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drxmxss · 4 months

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Hole in One | Taeyong x Fem! Reader

a/n: 🤭 my first little one shot yay!! i hope y’all like it hehe.

notes: taeyong is bored and rich, reader is a cart girl at a country club, fluffy and smutty, overuse of the word hole lol

warnings: smut..thats abt it !

word count: 2.6k

Enjoy!! Tysm 🩷

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“You really need to stop staring at her. It’s weird.”

Johnny’s voice breaks Taeyong out of his trance.

“I’m not staring.” He grumbles. “I’m trying to think of what I want.”

“Is he staring at the beverage cart girl again?” Mark asks, standing up straight again, holding his golf club like a baseball bat over his shoulder.

Taeyong doesn’t know why he goes with the two to play the absolute most boring game he’s ever heard of. Golf was terrible. They had to wake up at ass o’clock and dress like they were going to church to get drunk on hot beer. All the while trying to hit the tiniest balls into holes a mile away and stand in the sun for 6 hours. He had no idea why he agreed to go with Johnny and Mark to a country club in the first place. It just wasn’t his style.

Then along came the little golf cart with drinks and snacks driven by you, the beautiful beverage cart girl. Two months and a ridiculous amount of club fees and a set of clubs he didn’t even know how to use later, here he still was.

“If you wanna talk to her so bad stop making me go buy shit from her dude.” Mark says as they get into the cart to go to the next hole. Taeyong sighs, pulling at the itchy white collared shirt he bought specifically to come here.

“It’s not that simple she’s probably just gonna think I’m like these old dudes who play here to creep on her.” Taeyong says. Mark and Johnny share a look. “For starters” Johnny begins. “You don’t look like you have one foot in the grave. She’s probably happy to see us here since we are most likely the youngest members of this stuffy club.” Taeyong shrugs. “Okay what’s your next point?”.

“Second of all, whenever she sees Mark walking up to the cart she immediately scans the field for you and whenever you aren’t paying attention she’s staring just as hard as you do.” Johnny smirks as Taeyong feels his face get hot. You stare too?!?! God that’s hot. Or weird? Embarrassing? Taeyong doesn’t know.

As the boys park the cart near the next hole, Taeyong hears the sound of another cart pulling up behind them. Before he turns around he hears Mark shout “Hey Y/N!”

Taeyong feels his blood run cold.

“Hi Markie! Hi Johnny!” You shout back, waving excitedly from the front seat of your cart. Taeyong wants to die from how pretty your voice is. “I came up here to see if you guys needed to get anything? It’s hot today!”

Taeyong can’t help but stare, still sitting in the golf cart. You just look so cute in your uniform. Perfectly white cap with a tank top and tennis skirt to match. God he feels nauseous.

“Yeah Taeyong wanted something I think.” Johnny says, throwing an evil smile at Taeyong who is plotting on how he can blow up his head with the power of his mind. “Y-yeah right.” He says quickly as he gets out of the cart and walks over towards you.

“Oh so you’re Taeyong! I see you with the boys all the time but I’ve never got to talk to you.” You smile as he stands in front of your cart. “I’m Y/N.”

Taeyong feels sweatier. You can’t be real.

“What did you want hon?” You ask him sweetly, and he feels like he’s melting into a puddle. “I’ve got some chips and sandwiches and I have some chocolate in the ice chest in case you want something sweet? Theres plenty of beer and water too!”

Taeyong stares blankly, too nervous to even breathe and then says shortly “Beer. Please.”

Yep, he’s already fucked up. With any luck his mind magic worked and Johnny will burst into flames at any moment now.

You smile and nod as you turn around to grab the beer from an ice chest. Taeyong tries to be a gentleman but can’t resist sparing a glance at your ass in the pristine white skirt. Nice.

“That’s gonna be $6.” You smile, handing him the drink. Taeyong realizes he didn’t even tell you what brand he wanted at that moment and looks to see you already knew his favorite. He finally manages to smile as he hands you the cash, only to walk away awkwardly to sit in the cart again.

“Okay you boys be careful! I’m gonna circle back around later to make sure you guys have plenty of water!” You wave to Mark and Johnny and beam at Taeyong again. Taeyong’s chest hurts. You are just too sweet.

Taeyong waits to hear the turn of your cart engine, but it never arrives. He turns to see you groan.

“Damn it’s dead.” He hears you grumble.

“Everything okay?” Mark asks you, and you sigh. “No my stupid cart died. I knew it was on it’s last leg but..” You trailed off. “God now I have to lug all this crap back to the clubhouse.”

“We can help you take your stuff back!” Johnny suggests. Taeyong takes back every bad thought he had against him.

“Oh are you sure? It’s kinda far and I don’t wanna interrupt your game!” You reply. Johnny shakes his head “No it’s alright, it’s too hot today anyway we we’re thinking about leaving early anyway.”

In that moment Taeyong knew there was a God and his name was Johnny Suh.

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Once everyone had all arrived at the clubhouse, Taeyong helped you bring the ice chests inside.

“Are you usually this quiet?” You ask suddenly “I don’t mean to ask in a rude way but after seeing how loud Johnny and Mark are it’s surprising to see how reserved you are.”

Taeyong feels his face get hot again. “Oh um….Not really. Just when I’m tired. It was pretty hot out there.” He chuckles, trying to seem light.

“Ah that makes sense.” You reply. You both leave the ice chests in the main office of the club house just as Taeyong’s phone begins to ring. You signal to him that you’ll be right back as he picks up the call.

“Hello?”

“Take Y/N home.” Johnny whispers. “This is your chance man. You take her home or to your place or whatever in your car me and Mark will just catch a cab.”

“Have you lost your damn mind?” Taeyong whisper yells “She’ll definitely think I’m a creep!”

“She’s always complaining about using a cab to go home, if she brings it up just offer! Worst thing she’s gonna say is no!”

Taeyong sighs as the call ends. Time to be a man he thinks. Johnny is right the worst thing you can say is no.

He turns around to ask you if you needed a ride and finds you standing there in a regular shirt and shorts. Somehow it makes all the more attractive to him.

