fight and we've beaten each other to a pulp. We earned each other's respect and since then we became very close friends. Not that kinda close as I have with the commanders, there's no sexual tension between me and the raven haired psycho, it's just pure chaotic friendship. As much as Draken and I are a great duo, Baji and I are indestructible, his reckless pure anger unleashed with my speed and agility, no one can stands a chance against us. 

"Alright, glad to see all of you are here" Mikey says as he finally shows up still munching on his dorayaki. Of course. "So, what needs to be discussed?" he asks as he stretches before sitting up on a praying stone and looking down at us. 

We stay quiet and Mikey can already tell something's up. Draken just looks away while the rest obnoxiously obviously tries to pretend it's all good by whistling and looking around pretend to be fucking bird watching, I just face palm myself. 

"Angel?" Mikey cocks a brow as he gives me a serious look. Suddenly I feel all the eyes on me and Draken mouths 'don't' but I just shake my head and stand up visibly wincing, -which I kind of play onto a bit- which instantly puts Mikey on high alert. "What happened?" 

"Angel, don't" Draken speaks up and Mikey just gives him a dark glare. 

"We ran into Valhalla and defended ourselves but Hanma was quicker than I thought..." I say quietly as I unbutton my uniform jacket then pull up my tank top and show him my bruised stomach. 

"What the hell are you doing?" Draken yanks at my arms and looks at me annoyed and confused but I just pull away. 

"He said this is war... he said when Toman falls they're going to rape me" I continue as I look at Mikey. I know I was blunt and I could have put it in other words but I had no other choice but to be blunt.

His face remained motionless but I can tell he was ready to murder right on the spot. "Gather everyone here tonight, this is war. We're discussing details tonight" he says in a dark tone then just walks off. The second Mikey was out of the picture almost all of them jumps at me. 

"Are you out of your mind?" Mitsuya asks annoyed.

"I have to agree with him..." Draken says almost disappointed. 

"You're all idiots, aren't you?" Baji speaks up and lifts his head up revealing a grin which further annoys the already pissed off males. 

"Want to elaborate, asshole? or you missy?" Mitsuya asks annoyed as he glares at both of us. 

"What is Mikey's only weakness?" Baji asks as he stands up and looks at the guys who just looking at each other dumbfounded.

"His bike, and his brother" Draken says but more in a questioning tone.

"And?" Baji continues then points at me. "We all know he'd do anything for Angel. If anything happens to her he gets blinded"

"Blinded to everything except the thing that has caused my suffering, blinded to even Shini" I say in a serious tone and I can see the guys finally understanding. 

"You, bitch" Draken sighs then just shakes his head with a smile. 

"It's so dirty, but have to admit it's smart. We can't ignore Valhalla's war call and we need Mikey to have his head in the game" Mitsuya says. "I guess keep on and play the victim Angel" 

"Speaking of which, I'm going to check on Mikey. See you guys later" I wave before I quickly run off and race down the stairs hoping Mikey has not yet left but as I reach the bottom his Honda was already gone. "Dammit" I curse to myself. 

I grab my own bike then ride off to the place I hope I can find Mikey at. I turn off the main road then soon enough I spot his Babu parked up and not far from her on the river bank was sitting Mikey himself. I pull up then park my bike and slowly approach him. 

"Why didn't you come to me straight away?" he asks in a monotone voice as he just stares at the afternoon sun reflecting on the river. 

"You had enough going on Mikey" I shake my head then I sit down next to him. 

"They're sealed their fate the second they laid a finger on you" he continued still staring at the water. 

"I'm sorry Mikey" I say quietly then he finally turned to me and smiled.

"I needed a good fight anyway. Valhalla might have double the men we have but that doesn't mean they better. We have one of the best fighters and with you by my side I know we can't lose" he smiles then gives me a big grin. "Don't you trust your Invincible Mikey?" 

