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delusionalwriter02 · 2 months

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hello! i llove your insta post so can I request one for Megumi? Thank you!

Insta as Megumi's GF

a/n : hey love! thank you so much for your request and your kind words, hope you'll like it <3

<3 liked by YujiandSukuna, KugITgirl and 635 others.

Yn_ : love him

Megumi_F : I love you too

↳ Satoru_thegoat : my son in love, never thought i'd witness this

↳ Megumi_F : Shut up old man

↳ Satoru_thegoat : IM NOT OLD you little impertinent

↳ KugiITgirl : you SO are

↳ Satoru_thegoat : I'm only 29

↳ KugiITgirl : time to make your testament

↳ Satoru_thegoat : and I won't put your name on it

↳ KugiITgirl : you will because you love us to death

↳ Satoru_thegoat : not with that attitude

↳ Tsumiki_F : will you put my name ?

↳ Satoru_thegoat : OF COURSE MY DEAR you're the only one that is nice w me

↳ Geto_OG : I'm nice with you

↳ Satoru_thegoat : no you're not, you smacked my head this morning

↳ Geto_OG : You were annoying

↳ Satoru_thegoat : I ONLY HAVE FAKE FRIENDS

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Yn_ : isn't he cute

KugITgirl : who wants to jump off a bridge with me ?

↳ Maki_yum : stop being dramatic and be happy for them

↳ KugITgirl : I AM HAPPY

↳ Maki_yum : clearly

Megumi_F : stop posting me, it was only for you

↳ Yn_ : but the photo is so adorable, how could I not share it ?

Satoru_thegoat : WHY IS HIS HAIR STRAIGHT ?

↳ Yn_ : because I straightened them ?

↳ Satoru_thegoat : BUT WHY ?? MEGUMI YOU DON'T COME NEAR ME WITH THIS

↳ Geto_OG : Calm down Satoru, the 1st year are waiting

↳ Satoru_thegoat : I can't I can't I can't

↳ Yn_ : what is happening to him ?

↳ Geto_OG : Leave him, I take care of it

↳ Yn_ : strange

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Yn_ : lovely night

Maki_yum : I still think it was a bad idea to steal this sign

↳ KugITgirl : it's a lovely decoration

↳ Maki_yum : if you say so

Geto_OG : So that's what you were doing during curfew

↳ Yn_ : oops

↳ Geto_OG : You really thought we didn't know ?

↳ Shokolate : we were teenagers before you

↳ Yn_ : are we in trouble ?

↳ Satoru_thegoat : no kid, enjoy your youth

↳ YujiandSukuna : You ain't snitching us on Yaga ?

↳ Satoru_thegoat : of course I won't, love annoying the old man

↳ Geto_OG : But tell us when you're out

↳ KugITgirl : you're the greatest teacher EVER

↳ Satoru_thegoat : that's the spirit, now your name is back on my testament

↳ KugITgirl : LETS GO

<3 liked by Shokolate, Maki_yum and 486 others.

Yn_ : my one and only

Shokolate : you're adorable, who took the photo ?

↳ Yn_ : Maki and without telling us

↳ Maki_yum : it's when you're natural that the photo is the most beautiful

↳ Shokolate : couldn't have word it better

KugITgirl : girl I hope you know you're LUCKY, Meg never smile but with you

↳ Yn_ : imma tell you something, when it's just us, he's the most ADORABLE

↳ KugITgirl : trust me, I KNOW, he's all "do you need something" "are u ok" it's not the Meg Ik

↳ YujiandSukuna : we really need to find you someone

↳ KugITgirl : i'm good

↳ Maki_yum : she spent last night telling me how she wants someone to love her too

↳ KugITgirl : MAKI YOU TRAITOR

↳ InuMAKI : don't quote Eren

↳ KugITgirl : who ?

↳ InuMAKI : you just killed me, YOU'RE SO IGNORANT

↳ KugITgirl : I'M SORRY ???? i don't know any Eren

↳ InuMAKI : tonight we're watching Attack On Titan and you DON'T have a choice

↳ Maki_yum : good luck girl, you'll need it

Hey! Hope you liked it ? It's really fun writing for JJK, the jokes are ILLIMITED

with love <3

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iruiji · 1 year

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Since I'm having a bit of a problem getting motivation for the Fungi and Sagau, imma just drop some Scaramouche crumbs as a cat.

Yes.

And this is also a gift to all my followers. Oh man I got 160+ of you I don't even know how-

I have no deep knowledge of felines, but our family does own several of them, so some would be from my observations mostly.

So, to start off, I picture you meeting Scaramouche as a kitten, dripping like a wet rat from hiding in an inconspicuous alley somewhere.

You, being an animal lover, immediately took off your jacket to cover the poor thing in warmth, only to be hissed and clawed at - little guy would probably murder you the moment you stepped closer, so you baited him with some cat food you always bring to feed strays that you might encounter.

Took almost a full 3 hours, but poor bloke probably got tired of shivering and walked towards you, warning in its eyes as it chomped down on the soggy food. You almost cried at the defeated look on its face.

You offered the jacket again, and this time the kitten buried its face on the warm cotton after some sniffing. Told him you'd get up to carry him home, and it just closed its eyes. You get your handkerchief from your bag to at least dry his fur a little - poor thing is very, very cold.

The moment you get home you immediately turned on the heater, and seated yourself beside it, but not before getting a thick blanket first and replacing the dripping jacket. You made a tight bundle out of it with the kitten to change your clothes and then went back to cuddling him.

A hiss suddenly woke you up from your slumber, only to see the kitten yowling in his haste to free itself from the blanket. You snort and expertly avoid the little swipes he made at you while you untie the blanket.

Dude literally flies past you and jumps on the top of the cabinet with ease, growling when you tried to reach for him. Another flurry of swipes met your hand when you attempt a second try of getting him down.

Right.

You gave it some wet food and water while it perches itself on its place, and then made a small bed from an old fleece blanket. He sniffs at it, peed, before giving you a somewhat haughty look. You swear it looks like a smirk.

Another bed was made, this time out of cotton, and it too was rejected with a mighty push from the kitten - landing sadly on the floor with a flop.

Tried silk just to fuck with him, only to be shredded into smithereens the moment you placed it on the varnished wood with a mighty yowl.

A resounding no, then.

As a last resort, since you have limited types of fabrics (you mostly have cotton), you gave him one of your memory foam pillows, and it was met with a.. peaceful.. approach?

He rolled on it once, and never got up.

You pinch the bridge of your nose in resignation.

Thus, Kunikuzushi was named. Country Destroyer. Fitting.

The rest of the first week you learned what he likes: soft surfaces (mostly memory foam beds), mackerel (he vehemently refused to eat cat food, and if you try to make him eat it, pray to whoever God you believe that you'll survive his unrelenting swipes), warm baths, being left alone (DO NOT SNEAK ON HIM YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED), and sleeping, mostly.

He dislikes touching (with a vengeance - but you're working on that because poor bloke looked like he desperately wanted to cuddle sometimes with how he rolls and rolls on the bed until you gave him a blanket) (you can also imagine just how his first rodeo with the Vet went), cat food (DUH), other cats (you're HIS), other people (again, you're HIS), and loud noises. Poor bloke nearly jumped from the window when you broke a glass once and did not eat for almost a day with how much he's shivering (he was given a small doll of a boy that day, which thankfully, survived his tastes).