“Oh um. Johnny had mentioned you complain about taking the cab alot so..” Taeyong begins. Come on be a man! A man!! He thinks. “I wanted to ask if you wanted to go get dinner or something and then I can take you home if you want?”

You stare at him briefly. You think to yourself it might be weird to accept and offer from a stranger, but you also know he’s super handsome and you’d be dumb not to.

“I’d love to!”

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Things continued to go well for both you and Taeyong. You had suggested he pick something up to go after you discovered he lived in such a nice apartment and you wanted to see if he really got away with drawing on the wall. Hearing this made Taeyong almost drive off a bridge, but he obliged.

As Taeyong drove up to his apartment complex, the only thing running through his mind was you. Your laugh your smile your voice. You were so perfect in his eyes.

And now you were going to be in his apartment. He was going to have to think of some way to repay Johnny and Mark one day.

“Wow! This place is great.” You said as you both walked inside. Taeyong smiled at your enthusiasm, setting the food down on the kitchen counter.

“Where’s you bedroom?” You asked, turning to face him. “I wanna see your drawings.”

Taeyong nodded and led you down the hall of his apartment and unlocked his bedroom door to let you in. Immediately you were greeted with neon lights and drawings that littered the wallspace.

“Wow…I really thought you were joking!” You giggled. Sitting on his bed, you admired more of the drawings on the wall.

Taeyong was suddenly aware he was still wearing his stuffy golf clothes. He started to change before he caught you staring at him shirtless. Cracking a smile at you he said “Can I help you?”

You quickly blushed and looked back toward the wall, embarrassed. “Oh I’m sorry for staring..”

Taeyong felt a wave of confidence overtake him as he walked to kneel in front of you, trying to make direct eye contact. “Honestly…it’s okay. I stare too.”

You faced him now, confused. “What do you mean?” Taeyong smiled softly at your expression. “I mean the only reason I even go to that stupid country club is to stare at you in your pretty little uniform all day.”

You stare into his big dark eyes waiting for some sort of change, but it doesn’t come. He’s serious now. You feel your face get even hotter.

Fuck it Taeyong thinks, and leans forward to kiss you softly, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you forward. You gasp at first, and then melt into him. He deepens the kiss and you moan softly, bringing your hands up to his dark hair.

Before he gets carried away, Taeyong pulls back. “I-is this okay?” He whispers softly, kissing down your neck to make you shiver in his grasp.

“Yes yes.” You whisper back. “I know it’s quick but I know I’ve wanted you ever since you started coming to the club.”

Taeyong feels lightheaded, and laughs as he pushes you down on his bed. “That’s good to hear.” He says, laying on top of you to continue kissing you harder.

Taeyong pulls away again to lift up your shirt and bra, revealing your bare chest. You feel yourself grow shy, but before you even have a second to process your thoughts you feel his mouth on your nipple.

“Fuck” You moan. Taeyong pulls away again and kisses the nape of your neck. “Everyday.” He whispers. “Every single day I was at that stuffy old club all I could think about was your cute little face and how badly I wanted to just flip up your tennis skirt and play with your pussy.” His words make your face feel impossibly hotter and you feel your panties start to stick to your gushing core.

“Taeyong…” You moan again, this time moving your hand down his warm chest and stomach to feel his hard bulge. “Please fuck me.”

“I will baby don’t worry.” Taeyong replies. “I’m just so happy you feel the same way.” He finally stops his ministrations on your neck to sit up and move your hair out of your face to get a better look at you.

“So pretty..” He muses, making you blush even more. Finally, he pulls down your shorts and admires the wet spot on your panties.

“Aw honey I barely even touched you..You’re so cute.” Taeyong says slowly rubbing your clit through your panties making you moan louder. “Hurry up please.” You whine to him.

“I know honey.” He whispers, pulling your panties off making you shiver as the air makes contact with your wetness. Taeyong slowly pushes a finger into your hole, making you whine at how easily he slips in. “Fucking hell.” He curses, amazed at how turned on you are. (And how turned on it makes him.)

“Taeyongie please give me more.” You moan out. Taeyong pushes in another finger quickly scissoring you open after hearing his new nickname. “You are so impossibly cute baby.” He whispers again.

Finally after deeming you ready he pulls off his shorts and underwear in one go. Your eyes widen at the size of his hard cock.

“Baby do you wanna turn around for me? Just for a minute?” Taeyong asks you softly. “I wanna see your pretty ass bounce on my cock first.” His words make you hotter, and without even thinking you’re laying on your stomach with your head in one of his pillows.

Taeyong slowly caresses your back and the moves his hands to grip your ass softly. “So fucking pretty.” He mumbles, lining up his cock with your hole finally.

You both moan when he sinks into you perfectly. Not even sparing a second he starts thrusting slowly, making you moan louder and louder.

“Fuck your so fucking tight around me honey. It’s crazy.” Taeyong babbles, obsessed with the way your ass bounces against him. You can only muster up a half groan in response to him. “Aww has my pretty girl gotten herself cock drunk already?” Taeyong teases you, going faster and harder, making you scream out. “That’s it baby let it out.” He says.

After a few minutes, you feel yourself getting closer to your peak. Suddenly Taeyong pulls out of you, almost making you sob in response.

“I have to see your pretty face when you come baby flip over for me.” Taeyong says, rubbing the small of your back before you quickly move onto your back. He leans down again to kiss at your neck and face before grabbing your cheek kiss you roughly, making you whimper.

Taeyong leans back to line himself up again and slowly pushes in, watching your expression change and once he’s bottomed out he starts of hard and fast, moaning in unison with you. For a moment you think about the shy person he was just a few hours ago, and this change makes you all the more wetter.

You feel yourself reaching your peak quickly, barely making out the words. “Taeyongie…m’gonna come.”

Taeyong leans forward to rest his fore against yours to ask “Where do you want me to cum honey?” The question pushes you further to the edge as you say “Inside.”

This makes Taeyong nearly burst at the thought of it. Soon enough, you feel him getting sloppy as he whispers in your ear “Cum with me baby I know you can my pretty girl.”