"Oh shut up" I roll my eyes with a chuckle then I cup his face and kiss him. "I'll be by your side and follow you until the end" 

"I know, and it's what gives me strength. Do you wanna know why I have never made you captain?" he asks as he looks at me. My eyes widen from the suddenness of the topic and for a second I was too stunned to speak. "You're an incredible fighter, one of the strongest we have in our gang, you have a clear head, you're very agile and your reflexes are out of this world. You're almost untouchable, I am aware of that, I never once doubted your ability when it comes to fighting, it's my own selfishness that has stood in the way" he says as his eyes once again go back focusing on the river. "You're too important to me, to us to ever let anything happen to you. You held Toman together from the very beginning, you're the core, the heart  of the Tokyo Manji Gang. Just because you do not have a title that does not mean we don't think you're important or capable. We just value you too much to put you on the front line" 

As he explains I just sit there in silent trying to process what he just said. I never once thought that would be the reason, I always thought they aren't taking me serious and that's why I never been put to fighting except the occasional accidental fights we'd get into. 

"You mean it, Mikey?" I ask in a shaky tone as tears starts to swell in my eyes. 

"Every word" he replies in a serious tone as he finally looks at me. I just stare into his beautiful onyx eyes as tears starts to roll down my cheek. This is a validation I have been wanting to hear for so many years. "Stop crying, dumbass" Mikey chuckles which makes me chuckle and I just give him the finger which he playfully bites. 

"Hey!" I chuckle then sniffles as I wipe my eye. Mikey reaches out with a smile then wipe my other cheek from tears before gently pushing me on my back and climbing on top of me. "What is it..?" I ask softly as he just sits there leaning over me and just looking at me. 

"You're my pride" he says in a soft but serious tone before he leans down and presses his soft lips against mine.

"You sweet talker" I whisper softly before I lean into his kiss. I run my fingers through his messy blonde hair then let out a sudden moan as I feel him grind against me between my legs. 

"My favourite sound..." he whispers in a low tone then starts softly kissing my neck slowly making his way up to my ear. "Let me fuck you on Babu" I couldn't help but moan as he whispers that sentence. Mikey has a thing for fucking me on his bike, either laying me on top of it or bending me over it it doesn't matter as long as he can fuck me on it, and I'd be lying if I say I didn't find it hot. 

"Dammit Mikey... I thought we were having a moment" I tease him as I suddenly clench his hair and yank his head back earning a deep hiss from him what slowly turns into a growl. He loved when I became rough. 

"I'm gonna make this angel fall..." he growls into my lips before attacking my lips eagerly while pinning my arms above my head with one hand while running the other down my body. Just as he would pull my pants down my phone starts ringing. "Answer it..." he commands in a husky tone as he lets my arms go but I know he is planning something. 

I pick my phone up and I see it's Baji, I hesitate a bit then answer it. "Hey asshole, what's up?" I ask while I give Mikey a suspicious look as his hands massaging my hips right on top of my pants' bands then suddenly with a swift movement he yanks my pants off making me yelp from the surprise then he gives me an evil look. Oh no...

"Hey bitch, I need to talk to you" he says in a serious tone. "You okay?" he asks in a slightly worried tone as I yelp. 

"Yepp, yeah, I'm- don't you dare" I hiss at Mikey as I pull the phone away from my ear when Mikey grab the waist band of my panties. "Sorry, Mikey is being a goddamn nuisance" I say annoyed as I just stick my tongue out at Mikey, knowing I kind of destroyed his fun now. He just pouts then climbs on top of me and just hugs me, burying his face in my neck. "Good boy" I whisper to him as I wrap my arm around him, finding it cute how he just settles down... yeah. Just as I'd open my mouth to ask Baji what was wrong Mikey bites down on my sweet spot and starts sucking on it. "Fu~uuck..!" I cry out accidentally from the sudden pleasure Mikey caused me. "Shit, sorry Baji..." I say in a shaky tone as Mikey continued to suck on my sweet spot, biting down every now and then, driving me absolutely insane.