So.. imagine your shock when in the middle of winter, you tried calling him for cuddles, and he looks at you - like really looked at you, before he slowly crawls on your lap and practically flops himself down.

Boy, you probably need to see a doctor with how far your eyes bulged out from their sockets. Can you still breathe? With me: one, two, three, four..

Now, imagine when you finally mustered up the courage to pet him and he purred-

Reader.exe has stopped working.

(Hold on, I am being overwhelmed myself, lemme just get a glass of water before I faint..)

After that one incident, things got a little bit more.. peaceful. Just a bit. He still hates touches and will go at you like a madman if he ever sees you attempting to give him those horrendous cat food or cuddles.

The big change happened when you two were living together for seven months - he looked bigger and healthier and you were always proud of him when you see him lounging as a loaf by the window, basking under the comfortable heat of the sun. To think he was as small as a rat before!

He's deeeefintely the type to push items from the table as he looked at you, taunting you to dare and stop him. He'd had broken ten glass as this is being written.

But Kuni is rather tamed now, and doesn't easily swipe at you, although he gives you judging looks after doing something stupid (burning food or tripping and being clumsy in general) that makes your skin crawl sometimes. He does meow a bit when you get injured sometimes though, and that's one of the rare times where you are permitted to cuddle with him.

He went outside like 6 times in that period - the last three happening at the 6th month because he just doesn't want to interact with anyone else.

So yeah. You got off work, ready to go home to your beloved terror of a cat, only to panic when you found your place trashed when you opened the door, Kuni dangling in the hands of a man trying to suffocate him.

You didn't even think and body-slammed that asshole like a champ. He hit the wall hard but was able to recover to land a solid right hook and then you're on the floor with bloodied lip. Then you heard what probably terrify other people (you're just used to it as this point), a loud yowl, before Kuni was descending like an irked God intent on enacting his punishment.

The screams, although horrifying, was somewhat music to your ears at that moment.

Police were called as your cat growl, swiped, and bite at the man. You yourself was on the verge of fainting, so you try and call him over - didn't want to really leave him if the burglar becomes a corpse by the time you wake up.

"Kuni.. ow."

He stills and immediately runs to you, pawing at your cheek, mewling as he rubs your face with his own.

You let out a choked gasp, then it's black.

After that incident, his interaction with you increased - from sitting on your lap, rubbing himself on your leg, to sleeping next to you. It's not an everyday occurrence, of course, but it's as if he's given you the privilege to touch him whenever he's beside you and just bask in it.

Hoo boy, the things it does to your heart.

A year after you discover him from the alley in the middle of a downpour, you finally gave him a small collar with his name on it.

"There! Awww, blue and violet looks good on you, Kuni! Do you want to try dressing up next?"

He swiped your newly bought ceramic cup from the table in retaliation.

That's 11.

OMFG I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS HOW I AM RAKING MY BRAIN FOR INSPIRATION AND THEN I JUST THOUGHT, "HEY, HOW WOULD SCARA BE AS A CAT" AND THEN THIS VOMIT JUST- FINISHED WITHIN 20 MINUTES, NO LESS!! T.T

Anyways, hoped ya enjoy. See you in the next century or something. ALSO, THIS IS HEAVILY INSPIRED BY THAT TUMBLR POST ABOUT KAZUHA AND XIAO AS ADORABLE CATS. IF SOMEONE CAN LINK IT HERE, I WILL LOVE YOU FOR A THOUSAND YEARS, THANKS.

#scaramouche #scara #scaramucci #scara x reader #wanderer #kunikuzushi #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin x gnreader #genshin headcanons #genshin imagines #scaracat #LETS GO I CANT WAIT FOR 3.3 #scaramouche x reader

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 2 years

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ok since the requests are closing soon I'm gonna send some more hope you don't mind 👉👈

Let's after they all get out the warp hole Captain keeps having nightmares about all the times they and Mark died and can't sleep so they just stare out the window whole time and one time Mark catches them and fluff happens (if it's a problem you can switch the roles, I'm not sure if it counts into Won't write criteria or not) - List Anon

Ooo imma reverse the roles bc I'm now thinking about Mark's "I can't remember the last time I slept" line and the angst potential there 👀

...........

“Do you recognize us?”

“..n-no..I don’t..”

“Do you recognize the bodies in the wormhole?”

“I don’t recognize the bodies in the wormhole. I don't recognize the bodies in the wormhole...I-I....I don’t-”

"So you don't recognize me, Mark?"

Opening his eyes, Mark felt every muscle in his body tense up, gripped with unimaginable fear as one of the frozen corpses appeared in front of him. The glow from the wormhole illuminated them enough to be recognizable as...

You.

"C-Captain..."

"The multiverse has been littered with the corpses of your failures." You rasped, palms pressed against the brittle glass window, glowing white eyes staring down at him. "You killed everyone. Myself...my crew...even your OWN self....across dozens of timelines...again and again and again! How does that make you feel?"

"..l-like a failure.." With a gasp, his knees gave out as he collapsed, holding a hand up to match yours. "I'm sorry." He sobbed, looking to the ground in shame. Tears splattered onto his pants.

What had he done? He never meant for any of this to happen.

All those mistakes, all those timelines, all those people....

They all suffered because of him.

Somewhere in the distance, he can hear echoes of screams. And for a moment he panicked and looked behind him, thinking it was the crew in danger.

But there was nobody.

As he listened closely he realized..

They were his own screams....from all those times he died after jumping into the wormhole in a fruitless attempt to find the right door. A key to solving the warp core crisis that threatened the universe.

Yet all those doors only led him to his death and yours.

He remembered them all, each one more painful than the last.

Fire. Explosions. Black holes. Crushed. Shot. Drowning. Suffocation. Freezing. Strangulation.

Pain.

So much pain and agony he made himself and you endure.

Only to find out he was the problem all along.

The screams got louder and louder, causing him to cover his ears as he curled up against the window, begging them to stop. He heard you laughing all the while too, punching the glass so hard it managed to leave a giant crack.

"Come on out, Mark!! You miss that nonexistent air, don't you? Join me..."

“Stop it.."

"Join me!!

"Shut up!"

"JOIN YOUR CAPTAIN!!!"

"LEAVE ME-"

“-ALONE!!”

The final scream jolted Mark out of bed, heart hammering out of his chest. He was in a wide-eyed panic, but once he realized he was just in his quarters, he sighed shakily and hugged himself, looking out at the small window.

He only saw stars. No wormholes. No corpses.

Yet he felt sick to his stomach, forcing himself to turn away and get out of bed, deciding to leave his room. All was quiet on the ship as he wandered through the halls, remembering all the running you and him have done in an attempt to fix everything.

Even now he can hear Computer's voice faintly echoing those alerts.

“Coolant leak in cryo.”

“ADS is offline.”

“Life support systems failing.”

“Fire on the bridge.”

Finally approaching the giant window at the bridge, he saw nothing but stars and a nebula off in the far distance. He didn’t know why but he felt compelled to sit in front of it and just...stare.