Moaning loudly you feel yourself squirt around his thick cock right as he finally explodes inside you, riding out both your orgasms before quickly flopping in the bed next you. He rolls over again to lay his head on your chest as you fight to control your breathing.

“God damn.” You finally say. Taeyong just laughs as he lays on your chest, snaking his arms around your torso to pull you even closer to him.

“Hey I just realized” He says “Our food is probably super cold by now.” You both look at each other for a moment before bursting into another fit of laughter.

As he watches you get up slowly to put the takeout in the microwave and begin a movie marathon Taeyong thinks maybe golf isn’t so bad after all.

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kwnnys · 1 year

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— craig tucker fluff alphabet !

fluff alphabet : g/n reader a/n : i went through all stages of grief editing this. pls enjoy. 🥰

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

craig is not the best at physical affection, so you'll have to be the one to initiate it most of the time.

he does sometimes intertwine pinkies and holds your hand, but only sometimes.

its not that he doesn't like it, it just doesn't really occur in his mind to initiate pda and stuff like that.

he much prefers verbal affection or acts of service. telling you just how much he appreciates you and helping you with chores or homework is much better in his opinion.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

you and craigs friendship started when you both were in detention, and you threw a paper airplane right on mr. mackeys head while he was napping.

"hey! who did that?! you better come up mkay. that is very irresponsible and-"

you both snickered and put your hands on your mouths, trying to stop yourselves from laughing.

mr. mackey sadly heard craig though, and immediately accused him.

"craig, did you do that? now listen here young man. I am tired of your attitude and games- did you just flip me off?!"

you couldn't help it and started laughing hysterically, damn you and your shit humor.

you both got detention for 2 weeks.

but after that day, you started hanging around craig more and more and eventually made your way in his little gang.

hes pretty protective of you, constantly flipping off anyone who talks bad about you. also prolly gatekeeps you from everyone else.

he lets you hold stripe before anyone else, and even lets you feed him! the cute little thing.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

craig is a pretty cuddly guy when you both are alone, spooning is an absolute must!

he doesn't mind whichever position, though he prefers being the big spoon. so that he can feel your soft body against his.

he doesn't mind little spooning at all though.

if you lay your head against his chest while cuddling, he'll get soo happy.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

hes absolutely down to get married and live a happy life with you if you're down too.

craig will probably be the one working most of the time, but he doesn't mind being a malewife/househusband either.

it honestly just depends on you.

hes not the best cook, but definitely not the worst either.

hes pretty lazy when it comes to cleaning, always telling himself he'll 'do it later'

ends up never happening though.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

hes heartbroken, but he knows this has to be done.

he will act awfully weird and awkward the whole day, especially around you.

"hey craig, can I borrow a pencil?"

"huh- oh uhh.. yeah here."

he ends up approaching you about 20 minutes after classes, when theres not much people around.

"I really love you y/n. but... this is for the best."

after the breakup. he'll seek comfort in his room and stripe. refusing to leave for the next few days.

he finds it hard to cry, so he'll try to force himself to.

hes not insensitive of course not, its just hard for him since he rarely does it.

after a few days he'll check his phone and text all his friends back, though still heartbroken and sad.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

craig struggles with commitment, but he'll do everything in his power to make you feel loved and special. just in his own way.

hes pretty neutral about marriage, but again if you're down. hes down.

he wouldn't want to get engaged too quickly of course- perhaps give it a good 3 years. maybe 4.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

craig is very gentle with you physically.

his touches are soft and careful, and he always asks you before touching you. he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable.

also pretty gentle with you emotionally, but he does struggle a few times since hes not used to emotions.

he is trying though! always reassuring you and making sure you feel special and loved.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

the guy loves hugs. especially from you.

though he doesn't initiate hugs most of the time, he will gladly accept any hug without hesitation.

craigs hugs are short, but warm and cuddly. his hands lingering and ruffling your hair as he kisses your neck.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

love is a very strong and meaningful word, especially to craig.

so he takes his time before actually saying it. he needs time to make sure the feelings he has for you (whether romantic or platonic) are real, and true.

but once he does make sure and finally does says it, he says it.

and he'll say it over and over and over again.

you're leaving his house? "bye, love you."

you both bump into each other on the way to class? "love you."

you give him any kind of gift for any random occasion? "I love you."

he starts saying it everyday, all day. and he'll keep saying it till the day that love dies.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

craig is a chill and laid back guy, and hes not one to get jealous often.

but on the rare occasions when he does, he gets pissed.

he'll secretly flip off the person thats making him jealous and stick his tongue out.

he'd hold you much closer, wrapping his hands around your waist and kissing your nape as he glares.he'll also ask you random questions like "hey babe, what time is it?" or "honey, what do you want for lunch?" while your talking with said person, just to let them know that you're his and only his.

you'll whisper to him a 'whats wrong?' and he'll shrug, asking what you mean and that nothing is wrong.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

craigs kisses are passionate and meaningful, and when you two are kissing, he doesn't care about anything else.

he kisses you everywhere, your lips, cheeks, neck.

but hes most fond of kissing your nape and hands, something about it just feels so intimate.

he loves when you kiss him on his forehead, his ears and face flushing a bright pink whenever you do.

he just loves you so much, and wants you to feel the same way.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

craig doesn't dislike children, but doesn't exactly like them either.

he'll make a disgusted face and scowl when he sees a child crying or throwing a tantrum and laugh out loud when a child trips and falls, not caring if the parent is nearby.

will also not hesitate to flip a child off if they annoy him.

however he does has a soft spot for his little sister, tricia. and is always there to comfort her whenever she needs it.

when you point it out though he will deny it, saying that he only does it cause he doesn't want to hear her cry and whine. which is obviously a lie but he'll never admit it🤫

extra : you caught him playing dress up with tricia once.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

craig is not a morning person at all. and most mornings spent with him is just you trying to crawl out of bed as he clings onto you.

no matter how much you try to wriggle out of his grasp, he just won't let go. you whine and lightly hit his arm but to no avail.

but when you do manage to get out of bed, he'll frown and pout, using a pillow to cuddle with instead.

