#MAT LOOKS SO GOOD WHAT THE HECK

[extremelyblackandwhite]

pairing: dad!bucky barnes x au pair!reader

warnings: age gap (reader is 10 years younger than bucky), female masturbation, mentions of sex, smut (18+, dni if under 18)

summary: there’s something about bucky that she never allowed herself to fully explore. 

Sadie had always been a quiet baby, even the day he first met her. She was just there, on the entry mat of his flat, wrapped in hospital blanket, laid on her back and sleeping peacefully. He could not believe that such peace, such overwhelming purity had somehow came from him. Ever since, that remained. She was well behaved, usually being happy if someone she knew was around. She was the best thing that could’ve possibly come from him and as he laid her down in her bed, surrounded by another pile of plushies which she demanded she had to sleep next to every night, that feeling that his little girl only had him, the most imperfect person he knew, made his heart stop even if for a second. He shook those thoughts from his mind, distracting himself by pulling the comforter over his daughter and kissing her head, turning the lights off as he exited the room. This was not it. Not what he envisioned when he allowed himself the chance to think of a future where he had children. If he had allowed himself the fantasy when he was younger, he would’ve rather had a traditional home somewhere in the suburbs where everyone was sure to somehow get in his nerves but was safer. The home would be homey, walls covered in photos from a single live well lived, a wedding photo at the entry door and three jackets in the same colour but different sizes. He thought if he ever had children, he would be married to someone he loved and loved him back. Yet, he’d only allowed himself the childish notion of love towards himself to ran wild before he got into the army, before the accident. Truth was, after the accident he didn’t want a bride and he certainly didn’t want children. He wasn’t naive enough to believe himself unattractive, he knew he was, he knew he was magnetic. However, he knew the difference between magnetism, passion and love. Love and lust may go together, but they don’t arise together, not at the beginning. 

Parts of him sometimes wished things would’ve worked out with Sadie’s mother. God, he’d tried. He’d been an idiot before, begging on his knees to a woman who couldn’t care less about the child she’d abandoned on his doorstep, to please give him a chance. He had begged her to allow him to show her a nice life, even if she didn’t love him, even if she didn’t like him. Heck, he’d even attempted to pay her, just so Sadie would have a mother. Just so Sadie would know her mother. The sad truth was that Sadie’s mother didn’t want to be her mother. She didn’t even want to be reminded of Sadie’s existence except for when she needed money. For her, Sadie was an accident. Heck, for her she didn’t even know their child was even named Sadie. She didn’t care. Bucky tried to pretend he didn’t care either but he did. He wanted Sadie happy. He couldn’t be the best dad, he knew that, but he could try to give her everything. 

He popped the glass lid off the whiskey bottle on his drink cart, pouring himself a very generous glass. Maybe he should put some photos up on the walls. Yet, he doubted his interior designer would be very happy about it. 

     - Is she off for the night? - Y/N came down the stairs, dressed in her beige loungewear and carrying the single cup of tea she seemed to always have around her. He nodded, taking another sip of his drink while staring into pure nothingness. - I’m taking her to the park tomorrow morning. Playdate with one of the kids from school.

     - Where did you learn to shoot? 

     - How is that relevant to your daughter’s playdate? 

     - No one shoots that well as a first timer. - he turned to look at her. - That’s no beginners luck. That’s good shooting. 

     - My older brother used to have fun shooting cans down with BB guns when we were kids. He taught me.

     - You have a brother? 

     - How is that relevant?

     - We never actually talk, Y/N. You spend days with my kid and I don’t know much about you. I’m curious. - he sat on his couch, patting the seat next to him. - Trust me, doll. It pays off being in my good graces. 

    - Don’t care. You already pay me. - she leaned on the back of the couch, looking at him with a smug grin. - Quite handsomely, actually. 

    - Do you want a drink? 

    - I have a drink. - she rose her cup of tea. 

    - A proper drink. I have the good stuff, doll. Besides, Sadie’s asleep and your boss won’t care if you have a drink or two. - he got up, ready to pour her something. - Come on. When will you be able to drink 50 year old scotch? 

    - You have 50 year old scotch? - she peaked over to the trolley. - Is that even drinkable? Has it not developed a weird taste? Does the scotch know women have rights now? 

     - Don’t get too used to it. They cost a pretty penny. - he handed her a glass. - Worth it. 

    - How much does it cost? 

    - Just enjoy yourself. 

That was good scotch. She probably had no qualification to be deciding what was good and what was bad scotch but she was entirely sure this was good scotch. Good strong scotch and just by the second glass, the two of them were giggling like two school girls, her cup of tea long forgotten. 

   - C’mon, c’mon ... - she playfully slapped his arm. - You slept with at least one of them. They’re hot. 

   - I don’t sleep with my employees. I’m a good boss. 

   - But she’s so hot. - she hammered on. - I would sleep with her if I swung that way. Is that a rule? Only hot secretaries?

   - It’s not my fault hot people attract hot people. 

   - At least one of the mums at Sadie’s school. 

   - Nope. 

   - They’re always throwing themselves at you. Honestly, its your pick at this point. 

   - I can’t. They very respectfully throw themselves at me but they still think there’s a Mrs. Barnes. 

   - Sadie’s mum? - she almost sobered up at the thought. - Sadie’s mum has come by?

   - No, not Sadie’s mum. You. 

   - I’m not Mrs. Barnes. Do they think I’m Mrs. Barnes?

   - Wow. - he chuckled at her horrified face - Would it be such a bad thing to be Mrs. Barnes? There are worse fates.

    - You’re not my type. - she almost snorted a laugh, hiding the sight of her lips behind the hammered glass of the tumbler. 

Bucky leaned against the couch, looking her up and down without moving anything but his eyes. It was a sniper look if she’d ever seen one and although she was covered in oversized loungewear, she felt as if she stood stark naked in front of her boss. Her cheeks heated and she no longer knew if it was from the scotch in her system or from the look she was receiving from him. His motionless state changed as he moved like a feline, standing above her, close enough she could feel his breathe on her. She buried herself deeper into the couch, trying to avoid his eyes. Had his eyes always been this blue? 

     - I’m sure I could change your mind if I wanted. - he chuckled before returning to his seat. - What about you? You’re very curious about my love life, what about yours? 

     - I don’t have time. 

     - That I know. You’re always here, overtime with my daughter. Are there no postgraduate men vying for your attention? - he drank whatever was leftover of the amber liquid in the glass. 

     - I’m not that kind of girl. - she laughed, uncomfortable at the mention of her dating life. She was already ashamed of it, of what her love life looked like. There was no one tripping over themselves to date her. Perhaps it was merely because she didn’t know what it took to put oneselves out there, she didn’t like the superficiality of dating apps, somewhat still wanting a traditional meet cute, and when she wasn’t studying, she was looking after Sadie. Besides, she never was the centre of attention, so why would she be now? - I’m content. 

     - If I were 10 years younger, I’d be all over you. - he winked. - You need more time off. 

     - Who needs a boyfriend when I can be Mrs. Barnes apparently. - she rebutted, getting a laugh from him. - If apparently I am Mrs. Barnes, I think I’m gonna need a raise. 

      - You’re just making me lose out of on the chance to sleep with the school’s MILFs. You may need a pay cut, actually.

      - I think you’ve had too much too drink. Another comment like that and they won’t let you near the school. - she let herself lean against the pillow, taking him in with a very drunken mind. James Barnes was gorgeous, he’d always been gorgeous but perhaps her sober self had never allowed herself to see him like this, see him as a sexual being or have less than appropriate thoughts about her boss.

She knew he was attractive, she knew everybody wanted him even if it was for a single night. She’d heard some of it ... by accident when Sadie was at school and he thought no one was home. She didn’t think much of it but now, as he stood there in dark joggers and a way too tight white t-shirt, those noises were all she could think of. What it would feel like to hear a man like that come undone, to be the reason a man like that came undone. She wondered what his fingers would feel against supple skin, the texture of his lips and tongue. 

      - Are you alright? - his voice luckily took her out of her depraved fantasy world. She shouldn’t be thinking of this, she shouldn’t think of him like that. He’s her boss, he’s Sadie’s dad. - I’m just joking around. I am not a man whore, Y/N. 

      - I know. - she swallowed the lump in her throat. - I, I really need to get to bed or Sadie will miss her playdate tomorrow. 

      - I should be going too. Work tomorrow. 

      - Ah ... - she looked around. - I’ll wait for you to say goodnight to Sadie tomorrow then? Or do you want her to go to sleep before you arrive?

      - I’ll text you if I make it before bedtime.

      - Okay. Hum ... goodnight, Sergeant Barnes.

(...)

It was official. She was depraved. 

The 50 year old scotch made her a depraved individual. That had to be the reason she was twisting and turning around in her bed, her sheets no longer smooth instead tangled between her legs as her mind wandered further into the sexuality that her boss exuded. He was stuck in her mind, from the way his lips grazed the glass to how close he’d been to her. He’d been so close to her, close enough she could’ve kissed him if she wanted to. She was sure he was a good kisser. He looked like he was a good kisser. 

She turned around of more, staring at the ceiling, trying to find something remotely interesting in the wide white of the ceiling. Instead, she wondered about what he was doing in his bedroom. She wondered if he was restless too, perhaps finding something more interesting to do with his time and like an annoying radio song, those moans were back in her memory. God, she wondered if he needed a woman with him to make those sounds. Wondered if he laid down at night, fantasising about the perfect woman, tugging at his cock. Oh god ...

     - Stop it. - she mumbled to herself but that image was now stuck in her mind. The idea of his lips parted as he jerked off, moans leaving his mouth like any other fantasy. 

That heat was back to her cheeks as her hand shyly descended, from her side to the hem of her shorts. She shouldn’t, she really shouldn’t and perhaps if she were sober she wouldn’t be doing it but at the mere memory of him, all inhibitions were out the window and her hand went under the shorts and her underwear. She reached between the heat in her legs, finding to no surprise that her colourful imagination made her wet. She let herself imagine what it would be like for him to touch her as she lazily circled her clit with her fingers, her other hand toying with her hardened nipple. 

She could almost hear his voice in that state, whispering dirty words into her ear as she thrust a finger into her wanting heat, her palm rubbing against her bundle of nerves as she slowly fucked herself. She wondered if he’d put his hand around her throat, calling her all sorts of things and moaning against her ear. 

    - Sergeant Barnes ... - she moaned to herself, her head trashing around her pillow as she bit the fabric trying to suppress any noise from coming out. 

She was done for, so done for. 

(...)

     - Oh my god! - she shrieked as she stepped away from the tub, receiving yet another splash of water which instead of ending up on the floor, hit her directly across her front. 

The bathroom was steamed from the heat of the water, most of which now laid on the ground in puddles or soaked into her clothing. This never happened, or at least it didn’t usually happen. That’s what she gets for bathing an overexcited toddler. She looked down on herself, sighing before picking up the only dry towel in the bathroom and pulling Sadie out the bath before she turned the bathroom into her own private pool. She already had one of those, she didn’t need two. 

     - You’re gonna have to help me mop, huh? - she told the 2 year old as she dried her off and helped her into dry, clean pyjamas. - We can’t splash in the bath.

     - Fun! - she merely replied with that smile that almost made her forgive everything. Almost.

She picked Sadie up, leaning her against her hip so she wouldn't trip on the wet tilled floor. That’s just what she needed for tonight, to spend it all moping the floors of the bathroom. Yet right now all she needed was to get Sadie fed and calm before she created any more danger. She would change after. It was just the two of them tonight and Bucky hadn’t shown any signs of showing up before bedtime which gave her plenty of time to get her ducks in a row. 

At least that’s what she had thought until she stepped right into Bucky’s track as she made her way to the kitchen. Bucky stood there, almost made of stone as he took in what stood in front of him. His daughter was happily giggling, speaking about her playdate while Y/N was soaking wet, from head to toe. It was almost as if she wasn't wearing a shirt. The thin white material transparent and clinging to the pebbled nipples and outline of her breasts and if that wasn't enough, the wet white shorts gave him a front view of her red underwear. 

He’d never felt like a perverted old man until now. Until the sight of this woman soaking wet made him wonder what she would look like completely naked. Suddenly, his trousers felt tighter around his crotch and he had to turn his head away. This was his child’s mother ... shit, his child’s babysitter. Whatever. This was inappropriate. 

    - I’m sorry. She splashed the whole bathroom.

What was he supposed to reply? He couldn’t look the woman in the eye without getting hard. Instead, he grabbed his daughter from her, taking a few steps back. A few which looked like a mile away. 

     - You may want to change, Y/N. - he cleared his throat. 

     - Oh ... - she looked down herself. Great. Now she was having inappropriate thoughts about her boss and prancing around in see through clothing. - I’m so sorry.

    - Just go, Y/N. - he motioned towards the stairs, turning around to face the other side as she climbed up the stairs and away from his sight. Great, he was a perverted old man now. 

     - Daddy, you’re red. - Sadie piped up as he sat her down in her chair. - Angry?

    - No, Sadie. I’m not angry. 

    - Sorry. - she apologised. 

    - Just don’t splash Miss Y/N, yeah? Makes things complicated for daddy.

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[he-calls-me-kitten]

PlayDate

9 demons, 1 angel and 1 immortal wizard. A game night with your harem, planned especially by Asmo. What could possibly go wrong?

Honestly it's just a overly long tease fic what the heck-

TW: There's smexy stuff with organic paint and all so read at your own risk.

"I've never been more excited for a game night! I'm sure Asmo has lots of fun games in store for us!" Diavolo laughed

"I'm suprised you even showed up, Simeon." You nudged the angel next to you. "Especially knowing that Asmo planned it."

"Well I was worried about you." He replied. "I couldn't, in good faith, leave you with the demons on top of Asmo in charge."

"There was really no need Simeon, I'm here to look after MC too you know?" Solomon said, smiling. Simeon laughed at that.

"Attention everyone! Your fabulous game host is here!" Asmo strutted into the room with a peach fur scarf around his usual outfit, just to be extra. You applauded him on, clapping and laughing.

"Asmodeus I really hope you have picked the games carefully keeping in mind Diavolo is joining us." Lucifer said sternly.