Baji laughed a little but I can hear it from his voice that something was wrong. "I do really need to speak to you though..." as I heard his tone I just pushed Mikey away and sit up. Form that push Mikey knew I wasn't playing around anymore and gave me a concerned look. 

"Meet me at our usual spot in half an hour. Be safe Kei" I said in a serious tone then hang up. 

"What's going on?" Mikey asked on also serious tone as he looked at me. 

"I don't know but I have to go. I promise I'll make it up to you" I said as I shove my phone in my pocket after retrieving my pants and putting it back on. I gave Mikey a quick but deep kiss which he returned immediately. 

"Be safe, Maya" he said as he gave me a serious look. He only ever called me on my real name when things were serious. It's he he always showed he cared.

"Always" I smiled softly then hopped on my bike and rode off to our meeting spot with Baji, which was on the top of an old abandoned shopping centre on the outskirts of Shibuya. It's a place where Baji and I could call our own, we often came here to talk, or have a few drinks or to just watch the sunset when life got too hard. We spent countless afternoon on top of this building just watching the sunset in each other's arms, just silently sitting there without a word, we never needed words, we just needed each other. 

#baji #tokyo rev baji #baji fluff #mikey tokyo revengers #draken #tokyo revengers #sano manjiro #ken ryuuguji #manjiro sano #mikey #mikey x reader #manjiro sano x reader #sano manjiro x reader #draken x reader #manjiro x reader #tokyo revengers mikey #tokyo rev x oc #mikey x oc #draken x oc #angst #tokyo manji gang #toman #toman draken #toman mikey #tokrev mikey #keisuke baji #toman baji #baji x reader #tokyo revengers ryuguji ken #tokyo rev x reader

[angstics]

In 2002, the official My Chemical Romance website had a frequently asked questions tab. This was written sometime before May 2002 (question 4). Below the cut is all 10 questions and answers. This is the archived website.

We get a lot of questions about certain things... so here are some answers.

What's the significance of the name of the band? Mikey came up with the name My Chemical Romance. It works on a lot of different levels for the band. At the root of it, the name refers to the works of Scottish author Irvine Welsh. A "chemical romance" is the genre he has created in works such as The Acid House, Filth, and of course Trainspotting. Mikey added the word "my" to it to add a personal dimension to the name. In essence, it means a romance with chemical substances.

So are you saying you guys do drugs? No. My Chemical Romance does not do drugs or condone the use of drugs. However, the band is not straightedge and likes to party like everyone else.

How long have you guys been a band? It seems like you guys came out of nowhere... As a fully functioning band, My Chemical Romance has been together since Jan of 2002, when Mikey was officially added to the roster as bass player. Matt and Gerard started the band in November 2001, with Matt playing drums and Gerard singing and playing guitar, but Gerard isn't that good on guitar and he wanted a guitarist so he could just sing, jump around, dance and do other things like "unleash the bats," "hump the sky," and "exorcise the demons." Ray then joined the band and they had a hard time finding a bass player until realizing they should just train Mikey, who ended up making them all look like bitches when he learned the set in a month. Other than that all of the members of the band have been making music together for years in various bands and have been a part of the scene in various ways. Until now, the music and the combination of musicians never fit perfectly and could best be chalked up as a learning experience. We've recently Frank Iero as another guitarist, and the band now finally feels complete.

You guys have a record coming out on Eyeball Records? How and When? Eyeball Records is a label we respect and love, and we're thrilled to get the offer to do our first record with them. They have a long history, have put out and worked with a lot of bands we love, and have given us 100% creative freedom to make this album however we wanted. They are as excited about the record as we are. We record the first week of May '02 and expect the record to have a summer release. The album entitled "I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love" will feature all of the songs from our set, including a final mix of "Vampires Will Never Hurt You". From then on we will tour and support the album for a long time while working on new songs.