some lucky occasions you cave and stay in bed with him, much to the raven haired boys delight. he'll kiss your cheek and mumble about how much he loves you before dozing off again.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

nights with craig are usually spent playing with stripe and watching movies. he'll place the little creature on his lap, petting it while his head rests on your shoulder.

other nights are spent either hanging out with craigs gang, or just playing games together.

but no matter what you two do, the night will always end in you snuggling against craigs chest as he strokes your hair.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

craig is not a very open person, so it will definitely take a while before you can really get to know more about him.

its not cause of any trust issues or anything like that, he just doesn't really think to tell you about him in the first place.

you'll probably have to be the one to ask him about things, and hes more than happy to tell you if you're both close enough.

he doesn't tell you much about his problems, mostly because he doesn't wanna trouble you with it. but if you insist then he will slowly but surely open up to you more.

in the end, hes always glad and feels better after talking with you.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

like I said before, craig is a pretty chill and laid back guy.

he doesn't get angered often, and mostly just resorts to flipping people off when they annoy him.

the only thing that really gets him angry or mad is when someone insults a person he deeply loves and care about (or sometimes a guinea pig)

its rare to see craig get mad or angry, but when he does he immediately tries to cool himself down, he hates letting you see him like this so he either walks away from the situation or just take a deep breaths.

he does calms down fairly quick though, so its not much of a problem.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

craigs a forgetful guy, but not when it comes to you!

he'll remember every small detail about you. your favorite bands and songs, your favorite sweets and candy, he'll even remember all the moles and birthmarks on your body.

he likes buying things he knows you like. stuffed animals, bracelets, figures, etc.

and he absolutely adores the face you make when you see what he got you, your eyes glimmering in happiness as you thank him. he just loves it.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

his favorite moment with you was your guys first date. he brought you to a fancy italian restaurant, per cartmans suggestion.

why he listened to cartman of all people was a mystery.

anyways, he asked his best buds to assist him while on the date, and they ended up reserving a table right in front of the one for you and craig.

he was hella nervous, his palms sweating as he looked at his phone over a dozen times to check if he got any messages from you.

once you arrived though, he slightly relaxed abit.

you two ended up having an awesome time. though it was mostly you doing the talking, but he snorted and made a few comments here and there .

once the date ended, he offered to walk you home. to which you happily accepted.

his hand brushed against yours as you talked to him about your interests, though he seemed out of it.

he ended up only staring at your face the whole time and not hearing any word you said.

after you arrived home you thanked him, and gave him a quick peck on the cheek before skipping inside.

his eyes widened and his face went red as you left him there, completely paralyzed.

poor boy walked back home completely on cloud nine, a dorky smile plastered on his face.

he ended up thinking about you the whole night, and even dreamed about you spoiling him with kisses and affection.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

he is very protective about you, especially if you hang around stan and his friends.

he'll always insist on coming with you on your little adventures, making sure you stay safe and sound.

however when you refuse he'll pout and frown, but ultimately decides to respect your decision.

he will text you alot though, asking you about where you are and if you're ok every few hours.

its not you he doesn't trust, its them.

he will get less overprotective over you as your relationship grows, though.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

he puts in as much effort as he can. he wants you to know how much he truly cares about you, and will do everything in his power to make you feel loved.

on very special occasions he'll ask help from some friends who have experience or his parents.

"should I get this or this for y/n? or should I get both?"

absolutely loves spoiling the shit out of you, he'll buy you whatever you want and whatever he can afford to make you happy.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

craigs bad habit is obviously the need to always problem solve.

sometimes you have problems that you dont want to solve right away. and thats... confusing in craigs mind.

to him, solving the problem as quick as possible is better so that you won't have to deal with it, so then why are you crying and yelling at him for suggesting ideas to help?

he doesn't get it, he really doesn't. hes trying to help you, so then why are you so upset?

he asks all the smartest people he knows about what to do, but to no avail.

he decides to just ask you himself about what you want him to do and what you need to feel better.

you tell him that you just want someone to comfort you, to hold you and talk through your emotions with you. and so he does.

he holds you, stroking your hair as you sob into his chest. he mutters a few words of affirmation here and there, but mostly lets you do the talking.

after you feel better, he'll make you a cup of your favorite drink and give it to you. cuddling you and kissing your puffy eyes as you fall asleep in his arms.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

craig never really cared much about his appearance or about how people see him.

it was only until you came into his life, that he started actually putting in an effort to look good.

he started brushing his hair before school and getting into the recent fashion trends. its a bit of a hassle, but its all worth it when you compliment his looks and outfit in the hallways!

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

very much. when you leave south park for whatever reason (whether temporarily or permanently) it feels like a chunk of him left with you.

he suddenly doesn't have the urge to attend his classes, or dress up nicely. he'll be even more stoic than usual and would get annoyed much more often.

not a day goes by he doesn't think of you, always pulling out his phone to send you a message or to check your social media accounts.

he misses you dearly, and the only thing that really helps him cope is stripe and the gifts you had bought for him.

he'll sometimes cuddle his pillow at night, imagining it to be you. tears prickling his eyes as he sniffles.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

you both rant to each other about your hyperfixations (autistic moment).

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

skip

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

he has a habit of grinding his teeth while he sleeps, and it drives you insane.

when you confront him about it he'll shrug and deny it, saying theres no way he would grind his teeth while sleeping and that it was probably stripe.

in the end you'd have to buy noise cancelling earbuds because you just couldn't handle the noise.