"Oh come now Lucifer, don't be like that! I'd like to play any games he has for us." Diavolo chided. Barbatos nodded in agreement.

"The first game for tonight is...Strip Jenga!" Asmo said, bringing out a jenga game box. "The rules are simple, my lovelies! Pulls the pieces from the tower and whoever makes it drop has to strip!"

"Absolutely not." Lucifer bellowed sternly.

"Gah! I knew it! I'm out of here!" Levi got up to his feet.

"Why'd ya have to add stripping as a penalty?!" Mammon said, shaking his head as he draped his jacket on your shoulders. "It totally messes MC's games and I don't want anyone seeing MC!"

"Oh but you're allowed to see are you? Seriously Mammon you think we'd fall for that?" Satan too draped his jacket on you.

Belphie sat annoyed with his brothers. "Gosh this is such a bother. I'm going to go sleep and-"

"Everyone sit down. Its extremely rude to treat your host this way." Diavolo's booming voice made them stop in their tracks.

"Thank you Diavolo! I knew it was a splendid idea to invite you!" Asmo cheerily hopped about as he built the tower. "Solomon a little help?"

Solomon flicked his wrist and everyone watched the tower build itself. The game was eventful would be a gross understatement.

Everyone had knocked the tower a couple times but noone had done it as much as you. Even with the extra jackets, you lost a good half of your clothes - down to your socks and shorts and tank top. And even with lesser clothes than before everyone seemed to sweat as they kept stealing glances at you. And noone was allowed to wear clothes for the rest of the games.

_______Game Fin_________

"Alright! No more of this! Can we change the game please, Asmo." Lucifer said, eyeing Mammon as he tried to take a picture of him, to sell no doubt.

"Alright then, moving on to the next game. Sexy twister!" Asmo announced and threw what looked like a box of colored stickers.

"What are these? Are these edible?" Beel held up a giant red circle, roughly the size of a grapefruit. "Why do they have glue on one side?"

"If I'm inferring this correctly, I assume there is no mat and we have to stick these circles on ourselves and become the mats." Barbatos said, gingerly sticking a blue circle on his bare shoulder.

"And correct! Here we should all stick it on each other, that way we'll get the back too!" Asmo said, sticking something on your behind. You struggled to see a big yellow dot on your shorts.

You giggled. This was rather fun. You put two circles on Simeon's shoulders, one on Diavolo's chest, one on Belphie's face.

"Here MC, if you don't mind, I'd like to do one on you too." Solomon smirked as he daintly stuck one right under your chest.

"Hey no fair! My turn!" Levi stuck one on your thigh and then scurried away realising what he'd done.

"Now that were all covered I'll spin the wheel and we all must try and touch the color okay! What you touch it with doesn't matter!" Asmo spun the little wheel. "Touch Yellow!"

You instinctively touched a yellow circle on Barabtos's back. But apparently someone spotted Asmo's sticker on you.

"Apologies MC ... it's the first thing I saw." Diavolo apologized even as he squeezed on your ass tighter than needed. A lot of them glanced your way and blushed. Diavolo, you lucky demon.

After that it seems people were just looking for the colors on you. On "Touch Blue!" you felt Levi's hand grope around your thigh, above the circle. And Belphie straight up fell asleep holding your leg too.

"Touch Red!" had Solomon almost cupping your chest while Simeon grabbed at your waist. You were clutching Lucifer's tensed up thigh for the last round of the game.

______Game Fin_______

"I need a bathroom break before the next game." You raised up your arm and bolted out of the room. All that touching and close contact...well you simply had to go clean up.

By the time you came back, everyone stood around a little white chair. "What's the next game?" You were almost afraid to ask.

A lot of them averted eye contact. Asmo simply smirked and took you by the shoulders to make sit in the chair. "Put your wrists together for me, could you MC?"

You did as he asked and the next moment you had hand cuffs on your hands and they were tied snugly behind your back.

"Asmo this doesn't even feel like a game..." You struggled to move. And the boys struggled not to groan and look away. Your skin tingled with excitement.

"Sorry MC, as the person with the lowest points, you must serve as the penalty in this game." Asmo cooed and pointed to several buckets of paints kept nearby.

"The game is for everyone to paint you in their own colors. The one who gets the most paint on you wins..." Asmo said, picking up his own pink paint. "...also you can color over someone else's paint."

"Where are the brushes..." Barbatos asked. "...or are we supposed to use our bare hands?" To which Asmo nodded delightfully. Your heart jumped in your chest. What the hell is this game even?!

Everyone had already rushed to pick their colors and now gathered around you, hands dripping with paint. You shook your head. "Wait wait! Not all at once please! It's...it's too much for me to handle!"

"Hmm alright no more than three at a time then! Now let's have draws on who goes first and-" Asmo started.

"This is wasting too much time. I'm the eldest I'm going in first." Lucifer huffed and moved forward.

"Oh don't you dare go deciding everything by yourself." Satan joined in. "Your impatience will be the death of you and I will win this." Satan smirked bumping Lucifer on the way.

"Well I better make sure they don't go too rough on MC." Simeon joined in this round too.

"You have two minutes. 3, 2, 1...go!"

Cold and hurried touches of lavender, blue and green splashed across your body. Satan spread green on your shoulders and down your arms and Lucifer was kneeled at your feet, coating everything blue. Simeon was softly lathering paint on your stomach but was more hesitant on your chest.

"Tilt your head for me a little, MC." Satan whispered as he massaged your neck.

Lucifer gripped your thighs in response. You gave a little jump and he smirked. He slid under your hips and colored there too.

Simeon bit his lip. "I apologise for my indency." He said before slipping his hands beneath your top and underwear.

"Ah Simeon!" You moaned almost involuntarily as he kneeled, massaging up and down your waist. He was leaving lavender stains on the blue and green.

Ding! The timer went off.

Simeon had won. You pressed a kiss on his cheek to congratulate him while Satan and Lucifer gave him death stares.

"Round 2! Im volunteering this time! I can't resist MC anymore!" Asmo chimed in.

"Out of the way! The round hasn't started yet, Asmo. Get your hands off, MC!" Mammon growled spilling yellow as he sprinted.

"Hey if Mammon's going, I'm next! Don't start without me!" Levi almost spilled all his paint on himself.

"3,2,1...start!"

"Oi MC, could you stand up for me?" Mammon's breath was low and guttural near your ear. Your body obeyed him on its own accord.

You felt paint splash down your entire back before Mammon's hands aggressively grabbed you from behind and moved around your body.

"Mammon wait-" You almost toppled over. His hands were groping at you too hard.

"Amateur." Asmo shook his head and promptly dripped some paint on his tongue. "Oh did I not tell you? Its edible! Completely harmless to put inside your body."

"Open your mouth for me, won't you darling?" Asmo said, holding your chin. He kissed you and pried your lips open with his tongue. It tasted like fruit syrup.

Levi had to tilt his head back and stop his nosebleed first. He shouldn't be turned on by any of this. But his boner has been raging since the strip game and now seeing you like this-

"Ahhhh fuck this! I won't lose!" Levi turned into his demon form, tail swishing back and forth and knocking his paint all over it.

Levi surged forward and sat on the ground putting his hands on your thighs. "How ...how are you so soft...MC..." His tail wrapped around you leaving orange stripes all over your skin and clothes.

Ding! "Times up, boys. Mammon wins this round."

Lucifer grabbed Mammon and Asmo by the collar while Satan pulled Asmo off you. Beel and Belphie were next. You sat back down.

And Beel's strategy was to keep cleaning Belphie's colors off you. The more paint Belphie paint Belphie dripped, the more Beel licked.

"Beel wait...that tickles..." It more than just tickled when he kept licking the inner side of your thighs.

And meanwhile Belphie was busy smearing his paint all his fingers and easing them inside your mouth. He even pressed kisses of his colors onto your back.

Beel won that round and earned a kiss on the cheek from you too when he said "You're not hurt are you?" You smiled and shook your head.

The last three. Solomon, Barbatos and Diavolo. You held your breath. This was the most intense trio by far.

"Let's start on a clean slate, shall we?" Solomon clicked his fingers at you. All the paint dripped away and off you onto the white sheets below. "I'd prefer you to be only painted in my colors."

"You are really optimistic, aren't you Solomon?" Barbatos smiled, pulling his gloves off with his teeth. "I must say, MC would look much better in my colors."

Diavolo said nothing. There was a dark layer of lust on his eyes. You watched him take his container of paint and dump it on his chest. Golden paint, colored like his eyes, dripped from his ample chest down to his crotch and thighs. "Let's get started, shall we?"

"3, 2, 1...go!"

"Here MC, sit on me instead." Diavolo promptly made you stand up and sat down in your seat instead. And then pulled you down to his lap, right on top of his erection. Your back pressed tightly against his chest as he held your hips and grinded himself on you. "You feel amazing..."

"Mmmh-" You whimpered at the contact. Intense really was the right word. Meanwhile you watched Barbatos' painted tail slither towards you. Wrapping around your thighs and holding them open. The tip poked at your crotch. "Hope you don't mind, MC."

"Ah~" You almost moaned before you felt someone grab your face. Solomon pried your lips open with his own, his tongue darting around at every corner of your mouth. The other hand slipped inside your shorts. "There's another way to get paint inside you, you know?" And with that he thrust his painted fingers inside you. You yelped into his ear and held his shoulders for support.

You heard a collective gasp. This was by far the most erotic group. And the ones who were already done now constantly adjusted their pants and stared at them, pissed. They definitely wanted a redo.

Ding!

From first glance it looked like a tie between Diavolo and Barbatos, but your mouth dripped with Solomon and when you stood up, endless paint seemed to drip through your shorts, down your legs. He won.

"I'm going to take a shower." You said abruptly. They all turned apologetic immediately, asking if you're hurt or exhausted.

"In case you didn't notice, you all riled me up pretty bad." You groaned. "So I'm going to go relieve myself. Oh wait ...here's a final game for you."

You smirked as they looked on curiously. Oh they were going to go wild after this. "I'd rather not do it alone so the first one to the bathroom can help relieve me. I'll go up first and then you can start, okay?"

The instant turned-on faces and the pushing and shoving made you chuckle as you walked down the hallway. Game nights weren't so bad after all.

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[hughes86-43]

hi ! can u write the falling in love prompt “i genuinely don’t know why my brain just goes blank when i look at you. i think i’m going a little crazy.” for mat barzal (mat saying this) ( I LOVE YOUR WRITING SM )

“i genuinely don’t know why my brain just goes blank when i look at you. i think i’m going a little crazy.”

thank you!!

Back in September, you had met Mat at the Matt Martin Charity Poker Tournament. Someone had just sit you down at a table and Mat happened to be sitting down next to you. You introduced yourself to him, since you had just been randomly sat next to him, and he introduced himself. You spent the whole night joking with each other and having a good time with each other.

Over time though, you both kept in touch. Even though Mat was in the middle of a busy hockey season, he never failed to talk to you or hang out with you. He had gotten you plenty of tickets to his hockey games for when you were able to go and you had met all of his teammates and their significant others. Anybody on the outside of your friendship with Mat would think that the two of you are dating.

However, when it came time for the All-Star weekend in Toronto, he invited you out with him since you had nothing to do that week. You agreed, and after drinking too much one night, and then having to share a hotel room together, one thing led to the other and you two hooked up. Honestly, neither of you regretted it as you both wanted something more from your friendship.

Now, it was the end of March. Anytime that the Islanders were back home, Mat would be over at your apartment or you would go out on a date, trying new things with your new relationship.

Tonight Mat has asked you out on a date to a local restaurant that he knows you love. You got ready in your simple black dress and heels, and Mat got ready by wearing your favorite dress shirt that he knows you love.

Dinner was fabulous to say the least, and it always is between you two. You tell each other about your day, your usual shenanigans, and eat all the food that you two can. Plus, you get to stare at Mat’s face all night which is always the best.

After dinner, you two walk back to his apartment since it’s closer. You walk hand in hand with him down the street and up to his apartment.

When you walk through his apartment door, he stops once he shuts the door, you notice he hasn’t moved from the doorway. “What’s wrong?”

Nothing your concerned expression, he immediately says, “Oh, nothing!”

“Then why are you stopped right there?”

“Well, I was going to say something but,” he pauses and smiles, “i genuinely don’t know why my brain just goes blank when i look at you. i think i’m going a little crazy.” You can feel your heart melting at his words.

“Babe-”

“It’s just that you’re so stunning, always are. I loved our friendship, but babe, I’m so happy that it turned into something more, and that you’re officially mine. You’ve always taken my breath away since you first sat down next to me.” He grabs onto your hips and pulls you closer to him.

You smile up to him and place your hands on his shoulder blades. “I’m so glad that I got sat down next you and that we paired so well together. You’ve never failed to make me happy, and I’m glad you’re mine as well.” You reach up to kiss his lips.

“I guess what I was trying to say, before all this sappy stuff got in the way, is that I love you. I love you so much.” That was the first time he’s used those three words.

You reach up to move a piece of hair from his eyes, and you say, “Mat, baby, I love you so much, too. Heck, I think I did like a month after we met.” You laugh out, but you’re still in complete awe of how much he just confessed. You were so happy.

He gives you one more kiss, before leading you to his bedroom. “Aw, only a month after? C‘mon, baby, you’ve known since you first sat down next to me!”

“Hmm, maybe you’re right,” you reply, laughing. “Could you imagine if they sat me next to some old dude?”

He barks out a laugh, “Then, you would have never gotten to handle all of this!” He stands there, shimmying his hands down his body. You can’t help but to laugh and agree with him.

#mat barzal #mat barzal imagines #mat barzal imagine #mat barzal blurb #mat barzal fic #hockey imagines #hockey fics

[apples4day]

BLAME || Yandere! TDWT x Fem! Reader

1/2 EPISODE TWO (Walk Like An Egyptian: part two)

This is part 3 of this series, go read part 1 & 2 if u haven’t

The sun was absolutely killing you.

"Ooo!! Look! Team colors.." Izzy pointed out, clasping her hands together. "Why the heck is our mat yellow??" Harold questioned, shaking his fist like an old angry man. "We're no cowards!" He raised it in the air. Leshawna looked at him like he was a baby. "Relax sugar, the mats GOLD cause team victory's in first place!" She said.