At what exactly? He didn’t know.

For how long? He didn’t know either.

He felt so....empty, cold, scared, and tired. God, he was so tired.

He hoped that with all of this being over, he could finally rest. Yet the nightmares never stopped; they always came back.

Always.

Mark was so lost in his own mind, he barely reacted to the door hissing open, not even acknowledging the thumping of boots that approached him. He just sighed and hugged his knees, resting his head on them.

Yet he was too scared to close his eyes, afraid of what he might see if he dared to open them again.

“Can’t sleep, either?”

It was you. Not Celci coming in to yell at him. Thank the stars.

Yet as you sat beside him, he didn't grin at your presence like he normally would. Instead he gazed at you only slightly, most of his face still buried in his arms.

You offered a sympathetic smile. It was off not seeing him as his typical talkative self, but you understood why. “Yeah..me neither.”

You removed your helmet, a small hiss escaping as you put it beside you, resting a hand on it. Mark blinked, eyebrows furrowing together as he saw the same amount of exhaustion in your eyes.

Pure exhaustion.

“I wake up sick every time. Like I’ve been doing backflips in the wormhole..” Shaking your head, you looked to him, sighing tiredly as you reached over to pet his hair. He closed his eyes and leaned into your touch, only to jerk himself awake once more.

For a moment, you recoiled. “What’s wrong?” You asked softly.

"D-Don't.." He kicked himself for saying that again, immediately realizing his mistake. "Sorry, 'm..so tired, but I can't...I can't sleep..."

God, why did he sound like a child. Speaking in a broken whisper that made him look so pathetic.

He was supposed to be strong for you. Stronger now that he learned from his mistakes and knew to move forward..rather than backward.

Yet he couldn’t help but feel weak and tired.

However you didn’t laugh, instead putting a comforting arm around him, squeezing him against your side. Again, he rested his head on your shoulder, that fear still lingering, even as you absentmindedly stroked the side of his hair. You can feel the poor guy trembling.

"Then rest. I’ll be right here. I’ll protect you.”

“But what if...if...” He didn’t get to finish his statement, your gestures soothing his anxieties. You didn’t know what the “if” was, though you could hear his shaky breaths gradually slow.

Then you felt him shift a little, getting his head more comfortably tucked into your neck. Without the helmet limiting how close he could get to you, he wanted to seize the opportunity.

You smiled and adjusted yourself so you could hold him while leaning against the wall. His arms were wrapped just above your belt as you felt his warmth breath against your skin, transitioning into soft snores.

"Sleep well, Mark." Sighing, you continued petting his hair until your own eyes eventually closed, hoping to finally get a break from the nightmares.

Both of you deserved it.

#clanask #list anon #iswm x reader #iswm 2 x reader #space mark x reader #hurt/comfort #fluff #in space with markiplier x reader

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magnus-the-maqnificent · 7 months

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Gasoline by Haim (ft. Taylor Swift) is SO Trsom!Alec coded like-

This whole chorus-

Gasoline Pretty please I wanna get off But you're such a tease Throw the keys Back to me Go on and kick off your boots In the passenger seat

Just him being a wholeass horny mess but also bonus points for the second half cause the Maserati ahdhdhsjsjjs

Then THE BRIDGE

We're watching the sunrise from the kitchen counter When you're lyin' between my legs it doesn't matter You say you wanna go slower but I wanna go faster Faster and faster

LITERALLY THE EPILOGUE????? Magnus wanting to go slow and then Alec being like "Please imma jump out the window if I don't get some" 😭😭😭

Also THIS line:

You needed ass Well, what's wrong with that?

Bonus: Pouty boy Alec

I get sad You know I get sad And I can't look past What I'm sad about

#anyway go listen to Gasoline NOW #malec #alec lightwood #magnus bane #trsom #rsom

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curvykittyyssmutfics · 1 year

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Consequences (Dylan O'Brien x Reader)

Warnings: POC female reader; Bratty reader; Angry!Dylan; Daddy kink; Ass slapping; Oral ( F receiving); Light choking; Rough sex; Porn no plot.

Disclaimer: I'm new here, first time writer. I usually come here for the smut but I decided to give it a go myself. Please gimme feedback, imma need all the help I can get. Thanks for reading! Lemme know if there should be a part 2!

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"Y/N, where are the car keys?!" I heard Dylan yell from downstairs. I heavily exhale and roll my eyes before adjusting myself in the chair I've been glued to for the past hour. Work had been strenuous lately and even with needing a break from staring at the bright screen as well as the ache in my fingers from typing, I really didn't wanna have to go downstairs and find something Dylan clearly had two hands to find himself.

Pinching the bridge of my nose, shutting my eyes for a brief moment, and not even trying to quell the attitude in my voice, I yell back, "Not sure, you even try lookin for em?!"

There's silence for a moment downstairs, though I can here some faint grumbling before he shouts back, "Since I so kindly gave you the keys to my ride, which you drove last by the way, could you come down here and help me?!"

"God Dylan, do you need me for everything? I'm obviously busy as fuck, hence me in here doing work for the past fuckin hour!" I said loudly, but not shouting, the last sentence spoken mostly to myself. I wasn't trying to be rude, but my back ached from my shitty work chair and my wrists felt like I had arthritis from all the damn typing I'd just done; I really couldn't help that my mood was shit right now. The last thing I felt like doing was going on a goddamn easter-egg hunt for his car keys, regardless of I drove it last or not. With that being said, I really didn't want to get Dylan upset either. It wasn't his fault I had a deadline. But the way I could here loud stomping coming up the stairs my way, I knew it was too late and he'd heard every word.

"Fuck." I muttered under my breath and quickly stood up as I heard him approaching the room I was in.

"What the hell is your problem, Y/N? What's with all this damn attitude over a question?" he spat as soon as he entered the room, crossing his arms over his naked chest. Damn, he looked good with just a towel slung loosely across his hips, clearly he had just jumped out the shower. His hair was a bit wet and slightly spiked from the water, his pretty brown eyes trained on me and slightly narrowed. I couldn't help but take him in fully with a good eye fuck before responding.

"Dyl, I'm exhausted from a shit of a week and you know this was supposed to be my day off but here I am back at it. I don't wanna have to-"

"Help find something you lost?" Dylan interrupted with a raised brow.

"So the fuck what Dylan, can't you just find them your fuckin self?" I huffed back, flicking my soft brown wavy hair off my shoulder and putting a hand on my shapely hips. I knew I was doing the absolute most and being way too feisty for Dylan, from the was his nose flared and eyes narrowed even more, but I couldn't stop. I'd been pent up with so much stress and tension and it felt good to let it out a bit.

"Watch it princess." He gritted out through clenched teeth, arms falling to his sides as he took a step towards me.

Ignoring his warning, I rolled my eyes and turned my back on him. Bending over my laptop, I tossed him a quick look over my shoulder before beginning to type. I knew he was staring at the way my soft dark grey cotton booty shorts were riding up and letting my plump brown cheeks peek out. "Whatever Dyl, you can show yourself ou-"

Before I could finish my sentence, I could feel a tight grip on the back of my neck and my laptop was snatched from underneath my fingertips as Dylan bent me face down into the desk where my laptop had previously sat. I could feel the heat from it left on the table against my cheek. I spluttered shocked as I tried to stand but was only pressed more firmly against the desk, his hand still on my neck and half hard dick pressed into the fat of my ass.