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boxwinebaddie · 4 months

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Best driver in the CFPOM? :)

...so when you say 'good'...are we talking skill? or safety? Because...

if we're talking Skill:

kenny, 100%. hands down.

if it has wheels -- kenny can drive it. i feel like he's been driving since elementary school tbh. which leads me to my next point which is that kenny can drive super well...but its definitely not legal. there is No WAY he has a license like that man has no birth certificate. he def has a fake license tho and it is literally a knock off McLovin from super bad level of fake and just says McWhoremick with no first name smh. but its fine bc he can seduce his way out of any ticket ever. Slayed. ;)

but yeah no, he is ripping around the neighborhood like its GTA5, they are FLYING, kyle is having a panic attack the whole time because kenny is smoking a fat joint and yellin Look Guys No Hands! bras and panties flying all over the place from whoever was back there last, old moldy pizza slices, the hula girl on the dash is shaking ass, theres fuzzy purple dice hanging from the mirror, fake balls on the tail pipe...so much Insanity...all while ayesha erotica or the Cuntry ;) <3 playlist is blaring. tldr when kenny is driving, kyle and marjorine are not having fun but stan & cartman are having So much fun help

i feel like kenny drives a tiny little beat up red pick up truck that he fixed up himself ( hes a part time mechanic in peppermint...or thats his current job until they fire him...Soon probably ) so there is a driver seat, a front seat and a TINY cab in back which really should only have one...One!!! COUNT IT!!! ONE!! person in it but they manage to squeeze THREE people in wHICH SOMETIMES IS TWO PEOPLE AND CARTMAN AND SOMETIMES ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE IS ALSO TALL ASS KYLE WITH THE MASSIVE DOUBLE WIDE TRAILER BEST ASS IN CLASS so needless 2 say its a Tight Squeeze.

they also All used to fight for shot gun ( stan wants to aux, kyle has control issues/is claustrophobic and cartman is just an asshole he also cant drive bc driving is for Poor Ugly People ) EXCEPT marj who Never EVER fought for shotgun and always used to sit in the back with whoever just bc shes nice and kind so when they started dating kenny permanently made marjorines seat the passenger seat *Kenny Being A Bastard VC* I Got A Seat For You Right Here, Sweetheart ;) *fakes out pointing to face then pats the seat smh* and everyone is like ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS bc that perma put stan kyle and cartman in the back which is CHAOTIC and kenny is like hell yeah im serious!!! unless one of you is gonna start Blowing Me enjoy the back bitches!!! mwaaaah <3 Pain....oh my god. *kyle n cartman audacity*

which...stan is actually the most Chill back there, he is my relaxed king -- he also Never calls the front seat shot gun bc he HATES guns cute pacifist boy behavior -- and fights for the front way less tbh. which conflicted kyle because he just wants to sit next to stan and not cartman ( stan used to sit between them to prevent Homiecide )

but bc kenny is ripping around going a million miles per hour all the time kyle ends up in stans lap A LOT which...okay the first time he was like dude oh my god im So sorry and stan was like dont worry kp you can sit in my lap Any Time :) what are super best friends for? :*

uNAWARE OF HOW FKN INSANE THAT SOUNDED TO LITERALLY EVERYONE KYLE MADE SUCH A CRAZY SOUND HE WAS SO RED OH MY GOD KENNY MARJ AND CARTMAN ALL LOOKING AT EACH OTHER LIKE IS THIS REAL THIS IS NOT RESALSDKLHDS

like the way that stan did not know he was in love with kyle until Now but was constantly like u can sit in my lap and wear all my clothes and have anything you want from me kyle??? LIKE?? I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE STAN!!!! YOU FRUIT FUCKING SALAD!!! PUTTIN UR BEST GUY FRIEND IN UR LAP IN YOUR HOODIE PLAYIN W HIS HAIR WHISPERING SHIT INTO HIS EAR MAKING HIM BLUSH WITH THE FKN LITTLE HEART CHARM ON UR NOSE RING SHUT UPPPPP!!!!!

( also i forgot how much i luv pep!stans little emo boy Charm Bracelet Nose Ring for dramatic fruity bisexual disasters...he is so cute ily bb peppermint stan is the most babygirl ever....my son oh my gooood )

so needless to say stan just climbs in the back and does the hot boy Come Here ;) thing where he pats his lap for kyle to sit ( HELLO EXCUSE ME?? ) and it was Mostly a joke until they started dating and now everyone is like stan and kyle no funny business back there and cartman is like yeah watch it homos and but its okay they are Making Out they cant hear anyone smh <3 NASTY BOY BEHAVIOR WHEN THEYRE DATING ITS SO OBNOXIOUS I REALLY HATE THEM like they are attached at the lips/hips...but also...Good For Them omg.

iiiiii got more to say about everyone else Driving ( me crazy mostly ) but this got too long i had too much to say abt the truck and kenny so yes tldr as far as Good Driving goes...Kenny. but as far as legal? Abbbbbsooolutely Not, Babey! it is fun tho!!! yeehaw! Buckle Up <3

-uncle nina, gay and can't drive

#im actually so scared of driving its actually my one tru fear #BUT YEAH KENNYS YEEHAW OH SHIT HANDLE GETAWAY DRIVER GTA5 DRIVING IS SO ICONIC TO ME #ALL WHILE SOMETHING CRAZY IS PLAYING ON THE AUX #i do think they are Mostly in stan or kyles car tho for practicality they cant breathe in kens car...& its hotboxed to hell #its kyles usually bc stans car is a trash waste disaster zone & kyle DDs ( ok stan is more fun tho he is a Shit driver but kyle YELLS sm )#also no one can sit in the front in styles cars but them disrespectfully its not fair but they are in love im sorry #esp ky if any1 even tries 2 take the front seat in kyles car hes like get the hell out of the stan seat u stupid bitch??? fuck off and DIE #anyways <3 Hi Stan <3333 are u comfy do u need anything :3 #and stans like hiiiii kp im good tysm sbf <333 *winks at kyle sticks tongue out and flips off everyone* everyones like bro come ONNNNNNN #its so much worse when theyre dating kyle is like hiiii cute boyyyy and stans like hiiii Cuter boy like mom & dad will you stop being GROSS #LIKE EW OH MY GOD CHILL OUT #but yeah kenny can drive anything and that man b driivng everyone wild what can i say #that man always has a ticket for being Too Fine

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bxttxrflybxddie · 1 year

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LETS FINALLY TALK ABOUT MY FAV POOR LITTLE MEOW MEOW ((aka, me simping for mime bomb for an entire episode)) ((beware))

so starting off, i really enjoy that we see things of carmens past get to her. i love love love it when our heros arent always perfect robots and do go through emotions; including past traumas that get to them

to this day shadowsan shouldve called foul idc idc lol

black sheep doesnt get it the first time, thats fine! she knows that shadowsan is a very skilled thief. but the more she misses the more agitated she becomes until it seems like shes stealing for her life. this is a lovely detail!!