"I can't believe Duncan got disqualified just cause he won't sing!" Gwen complained.

"Maybe he can't sing." Heather taunted, pointing a finger at Gwen.

Bad move going for Gwen and Courtney's man. You thought, shaking your head no.

"Oh he can do anything he sets his mind to! And now he's stuck on the plane waiting for a ride home..poor thing. He must be miserable." Courtney got quieter as she spoke.

Sierra walked over to team victory, not that you cared. Now it was time to become a more liked character...

"What do you guys think we're gonna have to do?" You asked putting a finger on your chin, trying to look as innocent as possible. Noah gave you a weird look before speaking, "nothing easy. Chris just loves adding more to his list of felonies." You giggled. Noah smiled slightly.

Alejandro took notice and decided to join the conversation. "Fear not comrades, I'm sure we will win!" You looked unimpressed, once again failing to pretend to be nice to Alejandro. Noah shared the same look with you. "You talk like you're some big activist, cool it playboy," Noah replied and crossed his arms.

"Yeah...gonna have to agree with Noah on that one." You muttered, loud enough for them both to hear and put your arm around Noah's shoulder, making him sway because he wasn't expecting it. He looked shocked, not expecting you to be the type to be so touchy with people you just met. Alejandro basically pranced over to you and spun you around, "don't worry chica, you'll get used to it." He winked which just made you scowl. Noah was 90% sure Alejandro did that because he didn't like the fact you were holding him (Noah) instead of him (Alejandro). "Yeah sure..but you're making me dizzy, bunny," you claimed, opening your joke. "Bunny?" Noah asked, looking disgusted. You smirked at them both,

"Playboy bunny." You said to them both, but the insult was clearly to Alejandro. This earned a laugh from Noah. You swear you saw Alejandro's eye twitch at your small insult, but he continued smiling. "What's next, you gonna show up in lingerie and announce you work as waitress?" Noah added. You laughed, Alejandro didn't. Owen was just chilling, he looked high in a way. "You good big guy?" You asked, he didn't answer. "Okay whatever.." you mumbled. Alejandro smiled harder for some reason, taking joy in Owen's lack of attention to you. "I'm gonna keep an eye on Sierra, she's talking an oddly lot to team Amazon." You pointed out, they both agreed and seemed to do the same thing.

You went back to wrapping an arm around Noah, not noticing the annoyed look he gave you. But there was also a shade of pink dusting his cheeks.

For those who DONT know: a playboy bunny is a cocktail waitress at a Playboy (brand and more) club. They wear lingerie and bunny ears. You made the joke because of Noah calling Alejandro a playboy + it would be funny seeing Alejandro as a playboy bunny.

"Super cute! (Referring to Owen) but he's no Cody! Did you know Cody slept with a stuffed emu named Jerry until he was..well okay he still does!" Sierra said. Noah and you butted in, "and you know this how?" For some reason you kept saying the same thing as other people. Now it was Noah??

"I called his aunt once! I pretended I was a telemarketer."

"Ooh stalkerlicious.."

You laughed at Noah's comment.

BANG

"Don't know about you guys..but I am loving Egypt!" Chris said while snacking on some grapes. "And I'm gonna love it even more when watching YOU enjoy your second challenge! The amazing camel race."

Harold looked confused and began looking around, "where are the other camels?"

"There are no other camels! Its a CAMEL race not a camels race."

Heather cheered at the new information. Leshawna didn't look as pleased as Heather, "we won last time but they get a camel, they get a goat, and we get a stick?!" Chris explaining again that each reward had its own advantage then explaining that teams will race to the Nile, and must bring their rewards to the finish line.

Now it was time to strategize. You thought hard, this would be a good way to get people in your favor if you could help win this challenge. "Don't worry guys I'm super smart, I'll figure this out." You joked, hoping they would understand it was a joke. Luckily they did and laughed. Alejandro being the only one who didn't, "we need no camel! We have each other. And we are unstoppable! We have the will and the strength and together we will triumph!" Alejandro gave a pep talk.

You weren't impressed, but the others were...minus Sierra who looked even less impressed than you.

CONFESSIONAL- SIERRA

"Look! I'm the number one total drama super fan, it says so right in my blog. But Alejandro...he's never even been on TV before, I've never seen him in QT monthly. I do not know what these girls see in him, they're loco."

CONFESSIONAL- SIERRA; ENDED

—

CONFESSIONAL- BRIDGETTE

"Geoff, okay, I know...maybe it looks bad but I want you to know that I was not swooning over Alejandro. It was just the heat! I just wanna run my fingers through your thick dark- BLOND! Blond hair!"

CONFESSIONAL- BRIDGETTE; ENDED

—

CONFESSIONAL- Y/N

"Alejandro...welllll"

"he's a big threat."

You crossed your legs and leaned towards the camera.

"Y eso es porque necesito hacer una alianza con ese pelotudo antes de que pierdo mis chances de ganar!" (And that's why I need to make an alliance with that jerk/idiot/stupid(person) before I lose my chances of winning!) Side note: My Spanish is Argentinian, as I am Argentinian.

CONFESSIONAL- Y/N; ENDED

Out of the corner of your eye, you had noticed DJ killed a bird by accident. He seemed out of it. None of my concern right now...but I can use that later. You thought.

"So guys, what's the plan for this?" You asked, crossing your arms and raising your brow. Noah lightly frowned when you removed your arm from his shoulders. You mainly did it because Noah was 5'10 and you...were struggling to reach around his shoulders. He had noticed earlier and thought it was funny. Alejandro smiled and began positioning you all onto the goat, it was like a weird circus trick. Everyone on your team except you and Alejandro had now gotten onto the goat, clearly struggling to balance.

This guy better not touch me, you looked over at Alejandro with a nervous smile. A smile that screamed 'don't touch me.'

"Sorry Señorita, I'm gonna have to grab onto your waist for this," Alejandro said, using his charm to calm you. You couldn't get a word in before he slid his hand around your waist. You felt butterflies, it wasn't often an attractive man was holding your waist AND with a genuine smile. He was enjoying it.

"Ooh! This is so cool! Ale-hand-out..or alekazahm! Ahh I'm just gonna call you Al!" Owen announced. "Go Al!" He was talking about the way Alejandro had managed to get them all balanced, but struggled saying his name.

Noah looked skeptical, he didn't believe this would work. "Yeah..this is gonna work." (Sarcastic)

"Have faith Noah! Believe, in us!" Alejandro encouraged, still gripping your waist.

Hes so close to me...

Alejandro gripped you harder as he jumped up as to not drop you. You two landed on top of Sierra and Owen. Alejandro had lifted you up to sit on his shoulder like a parrot. "Woah! We're perfectly balanced," Tyler pointed out in amazement. (Basically you're sitting on ONE shoulder, not your legs around his head. Don't ask me how...his shoulders are really weird though. Js cartoon logic, make it work. Like when you see a parent and their kid is on just ONE of their shoulders. Idk🤷‍♀️)

"Okay..color me impressed."

"I feel like I'm gonna fall," you whined, holding onto the top of Alejandro's head. You were sitting on his shoulder, which meant you were all the way at the top. "I would never let a pretty lady like you fall!" Alejandro winked. "Mhm...I'll believe it when I see it." You gripped his hair softly, "you have..really soft hair dude."

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO

"It's basic weight distribution. Anyone with a degree in engineering or an IQ of 163 or higher could figure it out." Alejandro bragged.

"By the way, you're doing a magnificent job of flying this plane." Alejandro complimented chef.

"Who? Me? Nahhh.."

"Now now, don't blush. It's true."

Chef giggled like a little girl.

Alejandro turned back around. "Putting Y/n in a position where she has to trust me was a good idea- not that I like it or anything...but it does allow her to see that I'm a worthy ally. Her hands felt..oddly nice though."

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO; ENDED

"Aight! Niles that-a-way!" Chris announced, pointing to literally the WHOLE desert. "Kinda big, blue, and watery, can't miss it...or I guess you can! But then you'll die, probably get killed by the local scarab beetles. It's mating season and they get all killey when they're in heat!"

My weakness..bugs! Ew ew..

"Um..now's a good time to let you all know...I can't do bugs. I'll cry." You said just loud enough for only your group to hear. "I'll wipe your tears hermosa," Alejandro flirted.

CONFESSIONAL- NOAH

"Listen, I don't like the new girl. She's annoying. But I like the new guy even less. I don't want him flirting with my-..I mean...Y/n! She gets my humor, he doesn't get her like I get her! BACK OFF."

CONFESSIONAL- NOAH; ENDED

Leshawna rushed up to Chris. "I'm glad there aren't any out here, those things are nasty!" (Referring to scarabs)

"I'll tell them you said so."

Chef pushed over a vase, and beetles crawled everywhere.

"AHHH"

"EHHAWHHH"

"EW"

Screams erupted, especially from team victory since they were directly on the floor. "Oh my gosh! OH MY GOSH! NO. I CANT!!" You cried out like a little baby. (Embarrassing!) Alejandro looked in shock. Your whole team was basically in a jaw dropped state...especially Tyler who was screaming like an actual little girl..ehem: AHHHHHH

Team victory was having a hard time, Lindsay was being unintentionally funny. The musical bell went off and you tensed up even more, grabbing Alejandro's hair a little rougher. "Ah..Hermosa, that's only okay in bed." Alejandro gave a suggestive comment and you loosened your grip and gave him a disgusted look.

Right...I have to get on his good side.

"Guess I'll save that for later then," you replied, smiling at him in a suggestive way. On the inside you cringed.

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO

"Wow." His cheeks were slightly pink and his brows were furrowed.

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO; ENDED

—

CONFESSIONAL- NOAH

"she's flirting back...SHES FLIRTING BACK? HIM OUT OF ALL GUYS? NOT ME? REALLY? Not that I care! It's just..ughh" (he's speaking in a sassy way by the way, sassy mixed with anger, it doesn't seem in character until you read it in a sassy angry way)

CONFESSIONAL- NOAH; ENDED

Chris was chuckling. "Ooh! Time for a song! Think of it as a mini challenge. Music can soothe the savage mate seeking scarabs SO make up a good song and maybe they won't kill ya! Or don't and get disqualified like Duncan."

"YAYYY" Izzy cheered.

Everyone else groaned.

Pick or make your own part

The song was going great, till Ezekiel ruined it. "Nice one, GO!" Chris set off an air horn and everyone began searching for the Nile..and running from the scarabs. You were still tense and looked like you were about to cry. "That was the worst few minutes of my life," you said. Your team laughed, thinking you were joking.

You were not. That was disgusting, you felt one crawl up your leg.

"Who's gonna die? And who's going buh bye? Find out after the break on total drama world tour cha cha cha!" Chris said, whispering the last part.

I got lazy idk😰

Better than nothin'

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[shuchu]

˚+*:ꔫ:*﹤first dates with luxiem & shoto ﹥*:ꔫ:*+ﾟ

characters: vox akuma ; mysta rias ; luca kaneshiro ; ike eveland ; shu yamino ; shoto

take note: gn!reader ; this is a follow-up to my confession post ♡ ; assume that all the boys except vox, flew to see the reader — to make writing the headcanons easier; but also because the boys miss them and want to spend time with them in person 

author notes: when writing this, i flip flopped from making it headcanons to one-shots then back to headcanons (≧▽≦) i think i feel more comfortable writing headcanons because how da heck does one write transition scenes (・_・ヾ. anyways, as usual, feel free to leave some feedback and/or send in requests! though the requests will only be done after the 100 followers event has concluded. decorative dividers credit to: @/mykaesu on twt  *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

vox

you’d wake up, seeing your demon boyfriend sleeping peacefully in front of you with an arm draped around your waist

you’d admire the soft, gentle, peaceful sight in front of you before reaching out to rub his cheek gently with your thumb

the sly bastard was already awake so he’d open his eyes slowly and give you a lazy, cheeky smile

“good morning my love, admiring your incredibly handsome boyfriend?”

“you’re already so insufferable this early in the morning, my god…”

vox chuckles at that and pulls you closer, “you love me though…”

after lazing in bed for a while more, he’d ask, “so my love, what do you say about a date today hmm? i haven’t had the pleasure of a first date with you yet.” while gliding his hand up and down your back leisurely

you’d agree and slip out of bed to get ready. vox stretches and yawns before doing the same

when he sees you step out of the bedroom, after you’re done preparing — his eyes widen and his jaw drops. you look absolutely stunning; he walks over to you, sliding his hands down your arms to hold both your hands in his, bringing them up to his lips to give them both each a kiss

vox grabs the picnic basket, you both leave the house and start walking to the park nearby for a little picnic

vox would set up the picnic with all the food that he had prepared neatly spread out before getting you to sit down beside him

when you sit down, his arm naturally finds it way to around your shoulders, holding you close to him

vox had prepared a salad, sandwiches and some chocolate covered strawberries

when you quite literally moan in delight from how good the sandwiches taste, vox quirks an eyebrow at you and smirks

you’d swat at him telling him to keep his mind out of the gutter and he’ll just chuckle at that

after the both of you had finished eating, vox would tell you that he has one more place to bring you to before you both head home

he’d help you up from the picnic mat, pack everything neatly into the picnic basket, slot his hand with yours then lead you back to the car

he’d drive to your next destination — that being, the aquarium

watching your eyes widen in awe at all the marine animals gracefully swimming around you, vox’s heart melts. he pulls out his phone and takes a photo of you secretly

when you catch him he’s already slotting his phone back into his pocket, you’d ask him, “vox…did you just take a photo of me?”

“yeah i did, you looked so cute, i just had to.” he said, pressing a kiss to your cheek

you were so amazed at everything you saw, pointing and asking vox to look at things — vox found it absolutely adorable, he just wanted to pinch your cheeks and smother you with kisses but he’s saving that for later (wink wonk)

you both would end off the day with vox’s homecooked dinner, cuddles on the couch in front of the tv, watching a movie

mysta

mysta had told you last night that he was taking you on a date so you woke up bright and early to get ready — and cook some breakfast for the both of you

you were so focused on cooking that you didn’t realise mysta sneaking behind you, wrapping his arms around you and resting his chin on your shoulder, still half asleep

you giggle, “good morning baby, did you sleep well?”