What are your influences? Everything. We listen to lots of different music but if we had to list some bands and artists that have been a big influence on our sound we would have to say: Iron maiden (it doesn't get any better than these guys), At The Gates (except these guys), The Pixies, The Misfits (Danzig years) and Samhain, The Smiths, Morrissey, The Haunted, Pulp, Blur, Johann Sebastian Bach, Fernando Sor, Queen, Guns and Roses, Helloween, and the list goes on and on...

Are Mikey and Gerard brothers? Yes. Mikey and Gerard are loving brothers that enjoy rocking out together. But they consider Ray and Matt their brothers too, only Puerto Rican and French ones.

What kind of equipment do you use? Ray plays a Session guitar. A Session is a knock off of a Gibson Les Paul from around the early 80s. I asked a vintage guitar store owner some information about Session seeing as how Ray won't play anything else and he said, "It's a piece of shit. It was made in the Philippines in the '80s and Sam Ash used them to sucker people into buying a cheap guitar. Worst guitar ever. And the factory blew up". Ray also uses a 100 watt Marshall JCM 2000 head, a Laney Cabinet, and assorted stomp boxes. Mikey plays a Fender American Jazz bass with obnoxious silver sparkle finish. Matt uses Pearl drums, Zildjian cymbals (a lot), and an enormous Gibraltar drum cage. If you've ever seen us live then you understand how big this thing is. Gerard uses an SM58 Shure mic. The mic of choice for Bruce Dickinson.

I want a T-shirt! Any merch soon? We have some buttons and we're running out. We just invested in a button maker so we can have all sorts of self-indulgent crazy buttons you can wear for cheap. The band has finally decided on 2 designs that are being drawn up as we speak and they love them, so expect them soon.

What's all this nonsense about bats??? The band likes bats. Who doesn't? If you've seen the band live you might have heard Gerard mention something about turning into one or unleashing some sort of swarm of them. "Unleash the fucking bats" is something they say to each other seconds before starting the set to get themselves pumped up. This all started back in Jan '02 when the band finally came together and started playing together with an intensity none of them had ever known. That fateful night they rocked together so hard that a "rock portal" opened up and out flew a swarm of giant bats. No shit.

I heard you guys cover Morrissey... why? We cover a B-side called Jack The Ripper. Basically we wanted to cover it because we knew we could do a really rocking version of this song. It rocks as it is but we felt if we added a little "kick" to it and did like we do all of our others it would be something special. If you've ever seen us play this live we absolutely can't control ourselves while we're doing it, and its a good warm-up for "Vampires Will Never Hurt You."

#mcr #mcr: 2002 #answers some questions that get muddy through the interviews #like when beyond 9/11 mcr was formed when frank joined etc #unleash the fucking bats makes me go crazy!!!!! SWARM!!!!!!!!!!

[henrys-wee-hen]

No-one Fucks With The Lobos - Chapter 21

Finally got a chance to add to it! :D Enjoy!

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48070186/chapters/123295873

I was in the office when Teddy came back in, working. As promised, I was prepared for him, ready for him… but the vibe was off when he stepped into the room. He looked… I don’t know. Sheepish? Guilty? My first thought was that he’d gone and done a line or something, but then I realised how stupid that was, since he wasn’t remotely twitchy or fast-paced. He was… solemn? Subdued?

“Hey, baby,” I murmured, smiling at him. It didn’t feel right to reveal that I was completely naked under his dress shirt. He looked at me and smiled smally, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “What? What happened?” Teddy closed the door, his movements slow and deliberate.

The second thought which crossed my mind was that he’d killed his mother, or that he’d decided I wasn’t good enough for him… I quickly pushed both from my mind. Those thoughts were both ridiculous.