also crackle watching her w a big smile on her face bc ugh shes so cool, theres no way shes gonna fail! right?

she falls and D: but tigress is being a meanie as usual

player knowing whats wrong bc hes a great bestie

ALSO GET THIS CHILD SOME NATURAL SUNLIGHT PLEASE.

i've never personally been to san francisco so learning about the fog was a nice touch! i havent seen any movies or shows go over the fog either!

her charity fit is so slay oh my god

what an expensive stamp

i wish we couldve seen players stamp collection el oh el

devineaux yet again being a Guy, i love him lol what a Dude

SHE FR THREW A RED BOTTOM HEEL AT HIM. MA'AM I WOULDVE TAKEN IT.

julia being smart againUGH shes my WIFE.

MIME BOMB!!! THE MAN OF THE HOUR !!!!!!!!!!

THE WALKING BACKWARDS !!!! HES SO CUTE I JUST WANNA KSJDFKSUBDHSKJLF

julia being correct again.

wh. whwere is mime bomb calling the faculty from????

I think shadowsan continues to send Tigress bc he knows shes gonna fail. to this say i wish they wouldve touched on this.

i also enjoy the detail that dr bellum watches cat videos lol shes a cutie

MIME BOMB SITTING ON NOTHING??????? WALL SITTING ON AIR. THE CORE STRENGTH???????? (sidenote very attractive imo bc im crushing on him)

Brunt: "he aint what youd call the strong silent type." HES WALL SITTING ON AIR. WITHOUT A DROP OF SWEAT, NO MOVEMENT, JUST CHILL. HOW. BRUNT HOW ARE U MISSING UR CLEAREST STRONGEST STUDENT.

i think tigress' day outfit is cute. shes a fashionista.

AND THEN HES READING AN INVISIBLE NEWSPAPER, STILL SITTING ON NOTHING.

Mime Bomb is visual comedic gold. One of the many things I enjoy abt his character and how he steals the show everytime hes on screen. give him more screentime. revive the show for him, pls,.

tigress is a grown woman bringing up old shit. cmon girl.

i also enjoy the differences between how carmen and tigress open the lucky cats. I LOVE CHARACTERS.

ug hes my husband i gotta say more abt him. mime bomb is so smart, hes such a genius lil mime whos a code breaker and a quick thinker. i wish we couldve seen him be more intellectual than the rest of his peers more often. dumping the big obvious cat to not only distract carmen but to get away w the stamp? genius, he deserves a kiss. mwah.

HIS LIL STRUT!!!

"Another street clown, so what?" HES A MIME!!!! U SILLY GOOF!!!!!!

HIS DOUBE LOOK BACK STARE IM. i need him to be real. i need to omg.

miming running away to be tackled pt.2, cmon babe this is a pattern now.

THEY JUST. KIDNAPPED HIM. BAG OVER HIS FACE AND ALL.

'~' (((hes very cute)))

they handcuffed a non-verbal fella. i feel like this is more messed up then i think.

julia being pro-mime. we stan.

now rewatching this, chase straight up SLAMMED our sweet mime into a CONCRETE WALL. i need to fight a frenchman for that very reason.

yet again to mime bomb being smart, PLANTING THE STAMP ON THE SAME PEOPLE TRYING TO FIND IT AND ALSO CARMEN SANDIEGO WHO IS ALSO TRYING TO FIND THE STAMP. OH MY GOD.

his expressions r very cute. mmmmwah

slay tigress being smart!! shes not dumb she just makes some brash decisions!!!!!!!!!!! characters!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"what about 'Where did you hide it'? >:( ma'am yall are in PUBLIC. CARMEN DOES THE SAME THING.

for 2 people trying to follow a mime these acme agents are doing a bad job at figuring out what he's doing.

*how episode wouldve ended if they looked a little deeper*

julia: "Inspector, could you check your left, inside pocket?"

chase: "ugh, if it pleases yWHAT-"

and then they wouldve also seen him act this out Very Publicly to a woman that is Not Carmen Sandiego which would help them for future investigations at least

LOOK AT THE DUDE YOURE FOLLOWING PLS

mime bomb didnt even keep the 26 cents tigress gave him lol

((tw: talk about the taking care of witnesses rule)) if tigress can rip up an entire article of clothing without chase even feeling a tug, then i hate to imagine how swift she takes care of witnesses tbh

SHE JUST LIFTED AN ENTIRE MAN OUT OF A CAR WINDOW, N NOT THE ONE CLOSEST TO HIM.

((tw: mention of rule again)) also this victim was a witness. he saw her face. is she gonna come back to him orrr???

chase being a dummy dumb pt. 28374

WHY DID HE JUST LEAVE JULIA THERE????? WHAT AN ASS LMAO

okay but like. so the cleaners werent planned to pick her up given shadowsans reaction. h. how was she going to deliver the stamp?? teleporting????

this kids also is why u dont text and drive

SHE TOOK IT OUT OF HER POCKET TO SHOW THE CLEANERS THAT DEF CANT SEE IT FROM UP THERE. WHAT IF IT WAS WINDY??? CMOOOOIIOOONWKJEFSKHFKJDGSKHFJ

sidenote tigress took a precious stamp out of a little baggy in one fist close without damage to the stamp, well done!

whyyyy does tigresssss put the stamppppp in her hightop boooot ((that could not only fly out easy)) in front of the woman who has been known to be an improving thief and has crashed one of her missions before. she didnt get a dollar bill once. shes mad at that. TIGRESS, IF 2+2=4!!!

mmmm side profiles

i wanna be like "oh tigress why didnt you fight her" but at that point i wouldve gave up too

also the cleaners saw this all happen lmao

also slay devinaux being in actual danger, puts actualy fear and tension into the characters future!

tldr: WOOHOO MIME BOMB!!!!! and chase + tigress are silly geese

#carmen sandeigo netflix #carmen sandiego 2019 #cs weekly #carmen sandiego weekly #no art again IM SORRY #slay mime bomb in this ep and also all the time #carmen sandiego

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munv · 3 months

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So, this is gonna be a long one Gang😞🙏🏿 get a snack or something caus ya girl is going all out.