“i did, for the first time in a long time because i had you beside me.” mysta baby uweee

“aww i’m glad you did babe. go wash up, breakfast will be done soon okay?”

he grumbles a reply before trudging to the bathroom, making you giggle at how cute he is

you still have no idea where you’re going for your first date with mysta, he insisted on keeping it a secret no matter how much you tickled him to try and get it out of him

you plate the food and place it on the table, just as mysta walks out from the bathroom. he sits besides you and turns to give you a peck on the cheek

“thank you for breakfast baby.” “hehe you’re welcome babe.”

after you both are prepared and ready to leave, mysta gives you the location and you start driving

as you get closer, you see the ferris wheel and many other carnivals coming into view. you get excited, now knowing that you guys will be spending your day at the carnival

you pull mysta to different rides the whole day, going on a pendulum ride, a drop tower ride and a thrill ride just to name a few

to take a break, mysta decides to try and win you a fox plushy from the dart throwing booth

“arghhhh almost!!! nah nah nah, i got it this time y/n.”

you’d give mysta kisses on the cheek to help (≧▽≦)

mysta would go, “i’m charged up now, i’m gonna win this damn fox for you y/n, watch me.”

after spending a decent amount of money on it, he finally wins it for you and you reward him by giving him a kiss on the lips

next up, you both go to the bumper cars and go on it multiple times

by the time you both are actually done with the bumper cars, your cheeks would be hurting from all the smiling and your stomachs would be hurting from all the laughing

at end off the day, you both go onto the ferris wheel while the fireworks are going off. 

it was mysta’s idea, he wanted you to get the best view of the carnival with the fireworks

as your little carriage approaches the peak, mysta calls out to you and signals you to sit on his lap

“y/n what i’m about to do might be a little cheesy and cliché but…”

just as your carriage reaches the peak, mysta kisses you gently and you kiss him back, hearing the fireworks still going off in the background

when you both part from the kiss, you see that mysta has a cute flush on his cheeks

he looks so cute that you lean in to peck his lips a few more times uweeee mysta is a precious baby, must proteccc (´ ω `♡)

luca

“babeeee…babe wake up…”

you open your eyes slowly to see luca with a gentle smile on his face, holding a cup of coffee

“get up babe, we have to get ready for our first date!”

“mmm…give me 5 more minutes luca…” you say sleepily and close your eyes again

luca sets down his cup of coffee before climbing on top of you and leaving soft gentle kisses all around your face

“lucaaa, that tickles!”

“yeah well, if you want me to stop, you gotta get up then.”

“okay okay, i’m up! i’m up!” you giggle

luca gives one last kiss on your lips before climbing off you, grabbing his coffee again

“i’ve made breakfast already y/n, come have some before it gets cold.”

after you’ve had breakfast and got ready, the both of you made your way to a mall

when you arrive at the mall you’re confused at what luca is planning, however when he leads you to the arcade, it clicks

you both spend almost the whole day playing at the different arcade machines

luca would challenge you to shooting hoops and you would be so close to beating him multiple times

luca just does his iconic laugh when you try and distract him while he’s shooting the basketball into the hoops

“hey y/n that’s cheating!! you can’t poke me!”

“oh yeah? watch me, luca kaneshiro.”

you both would also play dance dance revolution and you’d both be panting after you’re done with playing it

“oh gosh that was a fun workout.”

“yeah pog!! you did amazing babe.”

luca would then spot the claw machines and try to get you as many plushies as possible

as he’s browsing which other claw machines to try out, he spots one that has a lion plushie. “omg babe, that looks like augustus. i have to get him.”

after luca’s 3rd try he got the augustus looking plushie and he hands it to you saying, “this is now yours okay? take good care of augustus.”

by the end of the date, the both of you would have your arms full of plushies to bring back

once you get home, the both of you arrange the plushies neatly on an empty shelf that you have and place augustus on the bed

you both plop on the bed, exhausted from all the fun y’all had today

you turn to luca with a smile, “thank you for the fun date baby; and for winning all those plushies for me.”

luca pulls you closer to him and kisses the tip of your nose. “i’m glad it was fun babe, i had a lot of fun too.”

ike

ike is notorious for staying up way later than he should so you’d be up first, making his favourite caviar toast for breakfast — since mans literally brought a tube of it when he came to visit you (≧▽≦)

as you place the plates down on the dining table, from the corner of your eye you see ike walk out of the bathroom

“good morning darling, thank you for preparing breakfast!” ike says before giving you a peck on the cheek

“good morning ikey, i hope i made the toast the way you like it.”

ike takes his first bite and groans, “god, this is heaven sent, you made it perfectly y/n, thank you.”

as you both have breakfast, ike asks if you’d like to go on a first date with him today — of course, you agreed

ike would bring you to a karaoke bar for the first half of the date

you both would sing so many vocaloid songs together and of course some duets as well

“you have such an amazing voice sweetheart! you need to showcase your voice more with some karaokes for stream!”

after a few hours of singing and taking breaks in between, it was lunch time and both of you were famished

for lunch, ike brought you to this beautiful french café that had so many food options, you were spoiled for choice

both of you were sitting side by side, looking at the menu, deciding on what to eat

you hummed, trying your best to make a decision and when you turn to ike, you see that he’s looking at you with a smile

“w-why’re you looking at me?”

ike pulls you closer, hiding the both of you with his menu and gives you a soft gentle kiss on the lips

“you looked so cute trying to decide what to eat, i couldn’t help it.” ike explains with a slight blush dusting his cheeks

you stare at him with your mouth slightly opened for a bit before giggling and giving him a little peck on the cheek

you and ike would just chill in the café for a while — after you both are done eating — to talk a little before heading home

for the rest of the day, you and ike would just chill on the couch, watching some netflix

ike’s head would be on your lap and you were running your fingers through his soft hair i can vaguely hear vox being salty in the background (≧▽≦)

ike would do his little high-pitched cat noise as he stretches and then say, “thank you for the relaxing date today babe, i really enjoyed myself.”

you’d lean down to give him a soft peck on the lips saying that you enjoyed yourself too

shu

"hey babe, c'mere. i have a surprise for you."

you walk over to shu who was sitting on the couch and sat next to him

he asks you to close your eyes and put your hands out

you feel him place two pieces of paper onto your hands and then you were told that you could open your eyes

you open your eyes to see two tickets to a space exhibition

you look at him with so much excitement, shu thinks you look absolutely adorable

the next morning you’re leaning against the kitchen counter having your morning coffee when you see a sleepy shu walking towards you

“good morning baby!”

“mm…good morning babe…” shu mumbles sleepily and grabs his minecraft chicken mug to pour his coffee into

after taking a few sips of coffee, shu starts waking up and he presses a soft kiss to your cheek

after a quick and simple brunch, you both are prepared to head to the space exhibition

you and shu walk around the exhibition with your hands interlocked, you pointing at the different constellations and asking shu what they were

shu was more than happy to tell you what they were and which stars form the constellations

when you both get to a room with a galaxy projector and planet decorations hanging from the ceiling, you walked further into the room with your mouth agape, mesmerised by how pretty the room was

your face illuminated by the galaxy projector and shadows cast on your face from the planet decorations hanging from the sky was such an ethereal sight for shu

he took his phone out to take a sneaky photo of you and set it as his phone’s lock screen

shu thinks he’s falling even deeper in love with you

you run over to shu, telling him how pretty you find this room

“you’re even prettier though…” shu whispers

you caught what he said and you blushed, giving him a peck on the cheek

after having dinner, shu said he had one more thing he wanted to do with you before heading home

shu brings to you a park, guides you to the top of a slope of grass and lays down, motioning for you to lay down on his chest

you both just lay there, star gazing

thank goodness it was a clear sky that night, so that the both of you could see the stars in the sky

shu would point at them telling you what each of them are, “that’s capella, that one’s antares and the other one’s adhara.”

after a moment of silence, you tilt your head up slightly to look at shu, “today has been so nice, thank you for the enjoyable date babe.”

shu smiles and says, “eyy, i’m glad you enjoyed it, i had an amazing time too. plus, i got a new lockscreen from today.”

you jolt up and look at him, “what did you say??!! wait…show me!!”

“mmm nope.” he chuckles

you both were lounging on the couch watching spy x family together, after the episode was done, shoto turns to you and asks, "hey babe, what are your thoughts on having a little sushi date later for lunch? i know you really liked it when we went out for sushi during the off collab."

you eyes brighten at the word, "sushi" and you nod, agreeing to the idea once it left shoto's lips

at the sushi restaurant, you see that shoto ordered a couple's plater for the both of you to share

"i ordered this one because whenever i’m back home, i order something like this and i always have no one to share it with so i finish it alone. but now i have you, so we can eat this together.” shoto you’re so cute please

for the whole sushi date, you and shoto would take turns feeding each other sushi, not caring if anyone was watching

“babe you got some sauce on the corner of your lips, lemme get that for you.” shoto then leans forward to lick it off your lips and when he pulls back he sees that the tips of your ears are red and he teases you about it

after the sushi date, shoto suggests bowling as the next activity

arriving at the bowling alley, you and shoto get into your competitive modes, taunting each other a little

“i’m gonna beat your ass in bowling babe.” “nah y/n, there’s no way, i play valorant, my aim’s impeccable.”

when you end up winning the first round, you smirk and asked him, “so what was that about having impeccable aim?” “oh shut up y/n, my shoes are slippery so my aim’s a little off.”

when shoto ends up winning the second round, he chuckled and said, “i won this time babe, you winning the first time was a fluke.” “oh shut your pretty mouth shoto, you just got lucky.”

after a few more rounds, you both end up with a tie

“well i guess we’re both equally good at bowling then y/n.” shoto says, slinging his arm over your shoulder

for dinner, you both head to a ramen shop as shoto was craving some ramen

arriving back home, shoto plops onto the couch and groans, “oh god, i’m so full…”

you motion for him to sit up so that he can rest his head on your lap

you run your fingers through his hair slowly and you both sit in silence for a while, enjoying each other’s company

shoto opens his eyes and says, “hey babe?”

“hmm?”

“i had fun today, did you?”

“yeah i did, thank you for the date baby.”

“i’m glad, now gimme a kiss.” shoto says with a pout

you giggle and lean down to give him a gentle peck on the lips

#vox akuma #mysta rias #luca kaneshiro #ike eveland #shu yamino #shoto #shxtou #nijisanji en #luxiem #luxiem x reader #luxiem x you #luxiem headcanons #shoto headcanons #shxtou headcanons #vox x reader #mysta x reader #luca x reader #ike x reader #shu x reader #shoto x reader #shxtou x reader #vox akuma x reader #mysta rias x reader #luca kaneshiro x reader #ike eveland x reader #shu yamino x reader #vox akuma fluff #mysta rias fluff #luca kaneshiro fluff #ike eveland fluff

[azucarmorena97]

ᴘᴀᴄᴛ (Part.1 || V Love Story)

This foundation to a short I posted a little while back (here). Enjoy the read!

2007

When you first met, he was wearing an awkwardly large button up shirt, a loosened tie hanging from his neck, dripping with sweat, and hair matted to his forehead. He had a red stain around the entirety of his mouth, likely from the Hawaiian Punch fountain that had been brought for the kids. "You can't play." He said with a deep furrow of his eyebrows, an annoyed expression on his face. "Why not?" You demanded in an equally annoyed tone. "Because I don't play with girls." "Why? Scared you'll lose?" You put your hands square on your hips as you size him up.

The boy couldn't have weighed more than 85 pounds soaking wet. Your flouncy pink dress was, up to this point, squeaky clean and stain-free, but you were desperately trying to change that as the wedding had been unbelievably long and torturous, and your mom hadn't let you bring your Nintendo DS. "Oh, please. Lose to a girl? Why don't you go with the other flower girls and their stupid pink dresses and leave us alone."

The tone with which he said 'flower girls' evidently did not sit well with you, because in two seconds flat, you had him in a headlock, and the boys he'd been playing with, along with the other surrounding kids, had all gathered to make a circle around the both of you. "Fight! Fight! Fight!" They all screamed in unison, snot-nosed boys and fellow flouncy-pink-dress girls, all pumping their fists in the air like a pack of blood-thirsty hounds. Who knew things could get so rough at weddings?

He somehow managed to get you on the ground but, as he raised his own fist to give you a good punch in the kisser, you managed to squirm out of his hold and flip him over onto his back. His arms flailed about violently, trying to land at least two good hits on you, but before he could, you reached down deep into the grass, digging your nails beneath the soil to pick up a chunk of dirt, "Prepare to die!" You screamed, shoving the clump into his face, some of it landing straight into his mouth while the rest spread across his face. Suddenly, you felt two hands grab you from your waist and swiftly lift you up off of the stupid little jerk. "Hey!" You screamed, though when you turned, you saw it was your dad who'd yanked you off of him. His face was exhausted and irritated.

You were forced to sit with your parents and little sister for the rest of the evening, your mom looking like she was on the verge of snapping your neck for embarrassing her. After a few hours, your parents were finally ready to leave. They lead you and your sister to the car, where you both strapped yourselves into the backseat. "I"ll be right back," Your mother said, closing the car door behind her. You watched as she walked over to a lady at the other end of the parking lot. "Daddy, can I have a bed time story when we get home?" Your sister asks. Your dad didn't look up, just nodded his head as he looked through the center console for the handkerchief he uses to clean his glasses. Your eyes stayed glued on your mom, who nodded her head and laughed in conversation. After exchanging what you assumed were her goodbyes, she turned around and started her way back to the car. After a few a seconds, you noticed the other woman still standing there, though this time, that boy appeared at her side- the one you fed grass to.