"You, know all week I felt for you. Your boss has been running you dry, I know you do your job plus more around there. I'm proud of you for that." He confessed, leaning over me. "But I think I'm a bit tired of you taking out your stress on me this way. If you're gonna use me to relieve some tension, it better be with you sitting on my dick, pretty girl." He growled into my ear.

I could feel my pussy clench rapidly at his words and tone. How I could go from being fired up and tense to wet and willing so quick is beyond me. Still, with all the fight in me I couldn't just give him what he wanted, even if it was now clearly what I wanted. Petty LaBelle honey!

I knew the monster I could release inside Dylan if I kept up, and maybe he was right. Maybe I just needed his help with some relief. But after acting like a damn brat I really didn't know how to go about asking him. All the fire and attitude from earlier quickly extinguished, replaced with a need for Dylan to fuck me asap. Hard.

I knew he was waiting patiently for me to respond, his grip on the back of my neck loosening just a bit so he could rub his thumb back and forth.

"Dyl, baby, I'm sorry." I start in a sickeningly sweet voice.

"Oh, I bet you are." He smirks down at me, lightly dry humping me.

I moan softly before continuing, "Honey, I'll help you find the keys if you can help me with something." I press back into him as his grip leaves my neck and both his hands squeeze the fat of my hips. He speeds up his humping and I can feel how hard he is behind me. He's groaning a bit before a feel a sharp sting to my ass.

"Ah! What the hell Dyl?" I ask in shock as try to escape his grasp.

"Fuck that." He responds, quickly pulling my hips back to his but slowing his thrusts down to a crawl. I can feel how my pussy is begging for him to slide inside from the way my wetness pools in my shorts as he grinds into the slit of my pussy. "You deserve for me to turn this ass red from all your damn sass and disrefuckinspect you've given me today." He smacks my right cheek again, but a bit harder and I can't help moan this time. I really can't tell if I'm gonna get what I want but I think I'm down for the ride.

The wetness in my shorts is starting to run down my thighs at his rough treatment. I know he knows when he rips my shorts to my ankles and turns me around. I spread my legs for him immediately and I see a small smile play at the edges of his lips for a second before it's gone.

"I bet you think Daddy is gonna lick that pretty pussy till you cum over and over huh? Bet you think this is gonna go your way?" He says kneeling and watching my slick drip down my thick chocolate thigh before catching it on his tongue. I whine loudly at the feeling, running my fingers through his damp hair. I give it a soft pull towards my center but he resists easily.

"Your bad ass is gonna take what I give Princess, you can beg all you like but I'm not giving in. My terms are this Sweetheart, you cum how and when I want no questions." He raises an eyebrow waiting for my answer.

"Yes Daddy." I agree quickly, licking my lips in anticipation.

"Good girl." He says before descending to my clit and giving it a harsh suck. I wail his name loudly, pulling his short hair hard and snapping my thighs shut against his ears. I feel his smirk against me as he prys my legs apart and pinning me by my knees.

"And here I thought you were starting to be good for me." He sounds of mocking disappointment as he smiles up at me. "Didn't Daddy tell you to take what I give you?" He asks with faux innocence.

"I'm sorry Daddy, s-so good always, I'm trying." I whine back at him, tilting my head back and closing my eyes. I can feel his breath on my sensitive clit and I'm really not sure if I can make it outta this alive.

Dylan clicks his tongue and runs his hands over my thighs affectionately while eyeing me down. "Damn Y/N, you look so good like this. Pretty brown thighs spread for me, gonna make you cum so hard sweetheart."

I look back down to see him pull his towel off and stroke his dick as he flicks his tongue quickly across my clit. His other hand grips my left knee, keeping me pinned and all I can do is exactly what he said: TAKE IT. My heart feels like it's gonna fly outta my chest, my breathing loud intermixed with my moaning. Between the feeling of him making a meal outta me and the sound/sight of him jerking his thick dick, I'm not sure if I can last long. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I feel him ease his middle finger into me.

"Dyl, baby, I c-can't.." I start to beg which results in him adding his index finger and speeding up the tempo of his fingers. "Oh, fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." I whine helplessly as he alternates between quick flicks and long harsh sucks on my clit, fingers still pumping into me. The feeling, sight and sounds of him pleasuring himself and me were coming to a head. I knew he had only been between my thighs for a few minutes but everything felt too explosive. "Daddy c-can I cum? Pleeeeease?" I ask, a long moan following. I could feel my thighs trembling as I neared my release.

"You gonna-be a-good-girl if I- say yes?" Dylan asks between licks, taking his hand off his dick and putting it back on one of my knees to pin it again.

"Yes Daddy, p-prooomissse." I groan back at him. I see his eyes shift to my fat, pretty tits, still covered by my black spaghetti strap, jiggling wildly. He stares for a moment longer before he says one word: "Cum" and flicks my clit as fast as he can, still fucking me with his fingers. After the fifth stroke across my clit with his tongue I'm breaking. My eyes roll to the back of my head and it feels like my clit pulses and vibrates against his tongue as I cum. My curvy thighs shake and the grip in his short damp hair turns tight as fuck as I grind against his face. I can hear myself moan like a whore but am completely helpless to stop it as I hump his face lewdly. The pressure doesn't stop mounting though, the crest seems to be coming to something I've never felt before.

Soon, the grip on his hair goes from pulling to pushing as I choke on my breaths. "Dyl, fu-fuck, st-stop. It's t-to much!" I plead as I look down at him but he only sucks my clit harder and speeds up his fingers. "Ah!!! Uh!! Oh! God!" I exclaim, eyes crossing before rolling back again. Clear liquid gushes outta me in streams with each pump of his fingers inside me. I beg, plead and scream for mercy but Dylan never lets up, his eyes focused on me intently.

By the 7th gush, his mouth and chest are soaked, but he seems intent on making me see the fucking stars. My hands have abandoned there attempts to pry his mouth off me by his hair and have started to clutch the desk in effort to scoot away. His fingers leave from inside of and grip my knees again as his tongue continues it's assault on my clit but thankfully slowing down. He stops licking only when I stop my escape attempts. I'm limp and beyond sated as I breath heavily with my eyes close. He's quiet for a moment, surveying me, enjoying his handy work.

I finally open my eyes when I feel Dylan rise to his feet, drying himself with his towel. He flings the towel away when he's done and takes place between my spread legs. "Damn Princess, you tried to drown me." He teases, hand sliding underneath my top to lightly squeeze my breast. I look to the side embarrassed, still breathing a bit heavy through my nose. Suddenly, I feel a hand on my throat grip tight but not cutting my breathing. I look back at him wide-eyed, as his other hand leaves my breast to grip his cock and run it up and down my slit.

"Now baby, as pretty as you looked cumming, I believe I told you to take what I gave you and I think we both know you trying to escape me isn't doing that so I gotta punish my sweet girl." He says so sweetly. My shocked gasp makes him smile wide. "I'm gonna give you one last chance to be a good girl or I'm fuckin wreckin this pretty pussy." It's all the warning I get before he slams his thick, hard cock halfway inside me. My back snaps into an arch as my mouth opens in a scream. The burning look in his eye and desperate snap of his hips.. Oh fuck, something tells me I'm gonna have trouble takin his big dick and being a good girl. Consequences be damned.