“I… fuck.” Teddy passed a hand over his hair as he moved towards me, taking a seat in front of the desk. Opposite me. He leaned forward, the gold rings on his fingers leaving tracks as he ran his hands through his hair again, pausing halfway. Exasperated. He let out a long, shaky sigh. “Sorry.”

“Take your time, Teddy,” I said gently. I reached over to the edge of the desk where I’d put a robe, just in case someone decided to come in unannounced. I wrapped the soft, blood-red silk around myself.

“I gotta fucking tell you something and I don’t know how to.” Teddy’s voice was a whisper, barely there. He sounded scared.

“Is it drug-related?” Shake of the head. “Your mom?” A small gesture with a hand to say kind of. “She doesn’t approve?”

“That’s a fucking given,” Teddy muttered. He looked up at me finally, sniffing. “She had this woman lined up for me. Some twenty-eight-year-old chick from the Maine family.”

“Josephine?” I asked. I’d taken some time to learn all the names of the Five Families. Josephine Maine was the only one who fit the age bill. Teddy nodded.

“Mom brought her in as an intern so she could learn the ropes and be a better match for me than you. And I wanted to send a fucking message that it’s you or no-one…” He ground his teeth. “So she sucked me off on the sofa and hated every fucking second of it.”

I felt like every ounce of my blood had sunk to my stomach. For a moment, the world moved in slow motion. I felt ill. Josephine Maine had sucked him off?! And he’d let her?!

“What?” My voice was stronger than I thought it would be.

“She fucking hated it. She was desperate for it, and then she hated it –“

“No. Go back. She sucked you off?”

“Yeah.”

“And you fucking let her?” My voice was oddly calm.

“Yeah.” Teddy looked at me. “Don’t be fucking weird about it.”

That… just about did it.

“Don’t be FUCKING MAD ABOUT IT?!” I roared, startling even myself with the force of it. Teddy looked at me, eyebrows raised. “YOU LET SOME BITCH FROM ONE OF THE FIVE FAMILIES GIVE YOU A FUCKING BLOWJOB WHILE YOU WENT TO TELL YOUR FUCKING MOM ABOUT US BEING ENGAGED?!” My chest heaved. “You don’t see a fucking PROBLEM WITH THAT, TEDDY?!”

“Stop fucking shouting!” Teddy groaned, shaking his head. “It’s not a big fucking deal! I wanted to prove to her that I didn’t fucking see her as anything more than –“

“You proved to her you didn’t want her by letting her fucking suck your dick?! Is that how you fucking communicate something you don’t want, Teddy?! Because I got beaten to a fucking pulp!”

“I thought we were past all that, (Y/N)!” Teddy hissed. “It was a fucking blowjob – it meant nothing!”

“It’s still another fucking person’s mouth where ONLY MY MOUTH SHOULD EVER FUCKING GO!” I tugged at my hair, standing. “My fucking god.”

“It meant nothing –“

“It meant something, clearly! Otherwise you’d have just walked a-fucking-way!”

“But I didn’t! I wanted to show my fucking mom that she couldn’t control me or hand me women –“

“So you let some chick suck your cock –“

“To prove a fucking point to my mom that anyone she sends my way will be worth as much as the fucking bitches who take a stack for the privilege –“

“So you PAID HER TOO?!”

“NO, (Y/N)! I FUCKING TOLD YOU IT WAS TO PROVE TO MY MOM –“

“SO YOUR MOM WAS STOOD THERE FUCKING WATCHING YOU?!”

I had imagined the scene thusly. Teddy had walked in, told his mom he’d asked me to marry him, then he’d had Josephine thrown at him, and Teddy had said ‘blah blah blah’ and then Josephine had been so enthralled by him that she’d done the same as me, and had fallen to her knees for him. And he’d guided her head the same way he’d done with me. He’d shown her exactly what to do, just like he’d shown me. She’d been permitted access to places that should have been only mine to go, now… much like my body was Teddy’s playground, his was mine.

I wasn’t fucking prepared for his answer.