So i met him 2 years ago or so right, in school, but the thing is i got his number and discord and we started talkin right

Pretty normal. But we like fell off and stopped talking the next year

Last year was it he found my tiktok (probably through contacts if you know the settings) and he started liking and reposting every video from my account.

So I reposted, he reposted

If I liked it, he would like it. And at some point it went to him tryna @ me in videos

But let me describe his character first. Glasses, tall from my point of view (I just reached 5 feet despite my big age,) and he’s pretty closed off. He has close friends that are my friends if ykwim

So after a while my friends who have known him longer than me started realizing what was going on. It was all giggles and laughs with him you know, the usual when we talked about the videos he also reposted and liked.

Then it started being a constant thing, so I’d check my notifications and 89% of them would be him. We never really talk that much about it at school but whenever we had classes I would turn to look around the room and he was just staring at me, and this would go on for months or so.

I would be taking notes for review, and my friend who I’ll call “T” would tell me to turn around because he’s looking at our direction. Then around christmas, well before christmas or maybe a month before we started going back to messaging each other.

Then the messages would escalate to saying goodnight, and good morning first thing, then he would heart my messages. Then we got into a lil “argument” which was a foolish one I got to say but then he refused to respond

So i felt bad and started messaging my friend who he also knows (she doesn’t go to our school but a different one with my other two friends)

And she messaged him bout it caus homegirl does NOT play around and stands on absolute business. And maybe im buggin out because you guys know im mad delusional but like…I see him sitting closer to me in class. He’s always one seat away or sitting directly in front of me.

At one point he sat next to me and our class is pretty big, so I thought “oh, maybe it just feels lonely because he sits on the other side of the classroom and stuff”

My friends threatened to beat me up by the way because I wasn’t noticing the signs and kept making up excuses for it.

So back on topic, he messages me during class and I check my phone, and look up and he’s sitting there as if he didnt just send me a message.

Which I forgot to mention after the “argument” I sent him a whole apology because I genuinely didn’t want to mess up what we were building for all those months. I realized after a while hes the type of guy who would stop talking to you and piss you off if he was really reallyyy upset with you, but also realized he’s kinda petty.

And the message he sent was talking about how he didnt understand on why I was apologizing and stuff but he was willing to talk out on why I thought he was upset with me and solve the tension.

With a attached video he sent twice by the way that stated I was cute.

Seeing this, I threw my phone and quickly picked it up before anyone noticed. Caus he IS NOT THE TYPE TO SEND THIS😭😭 and my friends who have known him for wayyyy longer informed me its not something he actually does because that means he must has taken some actual interest.

Thing solved right? Well theres more

His guy friends started teasing us about it and asking “when is the wedding” and calling me by his last name. And almost everyone kept on saying we were dating.

Now I was gonna take the bus home, but I wanted time to myself with people I actually like, and from some itty bitty posts you guys would know my parents aren’t exactly the best. (They suck shit)

So for half of that week I would stay in another teachers classroom who we all love. (He’s amazing)

And mr boy trouble was there too, he was staying late for a reason I didn’t know. Maybe to get work done or smt

And our friends were there too, so mid conversation they would pop in and start teasing us.

Then ONE fateful day, he sent me a portion of our argument on screenshot, and I was like “is this his way of saying he’s upset?” So i asked him and he left me on seen

But he doesn’t like being left on seen, and in one of our conversations he spammed me non stop because he didn’t like it. So im sitting here like “ok, maybe he’s just being petty again because he’s that type of guy”

During all of this happening our friends kept pulling us aside and asking on a serious note if we liked each other, but I never knew his response on it but mine was that he gave me mixed feelings and mixed signals

Caus tell me how one minute he’s calling me cute and sending me videos of bouquets of roses saying “for you pookie <33” and calling me “his pookie” then the next minute he’s completely off the radar and nowhere to be seen

Which I understand he’s busy but he’s literally online and ignoring my messages until he sees fit. Then acts as if he’s mad at me

Now my friends are explaining he doesn’t do this to anyone else AGAIN so he either got a lil crush or bros doing some courting ritual im not aware of.

Now when I ignore him, he plays around with my stuff when I’m not looking and sits down near me as if it’s nobody’s business.

By the way, I’m learning I’m bad at eye contact because whenever we look at each other I’m the first the look away not even a second later. Im starting to think my friends are right and I’m whipped the more I’m typing this crap out man😭

So he goes back to sending me videos and sending messages but when I decide on a good day to respond, he refuses to respond properly. Which is our biggest problem because he sucks at communication.

And my friend gives me a portion on what he said to me, and the screenshot says stuff like “I really do care for her” which really surprised me since he also explained he was gonna try and improve how he looks for valentines

Which I already think he looks cute but ok

Now I send him cute videos, immediately after he reposts them which I find wild once AGAINN

But now he won’t communicate properly and I kinda feel like its my fault

Another thing to mention

He told me “nvm” last week when I asked what he exactly he wanted to talk abt specifically, yknow

About the whole argument thing where I thought he was upset. He messaged my friend about it by the way, saying that we were good now. So he probably thought the conversation wasn’t needed anymore.

But now im scared that MY mixed feelings are turning into “oh I think Im crushing on this guy mad hard” and now we both probably have each other whipped or its one sided.

Help. Me.

I talked to him yesterday on some video he sent and he was like “i send stuff to a bunch of girls but dont check messages”

Then like

What the heck was I man?

But the thing Is he cant pull for the life of him, how do I know this? If you knew him you would know

What do I do gang

#{-muxis writes #.maki talks #boy trouble #boy drama #situationships #i think its one #i have no clue anymore #oh so the love of god help me #girl therapy #girl things #i think i have a crush #i dont know anymore #send anons #im bawling #im so dumb help #like 😭😭😭#pep talk

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msm-tsotmw · 10 months

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6.18.20XX

Hi ! It’s Toorie , And I Just Wanted To Apologize For The Lack Of Posting 😅

I’m Just Hanging Out With My Friends Under The Monstralis , Having A Good Time !