#dylan o'brien #poc reader #dylan obrien x reader

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jhoudiey · 1 year

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Came across a moot who had filled out these ship questions and decided to jump on board since work is boring and I've got so many spinning rotisserie chicken ships in my head I'm suffering.

So the first one Imma do is Aimitsu, my first TR OC! (Commission from @/julymarte). Gonna put answers below the cut cause I'm not a complete asshole.

Pre-Relationship

How did they first meet? Aiko's family are the caretakers of the temple that Toman meets at, and meets them at first when they're talking about starting the gang. She approaches them and tells them they'd better not cause any problems for the temple/grounds cause her grandparents are getting old and they don't want to clean up extra!

What was their first impression of each other? Aiko- Delinquent that's gonna cause problems for Ji-chan (gramps). Mitsuya- cute but worried about the wrong thing. (Doesn't care about the gang meeting there, only cares if they'll make a mess. What?)

Did any of their friends or family want them to get together? Not particularly, though once Mitsu's crush becomes apparent gets teased about it by the guys pretty frequently.

Who felt romantic feelings first? Mitsu. Aiko at first had a crush on Hakkai cause he's 'the strong and silent type' (see: unable to talk to girls).

Did either of them try to resist their feelings? Mitsu did cause he tried to cheer Hakkai on and urge him to get over his 'not talking to girls thing.' It didn't work.

If you had told one of them that the other would be their soulmate, what would they think? Mitsuya would brush it off cause no way, and Aiko would probably turn tomato red cause she's a sucker for romance movies and it would be SO SHOCKING to learn.

General

Who initiated the relationship, and how did it go? It ended up progressing quite naturally. They become pretty good friends and pretty much the group parents then eventually Mitsu gathers the courage to actually ask her out and she agrees.

Did they have an official first date? If so, what was it like? They do! They go for a ride on his bike (which aiko freaks about cause every time she rides it she thinks she's gonna die) and go out to Odaiba to overlook the rainbow bridge at night! Aiko gets fired up and says that she should have brought a thermos full of soup because it's chillier near the water than she expected (which is what she's carrying in the pic I used :>)

What was their first kiss like? Mitsuya kisses her in the middle of her rant about what kind of thermos and soup would be best, because he finds it very adorable when she gets worked up about the wrong things.

Were they each other’s first anything (kiss, relationship, etc.)? First everything.

What’s their height difference? Age difference? he's about an inch taller than her and about a month older.

What’s their relationship with each other’s families? Complete and utter adoration. Mana especially likes Aiko cause her hobby is making namagashi and teaches the girls how to make it and will even call it 'managashi' for Mana (plus, they have the same hairstyle). Aiko's grandparents think Mitsuya is a good kid with a good head on his shoulders and is glad he'll take care of her when they're gone.

Who takes the lead in social situations? Mitsuya. Aiko is very... errrr... out of touch? and a bit retro in personality (raised by old people amirite?) so Mitsu usually takes charge.

Who gets jealous easier? Mitsu. There is not a jealous bone in Aiko's body.

Love

Who said “I love you” first? Mitsuya!

What are their primary love languages? Acts of service.

How often do they cuddle/engage in PDA? Publicly, nearly never. Aiko is very reserved and saves everything for in private.

What are their favorite things to do together? Go to the fleamarket and completely dominate the sales at the supermarket. There's no way either of them are letting the 99 yen egg deal slip through their fingers.

Who’s better at comforting the other? Aiko. I think Mitsu is used to being the comforter and not often the comforted and aiko slips into that position very easily as a natural caregiver.

Who’s more protective? Mitsu, cause Aiko is pretty naïve and expects the best of people no matter what.

Do they prefer verbal or physical affection? physical!

What are some songs that apply to their relationship, in-universe or otherwise? uhhhh... I mostly listen to metal so not much applies so uhhh..is there a song about two teenagers that are basically grandparents that are just so comfortable with each other they're basically married from the start?

What kind of nicknames do they call each other? Mitsu calls her Ai-chan like the rest of them until their relationship progresses and he just calls her Aiko. Aiko goes from Mitsuya-kun to just Mitsuya, to Takashi.

Domestic Life

If they get married, who proposes? Mitsuya! Her grandparents give him the approval (and their wedding rings)before they pass away when they're teenagers and he tells her he wants to get married but will propose properly when he can afford a proper wedding.

What’s the wedding like? Who attends? Very traditional, at the temple they met at. Basically everyone from Toman is there :)

How many kids do they have, if any? What are they like? They have 2 in their late 20s/early 30s. Boy first then a girl, and they're both sweet as pie and think their parents are THE COOLEST.

Do they have any pets? Aiko has 5 shibas growing up at the temple (kuro-black, shiro-white, tofu-white, sobi-red, pekoe-red), and when she moves into her own place only Kuro goes with her. After he passes they hold off on any pets cause the hair gets EVERYWHERE and is hard for Mitsu to make stuff that doesn't come with extra dog hair.

Who’s the stricter parent? Aiko, but only by a thread. They're both really chill overall.

Who kills the bugs in the house? All bugs are ferried safely out the window.

How do they celebrate holidays? With friends and fam with cute desserts Aiko's made!

Who’s more likely to convince the other to come back to sleep in the morning? Mitsuya. Aiko is a pretty strict IT'S 5AM IT'S TIME TO WAKE UP NOW person (holdover from her days at the temple and is just an early riser.)

Who’s the better cook? Mitsuya is better at the savory foods, Aiko better at the sweets, but they're both very good at it.

If you've read this far YAY! thanks for reading about the grandparents ship that is just so lovely and wholesome all around. Cheers!

#tokyo revengers OC #TR OC #mitsuya takashi #tanaka aiko

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not-close-to-straight · 2 years

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Omg! I'm dying! I just finished the latest chapter of risk and fuck! Everything about it is just so fucking good!

The whole stay thing in the empty classroom, Billy going to Steve in the library and tugging him down to sleep with his head in Billy's lap. Billy giving him his sweater and then being cold! And all the fucking tension just building and building and building!!

The car scene! Wtf?? So good! Just everything about how desperate they are and the promise of soon and the pleading of don't leave me empty Alpha and imma put you in the backseat. Steve remembering the important things and Billy being all imma need more than 15 minutes cuz imma need you to be all soft and sweet and cuddly afterwards! 😭😭

Oh and the ripped shirt and ripped jeans and Steve biting bruising, like fuck, just everything about it was so good!

Also, it's literally so cute seeing Billy bonding with the "bear cubs"! And how he doesn't want to disappoint or upset his Omega, so he just gives into them.

Steve cracking up over Billy calling them bear cubs was hilarious, too. And when they hear Billy over the walkie 🤣🤣

Love seeing Billy bonding with Max, love how he called her his sister, and freaking love everything about Steve and Billy!!