“Well… yeah.” I froze up. Teddy looked at me like it was normal to get a blowjob while your mom was stood there, watching. “What did you think I’d fucking done?”

“I…” I closed my eyes and sat. “Explain the scene to me, please.”

“Details, or no?”

“Details.”

“Right…”

And Teddy went on to explain how he’d been sitting on his mother’s sofa, and how he’d told her about me and the engagement, and how Bellafrancesca had been less than enthusiastic about the entire affair. How Bellafrancesca had called in Josephine Maine, and had presented her as a society wife, rather than the power partner Teddy had found in me. And then, when Bellafrancesca had said that Josephine’s job would be to please him, Teddy had snapped, and had demanded that Josephine please him then and there.

He told me how he hadn’t expected her to pull his dick out and start going to town on him, but she had. And he’d held eye contact with Bellafrancesca the entire time. Just because he was so sick of her constantly trying to control him. His mother had literally watched him get sucked off. And yeah, he’d come. Uneventfully, and barely anything to write home about. In fact, it had barely made his jaw tighten… but Josephine had been throat-fucked to near unconsciousness, nearly choked to death by his cum… and Bellafrancesca had held his gaze the entire time.

A tiny kernel within me felt pride. Pride at Teddy for the very obvious pissing contest which he’d quite clearly won, if his mother had indeed kicked him out and broke down after he’d left… but the majority of me felt sick that he’d go to such a rock bottom. The fact that he’d used Josephine to prove a point to his mother meant little. My tongue felt too big for my mouth.

“Say something.”

“What?” I breathed. “The fuck… do I say to that?”

“Anything. Something… Aren’t you fucking proud of me?”

“No! No, I’m fucking… I’m… horrified that you’d – that your own mother –“

“She needed to fucking know that I’m not controllable –“

“You’re not in control either, clearly!”

“It meant nothing, (Y/N)!”

“It didn’t NEED to mean anything, Teddy! You still let another person suck your fucking dick! WITH YOUR MOM WATCHING!” I palmed my face. “I really wish you’d told me you’d done another line. I can handle coke withdrawals… but this? Fuck…”

“I fucking knew you’d react like this. I shouldn’t have fucking told you.”

“React like what?! A normal, reasonable reaction to cheating?!”

“Cheating?! My cock was in her throat! Hardly fucking counts, (Y/N)!”

“Oh my fucking God, Teddy, I really can’t fucking look at you right now.” I stood, walking around the desk. Teddy stood too, catching me. He pulled me close, but I pushed away. He was stronger, so he held me still, crushing his lips to mine. I fought him, though. I fought him, and I pushed back. “Get OFF me!”

“(Y/N)! C’mon!” he whined, following me. “Don’t – fucking do this – don’t leave me because of this! I’m sorry, okay?!”

“I’m gonna need a little bit of time, and a little bit of space, to fucking process this, Teddy.” I tried to keep my voice even, but I wanted to give him some new fucking face tattoos, I was so angry. “Any kind of sex, oral or foreplay or otherwise, is cheating. To me. I’m going to need time and space, and I’m going to need a better fucking apology than ‘I’m sorry, okay?!’.” I just didn’t want to cry in front of him. I turned before he could say another word, and left for the guest bedroom. I heard him kick something and scream in frustration. But the moment my face touched the bed, I started to sob.

Asking me to marry him, then cheating? A new low for the new and improved Teddy that I never thought would hurt so fucking much.

Hours passed. I got dressed fully again, and stayed away from Teddy. I couldn’t face him. I couldn’t face him when I went into his room – which was, thankfully, vacant – to get changed into pyjamas. I couldn’t face him when I crept into the bathroom, praying he wouldn’t be in there, when I went to brush my teeth and wash up for the night. I still couldn’t face him when I went into the guest bedroom, locked the door, and cried myself to sleep.