"What the heck," You muttered. "Y/n, don't say 'heck'," Your dad lazily corrected. Your mom threw the car door open and let herself fall into the passenger seat, "Ugh, these heals are killing me." "Mom, who was that?" "Who was who?" "The woman you were talking to." "Oh, she's that boy's mom. You know, the one you assaulted." "I did not assault him," You rolled your eyes. Even at the tender age of nine years old, you'd noticed your mom's knack for exaggeration and embellishment. "Mom, Daddy's gonna read me a story when we get home," Your sister said, happily swinging her feet as they weren't long enough to touch the ground yet because of her car seat. "That's great honey," Your mom sighed, "Y/n, when we get home I want you to go straight to bed. We have a big day tomorrow." "What? I thought I was gonna be able to stay up tonight," You whined. "Yeah, that was before you decided to go and attack people ." "I DID NOT ATTACK HIM!" You snapped, tears welling in your eyes. "Enough, Y/n." Her stern voice was enough to make you suction the tears back into their ducts. You knew better than to continue.

Mom opened the door and flipped on the lightswitch, stepping to the side to allow your dad to walk in ahead of her, your sister slung over his shoulder, knocked out cold- so much for a bed time story. "Straight to bed," Your mother repeated, closing the door behind you. You made sure your back was turned to her before you rolled your eyes, and you *quietly* stomped up the steps to the bathroom to start getting ready for bed. So unfair.

The next morning, your mom came up to your room to wake you up and call you down to breakfast, her voice eerily and sickeningly sweet. After the stunt you pulled yesterday, you were on high alert for any possible signs of punishment. You wanted to be prepared for when your mother would strike. You slowly made your way down the stairs and sat at the table, where your dad and little sister were already scarfing down their pancakes and bacon. Your mom was humming along as she continued cooking, her back to all of you. "Good morning, honey," Your dad said, looking slightly less exhausted then usual. "Good morning..." You said, on guard. "How'd you sleep?" Mom chimed in. "Good..." "Did you brush your teeth?" "Yes..." "Great," She turned around and served a plate for you, setting it down gently on the table, "Dig in." You stared down at the pancakes for a moment, and then looked back up at her. "Hurry up and finish your breakfast and then go get changed." "Why? Where are we going?" "We're gonna be going to the mall to shop for the belated wedding gift. We just have to make a quick pit stop first." "Oh," You said, surprised at the mild plans for the day. "Can I go too, mommy?" Your sister asked. She shook her head, "No, baby. This is something Y/n and I have to do together. You can stay home and hang out with Daddy." "But Daddy always falls asleep during Barbies," You sister crossed her arms and furrowed her brows- she took after your mom in the dramatics department. "I won't fall asleep this time, baby girl," Your dad assured her, though you all knew he totally would.

You threw on some jeans and your favorite Bobby Jack T-shirt, followed by your sneakers and a jacket. Your hair, at this stage in your life, was always kind of a mess- though it didn't look so bad, as you still had the hairstyle from the day before: six mini ponytails across the crown of your head, the rest of your hair hanging down with their little deflated curls. Good enough, you shrugged at your reflection. "Y/n! Come on!" Your mom called out. You quickly ran down the stairs and out the door to meet your mom at the car. "Ready?" She asked, inspecting her mirrors. "Yup," You sighed, looked out the window as she pulled out of the driveway. After a few minutes, you realized she took a different way than the one to go to the mall. "Where are we going?" You asked, turning to her. "Remember, we have a stop to make before we go get the gift." "Oh yeah. Where is it?" She didn't answer, just looked straight ahead. This interaction was giving you a suspicious and uneasy feeling...

Finally, you pulled up in front of a house you'd never seen before, and your mom shut off the car. "Come on," She said, her voice calm, yet stern. "Where are we?" You furrowed your brows, unbuckling your belt. Again, no answer. She walked around to the sidewalk, standing there as she waited for you to get down. You both walked up the porch steps of the strange home, and your mom knocked three times. You waited, and after only a moment or two, the front door opened. "Hello again! So good to see you," It was the woman from yesterday- the one your mom was talking to before you left. "Of course, we had to come and make things right, didn't we Y/n?" Your mom turned to look at you, and suddenly, things started clicking into place. Your mom's morning weirdness, the strange house you'd never been to before, the woman at the door- not to mention, the boy from yesterday was sitting behind her on the floor in front of, what you assumed, was a TV somewhere out of view.

Every cell in your body wanted to make you turn and run away, but your mom's grip was strong. "Please, come in," The woman said with a polite smile, motioning for you both to come in. The boy didn't turn around once, far too immersed in, what you finally saw, was a video game on the screen. "Taehyung, shut off your game," The woman said. The boy paused the game and then turned back behind him, about to say something- but when he saw your mom and then you, it was like he'd seen a ghost. He immediately jumped up off the floor, "What is she doing here?" "Taehyung, don't be rude," His mom snapped. "Oh, it's alright. He has good reason to be upset," Your mom said. Whose side was this woman on? "Tae, this is Ms.L/n- she brought her daughter...?" His mom turned to you, and you looked down, "Y/n." "Y/n, to come and talk about what happened yesterday." "I don't wanna talk to her," He said, crossing his arms and looking away. It reminded you of your sister this morning. "Taehyung, I'm sorry if you feel uncomfortable by having to have this conversation, but my daughter has something she wants to say." You furrow your brows and look up, pleading for her not to make you say it. It wouldn't be genuine anyway. You weren't sorry. He was being a jerk. He deserved to eat grass and even the sole of your shoe- "Y/n," Your mom hissed. You straightened out your back, swallowing hard. The boy looked at you, a serious expression on his face.

"I..." You could hear your heart pounding in your ears. This is humiliation. Pure, unadulterated humiliation, "I'm...sorry I beat you up." "You didn't beat me up," He protested, clearly embarrassed. You raised an eyebrow, "Did too." "Did not!" "Did too!" All over again, you were both riled up- though this time, your mother was able to grab your shoulder and pull you back, "Enough. Now, Y/n, I brought you here because you messed up and you need to make things right." "But mom, you should've seen him. He said-" "I don't care what he said. There is no excuse for you having put your hands on him. None at all." The boy smirked at you, and you could do nothing but stare at him, tears forming in your eyes again, though really it's because all you want to do is run across the rug and choke him out. "You better wipe that smirk off your face, Kim Taehyung," The other lady said, catching both you and him by surprise. "What?" "Don't think I don't know about how mean you were being to her. If I were in her shoes, I'd have done the same thing," She said, furrowing her brows at him. "But mom-" "But nothing. You owe her an apology as well."

Finally, it felt as though the playing field was level. Perhaps justice could be served after all. You cleared your throat and took a deep breath, "Taehyung, I'm sorry I hit you. I shouldn't have done that." There's a long pause, before he finally speaks, "I'm...sorry I didn't let you play..." The apologies lingered in the air for another few seconds before his mother finally spoke, "Alrighty then, now that that's settled, how about we have a little bit of coffee?" She said with a smile to your mother. "Why, that would be great." And with that, they left you and Taehyung in the living room, standing around awkwardly. You stared down at the rug for what felt like ages. This was worse than being grounded. You might've even preferred her spanking your butt like she used to when you were younger. "Have...you ever played Smack Down Raw?" You were surprised at his very normal question, and at the fact that he was the first to break the silence. You shook your head, "N-no I never have." "Do you want to? I have an extra controller..." You nodded timidly, walking over so that you were next to him. He grabbed the extra controller and handed it to you, connecting it to the PS2 console.

"I won't go hard on you since you've never played, okay?" "Okay- thanks," You said, glancing at him. His eyes were glued to the screen, his soft expression reminding you of how you were whenever your sister wanted to play with you; patient and thoughtful. After a little while, you were finally getting the hang of it, and soon, you were both violently smashing buttons, trying desperately to beat each other. "Oh!" He cheered, having beaten your character. "Aw man, you won," You said sheepishly. "Eh, don't worry. I've been playing for months- you just started. No big deal. Besides, you're already getting better." "Thanks," You said, leaning back, "though it'll be awhile before I'm a real match. I bet it's funner when you play with your other friends." "I don't..." He looked down briefly, eyes saddened, "I don't really have any friends." "Oh...but what about those kids at the wedding?" He shook his head, "They only let me play because I gave them my slice of cake and candy bag. They didn't really want me there..." Suddenly, you felt really bad. It all made sense- he was being such a jerk because people were being so mean to him. "You must have friends at school though, right?" "I used to, but my old best friend..." He trailed off, his eyes darting to a picture frame on the mantle, "he passed away last year." "Oh..." From where you sat, you could see it was a picture of two smiling boys; one you recognized as a slightly younger version of Taehyung, and the other you presumed to be the boy he was talking about. Rising in your chest, you felt a strong urge to comfort him but you were never really the hugging type, so you did the next best thing- "Wanna go catch rollie pollies outside?" He turned to you, his eyes a tiny bit glossy as a smile spread across his face, "Sure."

A/N: I've been sitting on this one for months; let me know what you think! Suggest stuff in the DM's <3

#bts #taehyung #bts v #v #kim taehyung #taehyung x reader #v x reader #bangtan sonyeondan #bangtan boys #bts army #bts imagine #bts fanfic

[akazzzaa]

Hihi I was wondering if you could write a Douma x fem reader smut where the reader has a flat chest and is kinda insecure about it. Also I love your writing it's so good :D

Thank you for your request! I got a little carried away sorry it took so long.

Summary- Douma worships the body you hate

Genre- SMUT

Warnings- MDNI//Body dysmorphia// Sex//Nipple play// Body worship

The air in the temple was thick with tension as you, along with Douma, awaited the briefing. This is your first month here, and everyone gets to speak to Lord Douma. Just to clear your mind of any feelings or wants, etc. Douma, with his unsettlingly calm demeanour, was in front of you. As you fidgeted with the hem of your skirt, you couldn't shake the nagging insecurity that had been gnawing at you for quite some time.

Douma, keenly observant as always, noticed your unease. His multi-coloured eyes met yours, and he spoke in a voice as smooth as silk, "Is something bothering you, my dear?"

You hesitated for a moment before sighing, "It's silly, really. I just... I feel insecure about my... um, chest. It's not exactly what society deems 'normal,' and I can't help but feel self-conscious about it."

Douma tilted his head, seemingly curious. "Ah, societal expectations. Such trivial concerns. But, my dear, you are unique, and that's what makes you fascinating."

You furrowed your brows, unsure of how to respond. Douma reached out, gently lifting your chin with his hand, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Your worth is not defined by the size of your chest. Beauty lies in individuality, in the things that set you apart. Embrace your uniqueness."

A small smile tugged at the corners of your lips, and you nodded, appreciating his words. Douma continued, his tone softening, "You have a strength that goes beyond physical appearance. The way you face challenges, the resilience in your heart—those are the qualities that truly matter."

You look down, feel yourself start to tear up from having such a good looking man compliment you like this. Douma's hands reach out and stroke your hair and next thing you know, his lips where on yours, and you accept him. Your hand grabs his shoulders for support, but fall into him and slide your hands to his heck.

His mouth, and the way his hand is sliding up and down your arm to comfort you was to much. You couldn't help but whimper into the kiss and as soon as you did, he pressed harder into you and lay you down on the tatami mat. His left hand caressing your face and his right hand sliding down slowly and then gripping your waist, pulling you closer to him.

Douma moves his hand do the bottom of your shirt to pull it over your head. The warmth of his body radiates outward but never quite reaches you. He is gentle in his approach, his fingers grazing against the bare skin of your back as he pulls your shirt up. The friction of his touch sends a shiver down your spine. You try to recipitate and take his shirt, the tip of your fingers caress his skin and you couldn't help but wonder how a man so sculptured can feel so soft. He tutts at you and pulls him self up, taking his shirt off, making it into a scene.

As you look up to him, the curve of his body, muscles. His hair flowing down, pale skin, blonde hair, multi-coloured eyes- You got insecure again. How can a man this hot want to sleep with you? You cover your chest and shut your eyes, hoping he'd just go.

Douma reaches out to you again, his one hand grabs both of your hands and puts them above your head, pinning you down, and his other hand wiping your tears. ''Don't cry my Lotus, you have nothing to be insecure about like I said, let me show you''

You whimper as the hand that was caressing your face slides down to your neck, giving it a little squeeze and then down your chest. You wanted to run but you was trapped beneath him, so you could only wrap your legs around his waist and then it dawned on you how much bigger he was then you. Douma leaned down and started to suck on the neglected tit while his finger was playing with your nipple. Douma switched and this lasted for about two minuets. You where so touch starved that you could feel yourself about to cum. Your legs shake around him and you arched your back more and he slowed his pace and stopped. You whined at him.

Douma lifted your leg over your shoulder and rubbed his hand from your ankle to your pussy, playing lightly with your clit, ''Are you ready for me?'' You nod at him, trying to save what little energy you had.

You find your hands climbing up Douma's arms and tangling themselves into his hair, tugging him closer as you grind yourself into his hand. A little whine leaves your lips when he finally dips his fingers into your cunt.

Instantly feeling how wet you were for him, Douma lets out a satisfied groan, pulling away and gazing down. “Already wet, huh? How cute are you!” He brings his fingers out of you and splays them before you, slick stringing off and dripping down his fingers before he shoves them into his mouth. Practically moaning in front of you as he sucks them dry, lapping at your juices and popping his fingers out of his mouth. You couldn’t peel your eyes away at his lewd sounds and faces.

''Douma please, I need you in me''Douma smirks down at you and leans into your neck, leaving a mark. He positioned his cock at your entrance and slides his dick up and down to lube his dick more. He slowly entered you, embracing the stretch and how tight you where squeezing him, as he slowly build up his pace, you loosened up more for him and he went all the way in.

He surrounded you, every inch of his body running against yours and trapping you between him and the tatami matt- making you feel safe. His scent filled your nose. His grunts and growls swallowed by your mouth in your unbroken, needy kiss. In that moment, nothing else mattered.

“Cum for me.” You whispered into his lips.

“Where can I cum?”

“Inside me. I wanna feel you inside me.”

His hips snapped faster and more erratically until eventually he pushed himself as far as he could inside you, painting your walls with his cum. His eyes were tightly shut and a growl escaped him. His fingers tightened around yours when he came, gripping onto you and never wanting to let go.

As he came down from his high, he peppered your skin with kisses, He stayed inside you, softening with each passing second but not wanting to leave the warmth of your body just yet. You didn’t want him to, either. But it had to happen eventually. He rolled off you, but kept his hand on your hip as he did and rolled you with him, wrapping you up in his strong arms and holding you close.