THANK YOU

Okay the whole scene in the empty classroom. Idk why but I am OBSESSED with Billy who is always running his smart mouth, who never fucking shuts up being reduced to mostly non verbal when he needs his mate. He has SO MUCH TO SAY all the time, teasing Steve constantly, flirting and tossing out innuendos, generally being obnoxious, pretending to be relieved that Steve's parents aren't around cos that means he can sneak in for some booty any time he wants.

But then Steve goes to pull away and the only thing Billy can manage is "stay." He physically can't find the words to say what he needs from his Omega, he has no idea how to ask for it so he manages just the one word and then is relieved to the point of almost collapsing when Steve not only understands what he's asking for, but when Steve ALSO NEEDS THE SAME THING. I just love them. Shamelessly love them. They are such an interesting pairing not just for the always beautiful enemies to lovers trope but because Billy and Steve are so so alike in about a thousand ways that the second you start peeling away the surface of on-screen characterization, they are honestly FASCINATING and I could write about them for basically ever.

Bruh. "Are you empty right here?" that question took me out. Like I wrote the damn scene and that part still knocked me tf out. And Billy admitting that he needs all the "after" parts of sex so much, the cuddling and trust and safety with each other?? He's not great with words but sheesh is he beautiful when he's being vulnerable.

I honestly could write baby Alpha Max for years. I adore her so much. And the Party just trolling the hell out of Billy, its good for him! He needs to get that full younger sibling experience! Keeps him humble!

The whole "wow I'd jump off a bridge if I were you, this is literally mortifying." part. I kept thinking about that John Mulaney skit where he talks about how junior highers are super specifically mean while writing that part. HEY THAT'S THE THING I'M SENSITIVE ABOUT. Poor Billy

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semercury · 4 years

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if you’re the type of person who really cares about other people’s opinions and thoughts, please just assume i have the wrong ones. i can’t make you happy. please just hate me off the bat.

#stuff sarah says #where is the line?#xkit needs to update bc i'm getting recommended blogs so of course imma check them out #and i need to just stop looking at things. bc i look at the dni's and stuff and then i just panic #bc do i qualify?? do i need to jump off a bridge bc i reblogged this person's cute art even tho i have different political opinions?#even tho i don't talk about those opinions outside of ''i hate talking about political opinions''?#or that i think it's wrong to tell people to kill themselves over wanting two cartoon characters to hold hands??#not even that i want those characters to hold hands. i just think it's fucked up to tell people to die over that #like does that count to that person? am i hashtag problematique bc of that? or do they not care?#how am i to know? am i to deeply research every single person before i hit that reblog button??#it drives me fucking nuts. and you know what else?#i've literally gotten to the point where i feel safer around people who ship the hashtag problematic things #bc i know they're not going to yell at me if i step one toe out of line unlike the other crowd #and i feel like that's probably not the reaction these people are going for?? but i'm??#i hate the internet so much #once again. thank goodness no one gives a shit about fic writers in fandom #yeah it kinda sucks to get ignored but like. i'll take flying under the radar over people potentially messaging others about me #being like ''hey... this person said x one time so...'' and getting publicly put on blast #and i really feel like the irony of callout culture and dni's and stuff is that it doesn't stop the actual nasty people #it just makes anxious people more anxious #and quite frankly it is exactly the kind of fuel my scrupulosity needs for its hellfire...

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bumblesimagines · 4 years

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The Oldest Pogue

Request: Yes or No

Heads up for most of these Outer Banks fic I'll probably do the mini intro lol they're fun. Btw timelines a lil weird. Takes place in ep 1 but have the party the day after they find the boat and all that. Idk Shoupe's first name so imma just call him Shoupe or dad. Idk what grade everyone is in but imma assume that the Pogues and Sarah (+ Topper) are sophomores/juniors since they're 16

"Then there's (Y/N) Shoupe, better known as Mama Pogue or (N/N). We got lucky with (Y/N) since he's the deputy's son. He's the definition of a mom friend, always taking care of us. We'd probably starve to death without his meals. Though we would never admit it, we all had crushes on him when we first met him."

(Y/N) entered the house, glancing at a passed out JJ. He chuckled, shaking his head as John B stepped out of his room.

"Morning, sweetie." (Y/N) greeted playfully, setting down groceries.

"Sorry I couldn't join you guys yesterday." (Y/N) started putting the things away and began making some lunch for the boys. John B shrugged.

"It's fine, you'll make it up to us with food." John B replied with a grin. (Y/N) chuckled, nodding.

"Where'd you go?" (Y/N) asked. John B sat at the table, glancing at JJ.

"Motel.. Found a sunken boat and a key in it so we went to the motel. Had to dodge your dad. He took money from a potential crime scene." John B told him. (Y/N) sighed.

"What do you want me to do? He already says half of our conversations are 'political'. He doesn't like that I'm hanging out with a bunch of idiots." (Y/N) said as Kiara and Pope entered.

"Ouch." Kiara grinned, glancing at JJ as he stirred. "Did you tell him about the gun and money?"

"Gun?"

"I was getting to that, Kie." John B sighed. "JJ took the gun."

"Jesus.. A gun? Underaged with an unregistered gun and no license?" (Y/N) stared at them. "Do you know how much trouble you'll get into?!"

"I tried to tell them, (N/N)." Pope said. (Y/N) pinched the bridge of his nose, putting the two plates of burgers before approaching the half asleep male.

"JJ, a gun? Really? Of all things?" (Y/N) stared at him. "Huh?" JJ looked at him, drool coming out the side of his mouth. A swift smack to the back of his head woke him up.

"Jesus, what the fuck?" JJ huffed, sitting up and rubbing the back of his head. "Come eat breakfast, JJ." John B called.

"What the hell am I gonna do with you four?" (Y/N) asked, sighing softly. JJ stood, chuckling.

"Love us." He replied, going to the table and sitting down.

"Please don't play with a gun." (Y/N) looked at him. JJ nodded, raising his hands. "Promise, Mama Pogue."

"Swear on Cheesecake?" (Y/N) cocked a brow.

"Cheesecake?" Kiara furrowed her brows.

"I swear.. I swear on Cheesecake that I won't play with the gun." JJ gave a nod. (Y/N) nodded, crossing his arms.

"Who's Cheescake?" Pope asked. "A fish we caught." JJ replied, mouth full.

"Gross." Kiara cringed, giggling.

"Eat with your mouth closed." (Y/N) called. JJ swallowed and nodded.

"Yes, mom." JJ replied, grinning. (Y/N) shook his head, running his hand through his hair.

"How's everyone after Agatha?" Pope asked.

"I mean.. People have been calling the department left and right. The power will probably be out for a while." (Y/N) shrugged.

"Bet those kooks will have power in no time." JJ mumbled, shaking his head.

"Can't believe the one day I don't hang out with you guys, JJ gets a fucking gun." (Y/N) sighed, shaking his head.

"Also! John B and Pope surfed the surge." Kiara said.

"You did what?!"

"Way to snitch on us, Kie." Pope mumbled. Kiara shrugged.

"It's called payback." Kiara replied with a chuckle.

"If it took down a boat, it probably could've taken you along with it." (Y/N) placed his hands on his hips. JJ mimicked him, earning another smack on the head.

"Come on, we're having a party at the boneyard." John B said.