I know it was just a blowjob. I know it was largely meaningless… but it hurt me. It hurt me more than it did if he’d have told me he was sniffing again. Another person being intimate with him just felt so violating… so hurtful. What was the point of him being mine if he was still willing to give himself to someone else, even if it was to prove a point of his own to his mother? What was the point of me marrying him if I couldn’t be sure he wouldn’t do something like that? Because even if he was telling the truth, and how he described it was how it went down… what if it wasn’t? He was Teddy fuckin’ Lobo. He could have any person he wanted. Being with him, I’d learned that all genders went for him because of the money and the status he brought. It didn’t matter – he literally had the pick of people. He’d picked me. I was his person… and yet…

I woke with a start, the sun still nowhere near the guest room’s windows. That meant it was before midday, since Teddy’s room (well, our room) got the sun in the morning. But I’d left my phone in the office. I felt like trash, from the crying the day before. And from the betrayal. I yawned and stretched. Could I face him today?

No.

I got out of bed and headed into the ensuite bathroom. I looked like trash, too. I splashed my face with some water, used the toilet, then took my time washing my hands. I couldn’t bear to look at him. I felt sick, still, but that could have been dehydration from crying.

I took a moment before I opened the door.

Silence.

Teddy was lying on the sofa, passed out, still in the clothes he had on yesterday. I looked down at him, shaking my head. His hair was mussed from where his hands had gone through it, and his eyes were puffy and swollen from crying. It was only nine in the morning, too. I sighed, throwing a blanket over him. Was I going to leave him? No. Not over a blowjob. Since sleeping on it, I saw it for what it was… but I still wanted him to understand that he did not use sex or any of its peripherals to prove points. I wanted to see how sorry he really was. I needed to know he wasn’t going to do anything like this again, because if I was going to marry him, I needed to know I could trust him to not go behind my back and play around like he used to.

I also understood that I needed to trust him.

I got dressed quietly, and made my way to the little walk-in closet in the hallway, where Teddy’s coats were kept. I rifled through his pockets to find his wallet, and I took the entire thing. Grabbing his car keys from the other pocket, I left the apartment quietly. I needed to start preparing for my re-entry to the world.

First stop. A new haircut. A manicure, to clean my nails up. Then, basic face grooming. I told them to keep me looking natural, but make it neat. When I left, I felt like an entirely new person, even if Teddy’s bank card was a few hundred dollars lighter.

Second stop: tanning salon. I felt a bit weird walking in there, but I asked for a light glow, nothing too heavy. And then, I stripped down, stepped into the little booth, painfully aware that the beautician was eyeing all my scarring. But she said nothing as she started spraying me, and in an hour, I was out – and Teddy’s card lighter still. The tan I didn’t mind paying a little more for, since I needed that to look natural. I needed to look like I’d been in Florida for a couple months, not like I’d been kept in a penthouse apartment.

Third and final stop was the high street. Pulling up in Teddy’s car, doors opened for me. Boutiques opened. People tripped over themselves to help me pick out an entire new wardrobe. I chose things that complemented that which I’d seen Teddy wear, the same reds and golds, the same blacks and blues, understated and classy. And then, jewellery. I walked into a jewellers, and spent what I considered to be an eyewatering sum of money on a few pieces I knew I’d wear. When I was done, I had someone deliver my bags to the apartment. Strangely enough, when they saw Teddy’s car and his name on the card I handed over, a delivery service was available. Someone to fill their car with my bags and follow me home, even heading to a Starbucks for a quick coffee before I went actually home.

The concierge to our building helped us with the bags in the elevator when I got back later that afternoon. Teddy was sitting at the dining table, still in those same clothes, when I stepped into the apartment. The smell hit me, first. The huge, and I do mean huge, centrepiece bouquet of blood-red flowers – not just roses – sat in a stunning vase, right in the kitchen.

“Just put them over there,” I said to the concierge and the delivery assistant, gesturing to the hallway. The assistant looked around the place, spying the flowers, stunned. “Gorgeous, isn’t it?”