#demon slayer #kny #kny x reader #douma x reader #douma

[elionwriter]

MIRACULOUS LADYBUG: AWAKENING

SPOILER REVIEW

Since my last post on Miraculous Ladybug was so vitriolic, I feel like now I have to give my two cents on the film. In my opinion? It was great! It reminded me why I like the concept of the story to begin with. I think sincerely that the movie did a by far better job at telling this story in under two hours than the series did in over 5 seasons.

It's not perfect, mind you, but it is a really good time! The animation is gorgeous, the action sequences were amazing, the story is straightforward and it doesn't make you feel like everyone except for Marinette is an idiot. It does help boost enjoyability not having Thomas Austruc mansplaining at every chance what a perfect society looks like, what the ideal man and woman act like, and what a perfect and healthy romance appears like.

Marinette is lovely! Her characterization is so on point. This time round, you can truly believe that she is a normal girl, with a normal life, just down on her luck. And her character arch is linear and fairly well structured. I really liked that they showed that her failings and clumsiness mostly boil down to uncertainty and self-doubt. It's not the Ladybug powers granting her agily and resilience, the mask just help bring what was already there to surface (something I did not always see in the series especially in the earlier seasons). Adrien/Chat Noir is one of the two characters that most benefits from the adaptation, IMO. He is ever kind and caring but he's not a door mat or a prize to be won. The scene in which he lashes out on his father, calling him out on his neglect: that was just beautiful to witness. And Gabriel Agreste! Oh, Gabriel! Finally, finally this character makes sense and acts like you would expect and hope he would. Surprise, surprise, he actually makes a compelling villain when written right and manages to look competent and threatening. As for everyone else...everyone else mostly disappear in the background and act as their tv counterparts (except for Cloe in the end *cough* *cough*).

While it's a big jarring every time they start singing, the songs 'Better Together' and 'Courage in me' are really catchy and nice. Heck, even the rendition of the main theme 'You are Ladybug' is fun and enjoyable.

The romance is obviously the main aspect of the story and I think it plays out really nicely here! While there obviously isn't much time to fully delve into the love square and you are left a bit wondering why Marinette is so hung up on Adrien when her relationship with Chat Noir absolutely steals the show by being romantic, heartfelt and wholesome, I still enjoyed it. Emphasis on Ladynoir stealing the show, especially when the two spar on the roof, duet in a scene that reminded me of the Moulin Rouge and face the final threat.

The side story of Marinette feeling slightly embarrassed by her dad was unnecessary, but whatever, I guess.

Plag isn't especially great here, but Tikki, oh my gosh, Tikki is a SAVAGE! 🤩 Ten seconds after meeting Marinette and is already about to kick the girl's ass!

Anyway, that is to say, I had a great time watching this, and I hope you all do to.

#miraculous movie #miraculous awakening #miraculous ladybug #ml ladybug #ladybug and chat noir #chat noir #cat noir #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #gabriel agreste #nino lahiffe #alya cesaire

[purpleanimeturtle]

Nothing's new.

A quick 2012 Casey x Donnie fic. This is my first post on here so feel free to leave suggestions. I have also already started a possible second chapter so lets hope it goes well!

Donnie's P.O.V.

I was slow today, even slower than usual when compared to my siblings and friends. I am supposed to be the brains of our team anyway, my tech and inventions were a good compromise for whatever else I lacked. 

But today for whatever reason, something was wrong. I’m sure Sensei and my siblings could tell, heck, maybe even Casey. 

And yet I still trudged along, trying to match in strength of people that I have never even been equal to in the first place. But today my form was off, the jabs of my bo staff weaker, my face hot, my stomach mush and my limbs jelly. 

“Donatello,” Sensei said firmly, stopping everyone in the dojo. “After this sparring, I would like to talk with you, perhaps even meditate.”

As much as I would like to just crawl back to my lab and run some simple diagnosis on myself to try to see what was wrong, I knew I couldn’t escape my Sensei. 

“Hai, Sensei.”

The mentioned person did a quick nod in acknowledgment before turning to my two older siblings, who had already started sparing, not holding back.

‘This is how I die.’ I thought.

Once Leo and Raph were done sparring, (Leo almost won but Raph pulled a stunt last minute to win...) It was my turn. Against Casey.

We both took to our spots and stances, but of course Casey couldn’t just stay quiet too, god no, who would he be then? Nothing's new.

“Looks like you’re going against the one. The only. Casey-” 

“Hajime!” Sensei Splinter cut him off before he could go on about how “amazing” he was.

Casey sighed and I took it as an opportunity to strike, but just as I got close, I froze. The human still wasn’t looking at me at the moment, but just as he did our eyes met and I felt my body weaken, causing me to fall.

Or start to fall at least. My eyes flinched close as I awaited the impact that never came.

 My eyes creeped open to find that the one who caught me was none other than Casey. Fucking. Jones. Jones had caught me, even though it was the last one to touch the mat wins. I stared at him and felt my face get warm. 

‘He must’ve caught me out of reflex.’ I guessed, but that idea along with my stomach flipped when he winked at me before letting me fall the rest of the way to the ground.

I’m pretty sure everyone was laughing their heads off at the scene. But if they were I couldn’t hear them over the sound of my heart. 

He’s been doing that a lot lately. Even more than usual, I mean what started as kissy faces turned to wolf whistles. The excessive eye batting turned to winking. The snarky compliments turned into slightly suggestive ones. But the change that I hated the most was when he went from punching my arms to lightly tracing shapes all over me before acting like nothing happened and talking to someone else.

The light touches never failed to make me want to punch him in return, but the spots he touched were always left feeling like a mix of butterflies and fireworks were there and my body and mouth betrayed me by turning to jelly and leaving me speechless. 

I hated it.

But I always wanted more.

Call me needy, but I always want the attention of someone, that’s why I did so much for April, but that was stupid. Me always doing stuff for her and her not even giving me the time of day to talk to me.

Casey actually did give me time of day.

Wait.

DId he?

Do I?

I shot up as fast as I could and ran, no sprinted to my lab, completely forgetting about Master Splinter.

#jonatello #caseytello #casey jones #donatello #tmnt 2012 #not done yet #named after songs #gay #nonbinary #anti tcest

[tdinyomomma]

TDWT- Cody X Reader (Chapter Three) Walk Like An Egyptian Pt. 2

If you haven’t read: two

“Let’s take a few moments to review some of the features of our aircraft.” Chris announces, the next clip showing back to when a piece fell off the plane outside and a raccoon falling out with it. “Safety is our number-one priority. So please remain seated with your seat belts fastened at all times.” 

Showing off Owen knocked out, straps holding onto him to sit up right. 

“The plane has one exit, located here.” Another old clip of Chris throwing Ezekial out of the exit door to the plane, after that is the team mates running for their lives. “

As we explore exotic destinations, take time to familiarize yourself with the local architecture. The world is our playground.” It’s a bunch of clips of the teens getting hurt in the last episode.

 “But remember- refusal to sing will lead to immediate disqualification. When dividing into teams, be sure to give your crew a catchy handle. Upon arrival at our final destination, one lucky competitor will receive a parting gift to remember: 1 Million dollars!” It shows the kids passports and a big ole hunk of cash before going back to Chris with his hands behind his back. 

“So stow that carry-on baggage and lock those tray tables in the upright position. We’re taking off for one crazy ride, right here, right now, on Total… Drama… World Toouurr!”

Of course we’re back behind the starting line in the middle of a hot ass desert. Have I mentioned that I need a new agent? If not… I need a new one. 

“Ooh, look! Team colors!” Izzy awes in admiration at something so simple. 

“Why the heck is our mat yellow?” Harold speaks up, disgusted. “We’re no cowards!” He raises a fist into the air. 

“Relax, sugar. The mat’s gold ‘cause team victory is in first place!” Leshawna points out. “Not for long.” I whisper, glancing down at their stick. 

“I can’t believe Duncan got disqualified just ‘cause he won’t sing.” Gwen exclaims, obviously hurt that, that punk loser decided to take his losses. 

“Maybe he can’t sing.” Heather quips. “Oh, he can do anything he sets his mind to. And now he’s stuck on the plane, waiting for a ride home. Poor thing. He must be miserable.” Courtney cuts off the mean girl and I raise a brow. 

“It’s his fault if he is so miserable, even seems like a player since you two are so upset about him leaving.” Was what I wanted to say outloud but this is about gaining their trust. I couldn’t say that. 

“It’s a shame he quit, but hey, you won’t focus on a boy being here or not if you’re winning.” I grin, nudging the two girls earning small smiles in return along with them blushing. 

“You’re right, Amazing super star, [Name] [Last Name].” Courtney sighs in a dream-like state and I snicker, glancing over to see Heather’s upset expression. 

“Duncan-and-Courtney fans will be devastated, but I also agree with [Name] Courtney don’t need no man” Sierra snorts, 

“But another but, I think you and Owen have a shot at becoming fave “Total Drama” couple on my fan site.” She informs Izzy. 

“Owen’s magic. When he breathes, his nose whistles the national anthem!” The crazy redhead shouts proudly. 

“Super cute! But he’s no [Name]... Or Cody!” She says as Cody and I walk past which gives me the shivers. I plug my ears to not hear another fact she weirdly knows about us two. 

“Does she weird you out too?” I question the boy next to me and his eyes widen. He stares at me for a few seconds so I repeat myself. 

“Did you not hear me or something?” I crossed my arms. “No, no! I did, I just didn’t expect you to actually talk to me.” His face turns red and I ruffle his hair. 

“Cute,” I then grabbed my hand sanitizer realizing what I just did. 

“And yes, she does extremely weird me out.” He tells me as he fixes his hair. Before I can continue on the conversation a cymbal crashes loudly. 

“Mmm. Good.” Chris stuffs his mouth with grapes. 

“Don’t know about you guys, but I am loving egypt.” He chuckles. 

“Mmm! And I’m gonna love it even more watching you enjoy your second challenge– The amazing camel race.” He declares. 

“Where are the other camels?” Harold quizzes. 

“There are no other camels. It’s a camel race. Not a camel’s race.” He fixes their thinking about the whole race ordeal. “Yes!” Heather cheers. 

“What?!” Alejandro adds in, distraught and angry. 

“We won last time, but they get a camel, they get a goat and we get a stick?!” Leshawna furrows her brows. 

“Each reward has its advantages. Trust me. You’ll be racing to the world’s most infamous waterway, the Nile.” He assures them. 

“Teams must bring their rewards all the way to the finish. You have 60 seconds to strategize.” He points, 

“Move it, people. It’s a race.” Heather hurries us as she is already on top of the camel. 

“Uh, Hello? It’s Team Amazon, not Dictatorship Amazon.” Courtney argues with the girl. 

“Great. Well, I’ll stop being bossy when you start doing things right.” Heather says, I get on the stupid camel and I’m squished in between Gwen and Izzy. 

“Whee! Yeah! I get the throat!” She then starts grunting and it sounds more like a donkey noise if anything. “I just introduced myself in camel-ese.” She mutters. 

“I bet you did.” Gwen encourages her and I shake my head trying not to scoff. “Oh, hey. Fancy meeting you here.” Cody lifts himself up in front of Gwen. 

“Go out for a slushie later?” He asks. 

“Cody. Hey. Listen, I still really appreciate you setting me up with Trent that time.” Gwen thanks the boy. “Nice, right?” He smiles a toothy smile. 

“And now that he’s gone, huh? Yeah. I’m available.” Cody tells her, I make a face knowing the girl is not interested.

 “Hear that? It’s the sound of girls all over the world running and rushing, just desperate to lock their doors.” Heather starts off nice and then completely stomps on his heart. I sighed out as the other girls laughed. 

“That was mean, he didn’t deserve that.” I snap back to her. “I’d be interested in Cody, he’s a sweet boy.” I tell Heather, it shut the other girls up real quick too. Of course I wasn’t telling the complete truth, and normally I wouldn’t have cared about anyone really. But laughing at him like that for having feelings just didn’t sit right with me. 

“A’ight! Nile’s thataway! Kind of big, blue and watery. Can’t miss it. Or I guess you can, but then you’ll die. Probably get killed by the local scarab beetles. It’s mating season and they get all killy when they’re in heat.” Chris tells us, I watch as Leshawna goes up to him. 

“I am glad there aren’t any out here. Those things are nasty!” She looks up at him. 

“I’ll tell them you said so.” Chris motions to Chef Hatchet who knocks over a big vase. It lands with a thump in the sand and shows the little beetles crawling out.

 Leshawna screams, running away causing a domino effect to all of us around. Then that stupid ding goes off. 

“Ooh! Time for a song! Think of it as a mini challenge. Music can soothe the savage mate-seeking scarabs. So make up a good song and maybe they won’t kill you. Or don’t and get disqualified, like Duncan.” He speaks up, but I’m more focused on the bugs crowding around us as the others groan except for Izzy of course. The music starts. “

No need to get crazy.” Alejandro starts off. The other guys snapped to the beat. 

"It’s lovin’ time at last.” He belts. 

“You don’t want to eat us up!” The guys sing together. 

“We’re mostly full of gas~ No!! No!” Owen shouts as the beetles start to climb up him. 

“It’s mating time for scarabs!” Courtney, Heather, Gwen and [Name] sing. 

"So what you waiting on?” Leshawna pushes two of the scarabs to each other. 

“Just ignore us humans.” Izzy holds one. 

“And make out till the break of dawn!” The teens all come together. 

“It’s lovin’ time,” Alejandro says. 

“lovin’ time, lovin’ time.” 

“Scarab mating season!” 

“It’s lovin’ time.” It shows Cody staring between Gwen and now [Name] as they sang their part.

 “Lovin’ time, lovin’ time!” 

“Scarabs, get busy now.” Alejandro seems disappointed in what he has to sing out loud. 

“It’s lovin’ time.” Harold does his own piece. 

“Lovin’ time, lovin’ time.” 

“Scarab-mating season!”

“It’s lovin’ time!” Cody sings, now starting to tip-toe away as the Scarabs are busy loving each other and finding their mate. 