(Y/N) laughed as he won the drinking competition. JJ laughed, high fiving him. Kiara noticed the JJ held onto (Y/N)'s hand for a little longer than needed.

"What would daddy say if he saw you drinking?" JJ asked, getting another cup. The two headed over to John B. (Y/N) laughed.

"What's he gonna do? Ground me? Lock me up for drinking?" (Y/N) questioned. JJ shrugged, grinning as he offered John B a cup but noticed Sarah Cameron and offered it to her instead.

"Sarah, can I interest you in a tasty Milawaukee beverage?" JJ asked. (Y/N) shot him a look, glancing at Topper.

"No, thanks." Sarah smiled, shaking her head.

"Come on. Is it not fancy enough for you?" JJ asked.

"No, we were just leaving-"

"You know what? I'll take it." Topper cut in. (Y/N) and John B shared a look.

"Let it go, JJ-"

"No, no, I'll have it." Topper cut (Y/N) off.

"That's nice, Topper but I didn't ask you. Now, if you said pretty please, maybe, but you didn't. So, Sarah-" Topper knocked the drink out of JJ's hands which in turn made JJ grab him by the shirt.

"JJ!" (Y/N) grabbed him as John B and Pope came in, pushing him away as well.

"Dirty Pogues!" Topper shouted. (Y/N) looked at John B.

"John B, don't you dare-" John B turned around, shoving Topper back. Sarah tried to cut in but Topper punched John B. The fight caught the attention of everyone else. Topper kicked John B while he was on the ground.

"Hey, John B, don't make me down you like your old man, alright?" Topper said.

"This dumb fucking blonde." (Y/N) whispered, pinching the bridge of his nose. A fight quickly broke out, the two fighting in the waves and sand as the crowd chanted. (Y/N) watched them, trying to get them to stop.

"Topper, stop!" Sarah shouted, trying to stop her boyfriend from drowning John B. (Y/N) quickly stepped in, grabbing him by the back of his shirt and pulling him back, punching him. John B coughed behind him, head spinning.

"You wanna go, Shoupe?" Topper asked. (Y/N) went to respond but a gun was pressed to the side of Topper's head, the safety clicking.

"JJ-"

"Your move, broski." JJ stared at Topper. Most of the teens on the beach ran while Sarah and the other Pogues tried to get JJ to put the gun away.

"We're good! We're good!" Topper repeated.

"(N/N), Kie, check your psycho friend!" Sarah watched, panicked and worried for her boyfriends life.

"Okay, everyone, listen up! Get the hell off our side of the island!" JJ shouted, shooting two rounds into the air. Pope and Kiara shouted at JJ while (Y/N) quickly rushed to John B's side as he collapsed.

"My dad's gonna kill me." (Y/N) whispered, dragging John B out of the water.

"Help me!" (Y/N) called, getting the others attention. JJ and Pope rushed over, helping (Y/N) carry John B to the van.

"Is he okay?" Kiara asked as she drove.

"Yeah, he's breathing." (Y/N) replied, staring down at the male. John B coughed but didn't open his eyes.

"He might have a killer headache tomorrow but other than that, he should be fine." (Y/N) said.

"I can't believe you were so stupid! Taking the gun out on a kook?!" Pope stared at JJ. The two got into an argument, Kiara jumping in as well.

"Enough! JJ did it to help stop Topper from hurting me and John B. Yes, he could've done it another way and handled it better but at the end of the day, he was trying to help." (Y/N) looked at them.

"You always take his side." Pope mumbled.

"It's cause he loves me." JJ grinned.

"You're my least favourite child." (Y/N) mumbled. JJ chuckled. "Admit it. I'm your favourite." JJ cooed. (Y/N) flipped him off. They got to John B's place, getting him in bed. (Y/N) got on his dirt bike and rode off, heading home.

"Can't wait to hear this lecture." (Y/N) mumbled, parking his bike and heading inside. He entered the kitchen, starting up dinner. (Y/N) made his dad's favourite, hoping it would please him. (Y/N) heard the door open and clothes, his dad entering in uniform.

"Hey, dad." (Y/N) greeted, placing the plates of food down. He sat, shooting his dad a smile.

"Got a call not long ago. Some kid had a gun." Shoupe said, sitting down. (Y/N) hummed.

"Did you find out who it was?" (Y/N) asked. Shoupe shook his head.

"No.. But from eyewitnesses, there was a fight and I heard you were involved." Shoupe said.

"Dad, you know I'm not the violent type." (Y/N) continued to eat. "But I did punch Topper for trying to drown John B." (Y/N) said quickly.

"Thank you for being honest." Shoupe said, sighing deeply. He put his fork down and looked at his son.

"(Y/N).. I don't want these kids to ruin the possibility of you going to culinary school." Shoupe said. (Y/N) sighed, looking away. "And they will if you keep running with them."

"Dad, I'm gonna be a senior next year. I have my whole life ahead. I could enter culinary school whenever I want or feel like it." (Y/N) said. Shoupe sighed and nodded.

"I know.. I just don't want you getting stuck here. I want you to have an early start." Shoupe said. "I'll be accepting of you.. No matter what." Shoupe assured.

"Thanks, dad. Anything new today?" (Y/N) asked. He thought back onto what John B told him.

"Nope." Shoupe shook his head. (Y/N) hummed, nodding. He stood, washing the plates and heading off to bed. He hoped the following days would be better.

#x reader #x you #x y/n #x male reader #x male!reader #outerbanks #outer banks #outer banks x reader #outer banks x male!reader #outer banks x you #outer banks x y/n #john b x reader #john b x male reader #Pope Heyward x reader #Pope Heyward x male reader #Kiara Carrera x reader #Kiara Carrera x male reader #JJ Maybank x reader #JJ Maybank x male reader

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fortunatelyhauntedblackcherry · 4 years

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Moonshine - A Beetlejuice Fanfiction 13

Warning: swearing, death, Beetlejuice being a true DemonStraightFromHell™

The tall, black-haired men was standing next to the sofa, on Rei's side. Right after they stopped being possessed, Matthias got himself together and grabbed the gun that he dropped when BJ made that fireball. He was furious. All he wanted was to end this nightmare. And the lives of these women.

Rei scooched back, trying to get more further away from the shotgun pointed at her face.

- I really wanted to make this work, Ariadné. I did! But you were such an incompatible bitch, you... - he breathed out and looked straight into Rei's eyes. - This all ends tonight.

He pulled the trigger. Rei closed her eyes. She legitimately thought that she was gonna die that moment but something stopped the bullet. She opened her eyes in shock. Beetlejuice was floating before her, guarding her with his body. He was facing Matt. He looked at his stomach, where the bullet landed, then he raized his gaze at Matt, pure evil flashing in his eyes, wide shatklike grin on his face. His hair started to get a red shade. The guy stepped back a bit.

- Okay, first of all, you are being a total dick right now. - stated Beetlejuice in a voice that could only be described as it came from the depths of Hell. He closed his eyes forcefully for a brief second, and with that, the wound on his belly got stitched up. - Second of all... - he opened his eyes and spat the bullet at Matt's face. - ...you've messed with the wrong house.