“It’s… wow…” he breathed. “Good luck...”

“Thanks.” I slipped him a one-hundred dollar bill, same with the concierge, and sent them both away. Teddy stared at me. I looked incredible.

“Where - (Y/N) – where did you go?!” Teddy breathed, scrambling to me. He was wholly, entirely submissive. “Did – are you leaving me?”

“No, Teddy. I’m not leaving you.” I stepped back before he could grab my hands. “I had errands to run.”

“You took the car?”

“Yep.”

“And my wallet?”

“How else was I going to pay for all this?” I gestured to the bags. “You know, Teddy, my plan had been to do this and take you with me and give you a couple of shows… but then –“

“I fucked up,” Teddy said over me. “I fucked up. I fucked it all up by letting her do… that… to me… and I betrayed you, and I’m so, so fucking sorry.” He stepped forward and sank to his knees. “I want to put it right. I want to do the right thing, (Y/N). Please. Tell me what you need me to do.” He looked up at me, eyes huge. Those fucking puppy eyes that betrayed every single emotion he actually felt, once you knew how to read them. I closed my eyes. He sniffed. “Please.”

“I… I don’t know, Teddy.” I stepped back a touch. He took my hand, pressing his lips to my ring. He trembled. I sighed. “Teddy…”

“I – I got you flowers?” he murmured, looking up at me. “I remembered you like the red ones… I…” he trailed off. “I know it’s not enough…”

“Teddy… it… I…” I looked down at him. “I just need to know you won’t do this again. If we’re going to get married, I need to know you’re not going to make me a fucking laughingstock by sleeping around.”

“Anything,” Teddy breathed. “Anything, (Y/N). I won’t so much as look at someone else in that way. It was a stupid, stupid thing to do. I should have just walked away.” I nodded. I swallowed. A side of me that I didn’t know existed raised its head, and before I could even think about the words, they were coming out of me.

“If you really want to send a message… you could have just fucking killed her.”

It was the jealousy. The jealousy that someone else, some dumb little girl, had had her lips around my man. That his attention had been somewhere else, even for a moment. That he’d allowed it to happen… what had Josephine been wearing to make him want her? What had she said? Had she done? Knowing that I would never fully know that… that’s what knocked me sick.

“Is that what you want me to do?” Teddy’s eyes were still on me. Still on his knees. “You want me to take her out?”

“I…”

“Because I’ll do it, (Y/N). I’ll do it. You give me the bullet and it’s done.” And he was fucking serious. “Or you can do it. Whatever you need, baby.”

I realised Teddy hadn’t once swore the entire time he was on his knees. The genuineness in him right then… it took my breath away. He pressed his lips again to my ring, still watching me. I realised I could have told him to stay like that, on his knees, for days. And he would have done. I took my hand back gently and moved to the little annex where he kept his guns. He watched me.

“Stay there,” I murmured, and he nodded, resting back on his heels. I picked up one of his gorgeous golden handguns, and a single bullet. Was I really going to do this? Make him kill someone for my own jealousy? I looked down at the bullet. I put it into the empty handgun magazine, clicked it into place, and relished the weight of the gun in my hand. I moved back through to Teddy.

I clicked the safety off the gun, loading the bullet.

I put the barrel against his forehead.

He fucking whimpered.

“(Y/N)… p-please…” My hand shook. But he didn’t lean away. I realised he’d take it. He’d take it from me. I lowered the gun, spinning the handle to him.

“Do it.” He looked at me, then took the gun. “Rules… no-one else can know it was you. But I want her to know it was you. I want you to look her in the eye when you do it. But no-one else can know it was you.”

Teddy nodded. He took my hand, kissed it.

“Come with me?” he said softly. “So you know I’m serious about you?”

“Alright.”

The second I stepped into that car beside him, with the gun loaded with a single bullet…

I knew I’d finally lost myself.

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