“Lovin’ time. Lovin’ time.” 

“Scarab-mating season!” 

“Season, eh!” Ezekial messes up the whole tone and the Scarabs get agitated. “Whoa! No! Wait!” The bugs start crawling up him as the others run away screaming.

An air horn goes off as we get on the camel. As moments pass we’re still in the lead.

 “Come on!” Courtney smooches at the animal we’re riding. “Come on, camel! Faster!” Courtney attempts to motivate him. 

“That is not how you talk to a camel.” Heather then clears her throat. “Freakin’ move it!” She shouts. 

“Much better.” Gwen laughs. “Shh, guys! Keep it down, okay? I’m trying to tell him a fairy tale!” Izzy tells them then starts making the grunting noises again. 

“So, how’s it going back there, Cody?” Gwen changes the subject moving along from whatever crazy girl is doing. He gets whacked by the tail of the camel. 

“Ow! Great!” He chuckles trying to play it off. Thanks for- ow! Asking. As long as it doesn’t– oh! Go number three.” Cody informs her. 

“We’re gonna go win the race now. See ya!” Heather blows raspberries at the other team behind us. “Eat sand, losers!” Courtney jumps into the teasing. 

“Such witty remarks from such fiercely intelligent women. I’m both humbled and intrigued.” Alejandro responds and I roll my eyes. “Nice try, but I’m with Duncan.” Courtney turns away from the hispanic charmer. “And what a pity it is that you should give yourself to a quitter who doesn’t deserve you.” He tells her, which he’s not half wrong. “That’s not- Duncan is totally-” She scoffs. “You’re just- Will someone just hurry this Camel up?!” She orders. 

“Can you see the Nile, Izzy?” Heather asks. “No, not yet!” Izzy makes the Camel speak. 

“It’s got to be around here.” Courtney says. I just glance around not seeing anything. But then a smell emits the air and we all gag, realizing the camel just did it on Cody. 

“Ew!” Courtney yells. 

“Oh, gross!” Gwen gags. Then the camel comes to a stop. 

“Uh, guys the other team is gone. We’re all alone out here.” Gwen announces. “Does anyone know where we are?” Heather asks. 

“Planet earth, silly.” Izzy laughs.

 “We’re lost!” They all say as if it wasn’t fucking obvious. 

“No dip, guys. They probably went another direction, let's try going to the right!” I simply tell them, folding my arms now, getting super sweaty and irritated. 

“Are you sure?” Heather questions me. “All in favor of my idea, say I.” I smile up at her in a cocky way as they all quickly say I in return. 

They all still argue but I have Izzy talk to the camel to know where to go. The camel changes courses like I said to a while ago.

“Wait, what is that?” Gwen points ahead of us.

 “The finish line!” They shout. 

“Weird. I asked Ruby where we could get lemonade. But this is okay, too I guess.” Izzy explains. “Want me to tell her to hurry up?” She looks back at us. We all just blankly stare at her. “Okay.” She then does the grunting. Once we get to the water the other team is already making their boat. 

“Basket-weave a boat?! Ugh!” Heather shouts in disgust. I get down and pet the camel as a thank you for carrying us but right after I go for my hand sanitizer because you don’t know what kind of diseases animals carry. 

“Sorry you guys are so far behind. Plus our baskets are nearly done already thanks to my speed weaving.” Sierra apologizes. 

"Plus you’ve got Owen on your team. Lucky.” Izzy says. 

“But you have Cody and [Name]!” She then runs over to us and pulls us into her chest. “I wish we were on the same team, too!” Sierra hums. “Uh, I have to do something.” He pulls away and I nod in agreement following after him. 

“Aw, you guys are so cute together.” I overhear Izzy tell Sierra. 

“Maybe we could swap teams!” 

“Trade a basket case for a basket weaver? Fine. Sierra, you’re with us. Izzy, go play with the boys.” Heather calls the shots. 

“What?!” Alejandro shouts but immediately Sierra starts basket weaving for us. 

“Wow, she’s amazing.” Courtney compliments her and I would’ve too if it wasn’t for how creepy the girl is towards me. 

“Maybe you should think about listening to me a bit more this time around, hmm?” Heather suggests, which Gwen and Courtney burst into a fit of laughter. 

“It’ll take a lot more than this to earn our trust.” Gwen tells her. “A lot, a lot more.” 

“Where’s Chris? He won’t allow this.” Alejandro says. 

“Excuse me. Did somebody- Ugh” Chris comes up on a boat and Sierra pulls him into a tight hug. “Today is officially the best day of my life, so I really hope you allow us to swap.” Sierra stares up at the host. “But of course, you’ll make the best decision, ‘cause you’re the best decider ever!” She cheers for her. “And that’s why I’m going to allow it.” Chris smiles, I throw my head back in major disappointment. 

“Smiley face!” The purple haired girl squeals.

 “What was that about Chris not allowing it?” I tease the boy now standing in front of me as his head is down. Heather also sticks her tongue out at him but instead of getting upset he blows a kiss at her. She gasps, crossing her arms and looking away from him. 

“Ta-da!” Sierra shows off her work and we come running her way. 

“Team Amazon Rocks!” We uplift the girl happily. Chris says something as the other team finally makes their way to the water.

 “Cody! Let’s go!” Courtney yells as Cody struggles to get the camel onto the boat with us. 

“Come on, pal. Just get in the boat.” Then the boy says something quieter and goes behind the camel and tries to push but ends up with his face in the animal's ass. 

“Cody!” Sierra gasps.

 “Izzy, tell ruby to get in the boat!” Courtney demands. Izzy goes to do it but that Noah kid stops her. 

“Whoa! Whoa! Izzy’s on our team now, not yours. Not a word.” Noah glares at her. “Oh! Fun!”

 “Fine. We’ll do it ourselves. C’mon.” Courtney motions for us to follow her. We then try to get the camel to get moving as we pull on the rope around her neck. But she doesn’t even budge. I notice the other teams already start to get a move on. 

“This is totally unfair! If it wasn’t for that stupid swap, we’d be halfway across the Nile by now.” Heather groans.

 “We’re gonna win fair and square.” Alejandro says. 

“But to make sure you believe, talk to the camel.” He turns to Izzy. “Yeah? Okay.” Izzy starts the grunting noise and finally the animal starts trotting. We finally get moving and right as we do that stupid ding goes off once again. 

“Time for a musical reprise!” Chris shouts at us. Everyone groans.

 “Hey if you finish the song the first time, you wouldn’t be here now, Zeke. Start singing!” He calls out the homeschooled kid. “And put your backs into it.”

“Mm-mmm, crocodile amigos, what you swimming for?” Alejandro starts us off once again. 

“We don’t mean to bug you.” Courtney sings next, Gwen right after. 

“Please let us reach the shore!” Even the Camel brays out a song. 

“These crocs are gettin’ killy” Lindsay worriedly sings. 

“Just bop them on no-ose! I learned that in muskrat boys it vanquishes all foes.” Harold tells everyone. I watch as Ezekial goes to bop a croc but he fails and the croc eats the stick he had in his hand. 

“It’s rowin’ time!” Alejandro sings. 

“Vanquishing, vanquishing!” Now all of them sing. 

“Crocodile season!” “

It’s rowin’ time,” DJ adds. 

“Crocodiles! Crocodiles!” 

“Tell me I’m not sinking.” DJ asks. 

“Yeah, it’s rowin’ time!” Cody sings this time, on the camel’s hunchback bump. 

“Singing it, singing it! Crocodile season!” 

“It’s rowing time!” 

“Rowing time, rowing time!” The Amazon get ahead and makes it past the finish line. “

Till the Amazons Wi-i-i-i-in!” The Amazon team belt it out towards the end.

“Congrats, you’re alive. And as long as you all brought rewards across the finish line, there will be no elimination tonight.” Everyone cheers but I remember the Victory team lost their reward.

 “I lost the stick.” Ezekiel announces to his team. He then chuckles nervously causing Chris to actually start laughing. 

“Wow. Sucks to be you.”

We get to go to the wonderful first class area. We all sit down and Courtney comes up to me. “Hey!” She grins at me and I do a small wave along with a smile. 

“What’s up?” I ask. “Could I sit with you?” She seems hopeful. 

“Oh, of course!” I had to think about it at first but realizing to earn her trust I have to be nice. I go back to cleaning my area up a little bit. I feel her staring and I start to smirk. 

“You wanna fangirl a little bit?” I messed with her and she went to deny it but then blushed. 

“I’m sorry I just really love your work in the movies you play in.” She admits. 

“Don’t be sorry I love fans or just people who enjoy my work, we can talk all about it.”

“Call me whatever you want, at the end of the day my career comes with that stuff. I'm used to fangirls and fan meetings and I love everyone who appreciates me.” [Name] smiles sweetly at the camera.

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[universitypenguin]

How would Lloyd and princess spend the holidays together ? Are they the types to go look at the pretty lights the city has downtown? Would Lloyd help her with decorations, etc. As always I absolutely adore these two and the way you write them 🥰🥰 thank you again for writing this series ❤️❤️

They decorate the house together because Princess insists on it. She doesn’t buy the line that he’s “never really been into Christmas.” It’s clear that he just never had anyone to celebrate it with and this year, things are different. Princess makes it her mission to show Lloyd how Christmas should be.

He doesn’t have any Christmas decor, but that’s fine, because it means a trip to the store. She gets a tree, warm toned multicolored lights, stockings for his fireplace, and a welcome mat that says “Merry Christmas.” Lloyd swaps it for the one that says “Merry Christmas, Ya Filthy Animal.” She gets five wreaths, one for the front door and others for his front windows. He’s unfamiliar with the idea of window wreaths but when you hang them up, he has to admire how it looks. His house has never looked so beautiful.

Inspiration photo for the wreaths:

He particularly enjoys the smell of the decorative bowls of pinecones and tree bark you set out. The bough of holly wrapped around his bannister does look very nice. He even makes a note of the name of the special candles you ordered. They make the whole house smell like vanilla pound cake, and he’s totally stocking up on those.

These are all pre-holiday things, though. For the actual holiday, Lloyd would want to take a vacation.

Princess assumes this means somewhere sunny and warm with lots of palm trees, so she’s totally down. But no… he wants to go skiing in Zermatt.

Where Lloyd wants to go:

Princess’ reaction:

By the time she realizes the disconnect, she’s already agreed to go.

While Lloyd knows Princess isn’t the most athletic person in the world, he wasn’t expecting her to be this bad on skis. Efforts to teach her skiing are not successful. What the heck does “you turn with your toes,” mean? Finally, she kicks him out of the teacher role and signs up for a ski lesson package with an instructor.

Lloyd hits the black slopes and enjoys the next few days of solo skiing. At the end of the week he’s shocked to find that Princess swapped her ski rental for a snowboard. And she’s good at it. She’s already had enough practice to manage the smaller green slopes. On one of their final days on the mountain, he takes her down the smaller hills, and realizes she’s far more suited to snowboarding than she ever was to skiing.

He willingly admits that he should never try to teach anyone to ski again.

The problem is, Lloyd’s been skiing since he was eight years old. Growing up in Idaho it was a school sponsored program. He was on the football team, the wrestling team and participated in the ski club, though he never competed in winter sports competitions. His natural athleticism prevents him from understanding the struggles of someone like Princess. But in the end, it worked out. He realizes that she would have liked a warmer vacation due to all the ski lesson venting sessions that occurred when she fell down. And she fell down a lot during the first few days, so he really got an earful.

He proposes a Valentine’s Day trip to Fiji.

Princess spends the last few days in town, taking Lloyd’s credit card for a spin. To get revenge for the awful ski lessons he gave her, she hits the Max Mara store, Kate Spade, Prada, and a high end jewelry store run by a local artisan. Lloyd is amused by the amount Princess considers “punishment.”

It’s a quarter of what he dropped on the heli-skiing day trip he’s taking tomorrow.

They walk arm in arm through the village, strung with multicolored lights, and then Lloyd surprises her with a gondola ride up to the Matterhorn Glacier. After his heli-skiing trip, he takes her ice skating, which is another thing she’s never done. While he’s teaching her to balance and use her toe pick, Princess realizes he’s trying to give her all the experiences her family couldn’t afford when she was a kid. And this is the first real vacation she’s ever been on. It’s also the first time she’s used her passport for recreational purposes.

On Christmas Eve, he takes her to a Michelin star restaurant. She doesn’t have to cook or do the dishes. There’s no crying babies. She doesn’t have any siblings who want her to find their glove and hat and by the way: did she remember where they put the sled last year? This year she relaxes and spends Christmas Day in bed with Lloyd. He’s in a romantic mood. The kind that involves soaking in the in-room hot tub and eating chocolate covered strawberries with champagne. He makes love to her in the morning, followed by a long nap. He does it again at noon, twice before dinner, and half the night. For their last day in Switzerland he has another surprise in store. They take the Glacier Express around Mt. Matterhorn.

The Glacier Express:

He finds he doesn’t mind the slow speed of travel. Taking seven hours to travel 180 miles isn’t usually his idea of a good time. But in this instance, watching you enjoy yourself for seven hours straight makes it a very good time. Combined with the excellent food and the way you cuddle against him during the trip, he’s already thinking about making this a yearly thing. Unless you want to make Fiji your Christmas tradition instead, which he would understand.

All in all, this year is by far the best Christmas he’s ever had.

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[ilyasorokinn]

hi bebbb can i request a fluffy mat fic?? like he came to ur place while youre ab to do an online exam on ur bed but he was in his feels so he wanted to have ur full attention so he started to poke you, distract you, hug you from behind, putting his head on ur shoulder 🥺🥺 & things like that and like eventually u did get to finish ur exam with him holding ur body tight but enough to let your arms do the exam

CHILL PILL

happy birthday mat "i only know how to fall over" barzal. ur great dude.

mat let himself into your apartment with the key you so graciously gave him and grabbed a fruit cup from your fridge before making his way into your bedroom.

"whoa."

"can you grab me a water from the fridge?"

"yeah, sure." mat nodded, in a daze as he made his way back into your kitchen. he walked back into your bedroom and took in the amount of work you were surrounded by.