He slowly started to move towards Matt, who was now panicking. He stepped backwards, and shot. But that just made BJ twitch a bit and smile even more widely. He looked more and more like the Cheshire Cat, with much creepier teeth. Matthias was panicking so hard that he started screaming while shooting again and again. But BJ just laughed. - Seriously, you schmuck? You think that would scare me away? - his laugh sounded more like scratching metal than a laugh. - The sound of a scream, of torture and pain, breaking a brain, is music to me. Trauma and fear, they sing in my ear. - Matt tried to barrel-load the weapon but it just clacked. He looked dreaded. BJ shrugged in a sarcastic way. - Uh-oh, looks like you're all out, fucker. - he launched himself at the man, grabbed his shirt, and lifted him up. He was waggling so Beetlejuice moved one of his hands up onto his neck. - Did ya seriously think that I'll be the dark sky, just so you can be a star and glow your way out of this? Oh silly... - he squeezed his neck and brought him back to his level. - I'll swallow you whole.

He quickly floated towards the front door, kicked it open, and threw Matthias out onto the porch. He spat the bullets at the guy then snapped and reappeared on the coffee table.

- And now for the moment you've all been waiting for! - he said with wide eyes. He moved his fingers from above his head, down to his torso, and made the room light up in red. It seemed like they stepped out of a haunted house. He turned away to face the shocked burglars. - Step right up and let's play a game I like to call "RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" - a huge version of him cracked through the floor and started to crawl after the men. They screamed and started to run. BJ creepily bit his lower lip and snapped, disappearing. The girls were all huffing and looked at each other in shock. What the fuck just happened, thought Ari. That weirdo just saved my life, thought Rei.

They all ran after the Big BJ when they heard something from outside. Someone was yee-haw-ing. The Big BJ disappeared as soon as he crawled out of the front door, leaving the girls being able to see what made the weird noise before. It was Beetlejuice. In a burgundy cowboy outfit. With a white cowboy-hat and white cowboy boots with a spur. He was sitting on the back of an enormous, Alienlike double-headed snake, with snapping teeth and stripey tongue. Beetlejuice was riding it like it was a bull, waving his hat and occasionally yee-hawing. The burglars were running away, but the sandworm started to slither towards their leader. It opened his mouth widely as it came close to Matt and quickly snapped his teeth on him. It gulped. The girls were able to see how the man was swallowed.

Ari grabbed her chest. Her heart was racing. She was collecting her thoughts together. Rei sighed.

- Well, his carrer has came into a crash. - she stated. Sofía grunted.

- YOU SERIOUSLY HAD TO SAY THAT?! - Beetlejuice got off the sandworm and patted its head. It made a loud purring noise.

- Guys... - started Ari in a low voice.

- Scatter away girl, we finished, scatter away! Yaaaa! Yaaa! - said Beetlejuice in a heavy texan accent. His spurs were clinging as he went closer to the girls. He flashed a weird smile at them, looked at Ari, winked and tilted his hat.

- You are as creepy as a real serial killer. For real. - said Rei with a disgusted face.

- Agreed. - stated Sof. Ari grabbed her shoulders and shaked her eldest sister.

- Guys... I'm free. - she let Sofi go and cupped Rei's face. - I'm free!!! - she ran off the porch and jumped into Beetlejuice's neck. He almost fell over but could hold his place with holding Ari out by her waist. He flung her up in the air, then when he put her down, she started jumping around. - 🎶Hey look at me, I'm finally free!🎶 - she said in a sing-songy voice, happy tears running down her face. She clapped little claps and held BJ's face. - Thank you thank you THANK YOU!!! - she squeeled and pressed a sloppy kiss on both of Beetlejuice's cheeks. Then she ran back to her sisters and jumped on them too.

Beetlejuice slowly walked towards them, several pink streaks appearing in his hair. Now it was a mixed color of glowing green, fading red, pretty light pink and... Light purple with blue. Light purple meant sadness and blue meant sensitivity/vulnerability. He scruffed his color-changing stubble. As he got to the girls, he ruffled through Ari's hair then sighed.

- Well... - he sighed again, put his hat on Ari's head, then waved and said in a weird voice: - ...BYYEEEEE!!!

- Wait, where are ya going? - asked Ari, snapping back to reality. She grabbed BJ's arm which made him turn. His hair turned more purple. He smiled lightly. It was definitely a brittle smile.

- I told you. As soon as I redeem my dues to ya, Imma get out of your hair.

- You're... Not staying? - now she sounded brittle. Beetlejuice let out a huge breath.

- Babes, I'd be a burden. I don't wanna trouble you guys. - he pointed at her sisters. They came closer too. Rei bit her nails. Just a moment before, her sister was so happy and now, she looked devastated again. She couldn't leave her like this.

- Well, I think, this is goodbye then... - said Ari and she held her hands out. Beetlejuice hugged her. Ari's nose hurt because of his smell but she didn't care. She squeezed him harder.

- Imma miss ya so much, little hellion... - he let Ari go, hair fully blueish purple. - Imma go scare the neighborhood now. - he turned around, and started to walk away.

If it could, a lightbulb would have appeared next to Rei's head. She jumped after the demon.

- Wait! - BJ instantly turned around and quickly floated back to them.

- Yeah, what, what's up babe? - Rei rubbed the bridge of her nose and sighed.

- Look, I... I actually can't believe I'm doing this but... - she pushed her hair back and looked deep into BJ's eyes. - As a sign of gratitude, because you saved my life back there, I... - she sighed again. Wow I'm such a moron for doing this. - If you wanna, you can stay here. As a home-base for your hauntings. - Sof shoved her.

- WHAT?! - she screamed at her sister. - BASED ON OUR SISTER CODE, WE GOTTA VOTE ON...

- WE WON'T! - screamed Rei back, cutting into her sister's speech. - I ALREADY DECIDED!

Sofía threw her hands up. She had a furious look on her face.

- You know what?! FINE!!! I DON'T CARE!!! Let's just foster a bloody demon in our house! - she pointed at both her sisters. - You snake-ass bitches have no respect for our agreement! - and with that, she turned around and marched towards the house. At the door, she turned back and shouted at them. - AT LEAST MAKE HIM CLEAN UP THIS MESS! - and she slammed the door behind her.

Rei sighed then turned back to Beej. He was being all gushy and did that weird thing that kids do when they're embarassed or something, he put his weight from one leg to another.

- Could you? - she asked. BJ snapped.

- Done. - he blinked fast at Rei. His eyelinered eyes were all teary. - You really want me to stay? - Rei shrugged.

- Only if you want to... - he scruffed his stubble.

- Well, I always wanted to have a home...

- What? - asked Ari.

- NOTHING! - shouted Beetlejuice and pushed the girls towards the house. As they got closer, Rei turned around with a pointing finger held up.

- Just... One thing. - she booped the demon's nose. - Please be a good boy.

- Babes, I have such a praise kink I will do almost anything in order to be called a good boy. - she sighed and opened the door. Beej threw his hand over Ari's shoulders. - Welp, looks like you're stuck with your undead buddy. - he stated with a huge smile, much h more humanlike than before. Ari did the impression of fainting.

- Oh poor me. - she laughed and hugged Beej. The demon didn't hug her back. Why is she doing this again?! Then Ari pulled her mouth into a grimace. - Bug?

- Yeah?

- You have a boner.

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