"do you need, like, help or something?" he asked, setting the waterbottle on your nightstand.

"no, i'm good. well, i might need food in like, an hour, but other than that, i'm good."

"all right." mat nodded, climbing into bed behind you, leaving over your shoulder to see what you were looking at.

“holy crap.” he grabbed your computer and held the screen close to his face to examine what you’re looking at.

“give it back.” you tried to grab your computer back.

“no, wait, hold on. what the heck is this?” he asked, his brows furrowing together in confusion.

“it’s my final exam, so if you’ll excuse me, i’d like to get back to it.” you finally grabbed it back and got back to your final.

mat sat behind you, in confusion as you typed away on your computer, “do you understand all of that?”

“well… yeah.” you nodded.

mat continued to watch you type away, but after about 10 minutes, he got bored. so, he decided to do the one good thing, other than hockey, he was truly good at.

bothering you.

he started with just staring at you. you felt his eyes on you and tried your best to ignore him, “mathew, stop it!”

“what am i doing?”

“you’re staring, and it’s getting weird,”

“my apologies. i just came over to hang out with my girlfriend, but she’s too busy ignoring me.”

“i told you last week that i wouldn’t be able to hang out as much. it’s finals, i’m gonna be busy.”

“too busy to see me?” he pouted.

“yes, even you.” you told him, and he let out a dramatic gasp.

since attempt one didn’t work, attempt two he know would get your attention. he started poking you, which he knew would annoy you to no end.

“oh, my god! i’m gonna kick you out!” you threatened.

“okay, calm down. take a chill pill.” you glared at him, “all right, i’ll cool it.” he wrapped an arm around you and pulled you back so you were practically laying on top of him.

“i need to finish this.” you told him.

“i know, and you will. i’ll just lay here and watch you work.” he promised.

“promise?”

“you won’t even know i’m here.“ you sighed but got back to work.

happy birthday mat. also, i don’t think the only thing he’s good at is hockey and being annoying.

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[obito76]

Raven, how shocked and enraptured were you when you found out that Beastboy often exercised naked when he thought no one was in the tower

It was late. Raven had been helping Vic move out some of the heavy parts he ordered from Las Vegas the car paradise according to him, he insisted her to handle since he didn't want any of them to recieve damage. She loved Vic like a brother but somehow he sure knew how to annoy her exactly. She’d stopped back by the gym room to grab a bag that she’d forgotten in her locker yesterday. The place was completely empty when she got there.

Arranging some shoes that was left behind by someone probably Gar, Raven went up to the locker room. She heard grunts coming from their big gym area. There was usually no one around at this time of night, unless boy wonder who probably had lost his mind to work out this late.

Raven walked around the corner and almost went straight into the room pushing past the sliding doors. What the heck?

Gar.

A completely naked Gar. He had headphones on while he worked out. A high energy workout she assumed. Completely fucking naked. He seemed completely tuned out to anything around him.

Her eyes traced every line of his body. She couldn’t look away. Her body was reacting to the beautiful visual in front of her.

Fuck.

Backing up slowly, Raven snuck away. She rested her palms against the door, hiding behind and trying to block out her team mate’s naked body in motion out of her mind. Her currently single team mate.

She slapped the palms of her hands against her cheek what is she thinking. The sting of it failed to push down the desire bubbling up inside of her. She felt so uncomfortably warm and fuzzy.

Her head turned towards the direction of the gym. She shouldn’t. Couldn’t. It was a terrible idea.

Azar.

Retracing her steps, Raven found Gar had changed positions. He was on his back doing sit-ups with his eyes closed. Sweat dripped from him. She couldn’t help but stare since when did he become so fit; she’d never wanted to look something more.

Raven leaned against the side of the lockers. She pressed her thighs together. Her fingers itched to touch him—to touch herself. Azar. What was she doing?

Against her will and standards, Raven quietly removed her clock and dropped silently in her locker. She slid her hand on her body. Her fingers began working and her mind started to race, while she stared transfixed at his body.

“I know you are there” His voice brought her out of what felt like an hypnosis. She was completely startled. “Rae?”

“I…” Raven shifted her gaze slowly up from his cock to his familiar green eyes. She felt another rush of excitement at the weight of promise in his gaze. “I...You're hard.”

“You seem ready too.” Gar shifted off his back. He made his way over to her, kneeling in front of her and gently pushing aside her leotard and black thong. His caught her waist and he brought her close to his lips. She inhaled sharply when he licked her after it felt like an eternity. “Fuck, Rae. You taste good. Think I’m going have some more.”

“Gar.”

“Shh.. relax.” Gar whispered, pushing her legs apart, lifting one of her feet up to rest on his shoulder. His fingers spread her lips apart. “There you are.”

“Gar, please.”

“I really wanted to do this for a really long time.” Gar licked the length of her, pausing to pay special attention to her clit. Raven shivered. “Time to give you a workout.”

It was only the fact that they might wake up everyone that kept Raven from screaming his name. He did what he said, he was true to his word. Gave her multiple orgasms before he laid her down on the mat that he’d been on previously. It was everything she’d fantasized about.

About him.

So much about him.

It was everything she'd ever hoped for.

Sorry for the 'too late' reply 😂

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[rustyboltzz]

So, I've scrapped what you're about to read since I've changed the story, and now it doesn't really make sense, but I decided to post this small snippet for fun, also because it was a writing prompt and I feel like even if it isn't canon to the actual story I'm working on, people will still enjoy it.

Anyway, thank you, @glassautomaton , for the prompt! I am working on a more set in stone story with this prompt (where Iris is more distant from A-9 like suggested), but hopefully, you can enjoy this small setup for now! :]

Enjoy! [581 Words]

Iris Thompson, age 25, sat on the bleachers and silently oversaw Alpha-9's morning laps, her face difficult to read as always. She observantly watched as each soldier went by. Their expressions ranged from composed to absolutely winded, but that was expected from newer recruits. She'd give them at least a week to shape up, though Iris wasn't completely sure if that was too much time or too little.

Iris bitterly thought about how she was given just half as much time to adjust when she was a cadet. She was being more than kind.

As much as she tried (Iris wasn't really sure if she cared for trying in these types of situations anymore..) she couldn't really distinguish each of the soldiers running past. It was almost like an annoying clock in her brain, tall, short, tall, short, kinda tall, tall, short, very tall.

Ah, that's who she was looking for.

She got up stupidly quick, alerting some of the Task Force as she did, none of them slowed down in their laps though, good, they'd thoroughly learned not to do that anymore, and to the ones that hadn't been here too long she supposed it was more or less monkey see monkey do. Iris felt her voice in her throat, and then it was echoing across the semi large gym.

"Enough laps! Break into partners of two and spar on the mats that are laid out! Jacqueline, you're with me!"

Iris, silent on her feet, walked to her mat in bold strides. Once she felt the cold, firm material underneath her soles, she stole a glance around the gym.

Various soldiers flocked to their mats with their partner in tow. Some had already put their protective gear on and some were hastily changing into it. Heck, some were even already at it, falling into the mind numbing practice of trying to knock the other down in two or three moves or less. Iris's gaze traveled to another mat and she stared with hidden intrigue.

One figure, slightly taller than the other, anxiously changed into his protective gear as the other expectantly waited for him to join her on the mat. Rainer and Leora, Iris reminded herself. Their anomalies were truly a spectacle and Iris had hastily added them to Alpha-9 four months or so ago, Leora before the other. They seemed to exchange words before Rainer made eye contact with Iris and blanched ever so slightly, though Iris knew he was trying to hide it. She watched as he quickly turned back to Leora, but Iris could still mentally feel his eyes on her, she also felt Jacqueline's eyes on her back. Iris turned around, slightly entertained.

"Hello, Sir.." Jacqueline didn't seem too intrigued to be back on this mat with her, but she hardly cared. Jacqueline was a fine opponent, strong and probably able to throw her clean across the room, a perfect soldier, in theory.. except she was a nurse? She'd told Iris she could do both, and it wasn't that Iris didn't believe her, it was more or less Jacqueline didn't want to do both, even if she acted like it.

Jacqueline stepped onto the mat and immediately put her hands up defensively as Iris threw a kick her way, of which pushed her back a small bit, which was a spectacle in itself.

And that was that, they fell into their usual shtick. Punch, block, kick, block. Iris did not say a word the entire time.

#scp 105 #iris thompson #scp 1985 #scp 4818 #scp 4051 #scp #scp foundation #Iris but Worse #still dont have am actual name for this au but I think the place holdrr im using is kinfa iconic LOL #also im sorry if the formating is weird #this is my first time posting writinh on tumblr #also if there are spelling mistakes its because it was barely beta'd and I more or less read it a couple times and fixed up what I noticed #anyway enjoy #rust writez #devils advocate scp #tagging it with this because its based in this specific canon #the inclusion of Jackie and Anne will be included eventually and how Iris lost her eye ect

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Thought I had during TGCF S1 Ep 5

-Previously on TGCF…

-Autumn has come

-The way he blew off that maple leaf

-Oooh that subtle hinting later on and symbolism with Xie Lian

-Now I know not to get on Hua Cheng’s bad side

-The way he moved in closer *fangirls like no tomorrow*

-Oh yeah, a hunch

-I think that also gave it away

-Does Xie Lian have his ashes?  Just asking out of curiosity

-Aw it’s like he just blew a kiss at Xie Lian

-That’s what I’m going to do when I pass

-I freaking love the instrumental version of Hong Jue

-It is getting darker

-Magic sleeves of holding: 2

-Oh there’s your first ghost related clue XL

-Their interactions are just borderline wholesome

-Haaah!  And Xie Lian caught San Lang from falling AAAAAHHH I CAN’T

-Is he touched starved?  He is touch starved

-Woah with how blank the ghosts’ faces are, they really have no soul

-Chi blocking!  Another Last Airbender reference

-“You’re a ghost”.  “We’re all ghosts” Valid

-San Lang teasing is just really cute!

-Woah and those floating small lights and other forest spirits

-He’s curious about his bandaged neck

-Cart chase!  CART CHASE!

-Frog spirit

-Fork in the Road

-I don’t think I can really read that writing, and I’m still learning Chinese right now

-Oh honey

-The ghosts caught ‘em!

-That’s Justin Briner

-Magic sleeves of holding: 3

-I love that when San Lang scared the Ghosts shitless they ended up running like no tomorrow, Ghost 1: Book it guys our lives depend on it!  Ghost 2:  But we’re already dead! Ghost 1:  Well it’s just an expression!

-San Lang totally happened

-Full Moon again and more peaceful music

-Oooh he got nervous

-That fortune telling might’ve aged a little too well…

-Can Xie Lian please tell my fortune???

-“Love” and then XL starts nervously coughing XD!

-“Surely girls throw themselves you.”  Oh, yeah right girls.

-Oh you know he has dashing good looks

-Oh you know he is getting a compliment outta you.

-Oh the look San Lang gives him and just casually brings in his stuff

-Woah waking Chi blocking

-He definitely needs the donations

-And there was only one bed.  Oh my gods there was only one bed!!!

-Aw San Lang’s modest expression

-They gotta know what god they are worshipping

-That’s also foreshadowing right there

-And he just lays down on the mat

-Words of wisdom from Xie Lian

-More bandaged limbs

-And he doesn’t even question them, respectful

-That satisfying noise when Xie Lian blew out the candle *Chef’s Kiss*

-San Lang’s eyes are still open

-A lone camellia flower

-He actually drew him!

-Aw San Lang’s a hard worker

-He’s touch starved again!

-Aw and he got flustered when he finished styling!

-And he continues to wear his hair like that despite being on one side of his head.  You know what that is?  Commitment.

-That’s what was in his sleeves last night

-Aw he napped

-San lang should take up woodwork more often

-Get yourself a man like San Lang people

-Domestic montage, yes they are both so domestic indeed

-Aw he caught him staring

-Aw I learned drawing the same way!

-I believe you Ox cart man

-God of good grades, please bless me with passing my fall quarter

-Heck with how popular TGCF is right now, Xie Lian would be worshipped today by fans like us

-He got his first followers!

-Now that is what I call a lucky break Pun count: 6

-His luck did rub off on you and you should take it all Xie Lian

-Welp time to go start the next arc

-To me this way by far the best episode of Season 1 and the best reaction so far

#my reaction #episode reaction #episode commentary #tian guan ci fu #tgcf #heaven official's blessing #tgcf season 1 #episode 5 #english dub #Xie Lian #san lang #hua cheng #avatar the last airbender #atla

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Just watched the fnaf movie and I have 1 thing so say

What the fuck

2) and what the fuck

when I say what the fuck I mean it in a good way

so much is happening and I LOVE IT ALL. but I was also quite confused on everything because all my fnaf knowledge has been sitting in the back corner of my brain for almost 2 years.

gonna put my rambling under cut bc of little punctuation and SPOLIERS

any how, who the heck is Abby, who the heck is garret, this appertntly took place is 2000 so why was there a bite of sorts? Chicka is badass.

I feel sad for these kids but then I don’t but then I do because, just, AAAA

William Afton looks nothing like how thought, or what the fandom chalked him up to be. He’s just some old white dude

THE LIVING TOMBSTONE PLAYING AT THE END!!

FUCKING MATPAT WAS THERE!

FUCK YES

I’m insane

I love this movie and there is so much to unpack here

remember that scene where the fan starts spinning in the background, you can see a frebbie back there

IVE NEVER BEEN MORE MORTIFIED OF A GOD DAM CUPCAKE

the cupcake is the real star of the show here

WHY do they look so SAD at points, I WANNA GIVE THEM A HUG BUT ILL DIE IM NOT SURE HOW THEY TAKE TO TEENS.

fuuuuuuhuuhucckk

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why isn’t markiplier there? Isn’t he the king?

half the time I wasn’t scared when scary thing were happening I just FREAKED on how this is ACTUALLY HAPPENING because I’ve been waiting for this since fuhnaff cover the topic in like early 2022

MAT PAT SAID THE LINE!!

he IS waiter

that aunt is a BITCH!! Oh my god I am SO GLAD she’s FUCKIN DEAD

thank you listen to the rambles I managed to get out

#Fnaf #fnaf movie #fnaf spoilers