Anyways , Sprigg , Mauna And Moperetta Have Been Gone For A Concerningly Long Time … I Hope They’re Okay !

yea

hopefully they arent dead or some shit

… Dead ??

we havent gotten any calls or messages from them recently

I Mean , They’re In A Cave , So The Reception Might Be Crappy-

it looks like the reception is pretty decent, actually.

… What ?

i mean, we all share a blog, right?

yeah

turns out, sprigg’s been posting basically as much as we have.

oh cool

wait what

jeeo, can you tell ‘em what they’ve been doing down there? I’m gonna go get a cookie.

alright, sure!

(Flitz flies away, leaving Jeeo, Toorie and Mondo with each other.)

(He fiddles with his claws.)

so, ummmmmmmm… apparently, sprigg got attacked.

WHAT ??

luckily, they weren’t harmed!! mauna, moperetta, and some kid named bister helped them out.

Oh , Phew .

yea phew

wait who the fuck is bister

ummm, apparently this whiz-bang who washed up on faerie and ended up here on light?

that’s all i know, but they seem to be getting along pretty well with moperetta and mauna, who sprigg is apparently calling “m&m” now.

M&M ! That’s A Cute Nickname !

seems like something id call them ngl

yeah, uh, sprigg was thinking about you guys when they came up with that nickname.

oh cool

That’s Nice ! Where Are They Now ?

um…

(Toorie stares at Jeeo intently.)

lost in a really big crevice.

WAIT , WHAT ?!?

HOLY SHIT ARE THEY OKAY

yeah, they are!

oh thank glaishur

Whew , Thank Torrt …

however, they’re super lost right now, and they’re wandering around waiting for someone to find them.

oh ok

Well ? Let’s Go Find Them ! They Need Our Help .

but what about flitz? we’ve gotta wait for her to get back.

Oh Yeah

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight .

(Everyone turns to face Flitz, who has returned holding a batch of cookies in her talons.

hey, guys!

oh, there they are!

so, uh, do you guys know about—

Yeah ! We’re Gonna Go Find Them !

wait what

Flitz , Can You Go Tell My Sisters ?

uh, okay??

(Flitz flies away to go tell Crysta and Ritika about where Toorie and co. are going.)

okaaaaaaay, let’s just wait for her, then.

hey uhhh toors

Mhm ?

can i talk to you for a sec

Yeah ! What Is It ?

uhhhhh

are you sure about this

because its probably super dangerous down there

its literally pitch black and theres rocks EVERYWHERE

we might trip and fall on smth or even break a fucking bone

Relax , Mondo ! We Can Bring This To Light The Way .

what if we starve

Uhh , Flitz Can Bring Cookies ?

Why Are You Even Worrying So Much In The First Place ? This Isn’t Exactly Like You …

well

its kinda complicated

but uhhh

can we talk a little quieter bcs i dont like other monsters listening to me talking abt this

Sure ! Go Ahead .

uhh

when i was like idk 15 or something one of my buddies dared me to explore a cave

i said no so he went in there instead

and uh

he never came out

Oh .

then i went in there and uh

all i found was his scarf

and nothing else

Oh .

That’s … Scary .

yeah

thats why i dont go in caves

(The two exchange a silence which lasts for like 50 seconds before Toorie suddenly hugs Mondo.)

wha

huh

why are you hugging me

I Just Felt Like You Needed One .

oh uh

thanks

(Mondo hugs her back, not knowing that Flitz has flown back. She lands next to Jeeo.)

oh, they are SO in love.

what?

they’re in love, Jeeo! pretty sure that’s kinda obvi-

HEY

We Heard That , Y’know !

flitz!

sorry, but you can’t fight the obvious.

(Mondo buries his face in his hands, embarrassed, then does the Shinji pose on a rock. Toorie bends down to pat him on the back.)

Hey , Flitz ?

yeah?

I Almost Forgot , Can You Get Some Of Our Stuff In My Sisters’ House ? We’re Probably Gonna Need It When In The Cave .

alrighty!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

yea

toorie and mondo were too stupid to check the other posts for whatever tf Sprigg was doing lol

(they’re t4t girlfailure x malewife bimbo x himbo and they comfort each other. funny yet wholesome ship dynamics my beloved 👍)

-Mod Jimmy 🗣️

#msm #my singing monsters #msm au #my singing monsters au #pompom #pompom msm #mammott #mammott msm #tweedle #tweedle msm #ahralliday #ahralliday msm

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romanarose · 2 years

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I'm on Fire

Bruce Springsteen X OC

My masterlist here

I'm drunk, sorry if the intro doesn't make sense. I wrote the story sober, I promise. Shout out to Calista for proofreading despite not knowing a thing about Bruce Springsteen.

I love Bruce Springsteen, I love him so much. Bruce Springsteen drinks respect women juice.

Takes place after the I’m on fire music video. Kate is a 21 year old college student with a rich dad who is an asshole. She’s taken a liking to Bruce, the mechanic at the shop she goes to and started taking it in for minor repairs, asking for him by name. Last night, Bruce dropped the car at her place late at night. She saw him, and unfortunately so did Kate’s dad

Best if you watch the music video beforehand.

The name Kate is taken from the song My Hometown. "Last night me and Kate laid in bed, talking 'bout getting out"

I know theres not a lot of desire out there for Springsteen content, but I love him. If you are here from Sunshine, Starlight Sweetheart Brightside this is a cute fic, but not Moon Knight.

WARNINGS: Excessive drinking, man trying to take advantage of a drunk girl at a bar (not Bruce), parental abuse, not shown just mentioned. P in V sex, unprotected sex, oral (f receiving, m receiving), pretty basic shit, good times

Bruce was working on a beat up Buick when he heard the unmistakable sound of her heel’s clicking in the shop. I just fixed the car yesterday. He hoped he had done it right. He rolled out from under the hunk of junk “Did it stop running again?” But when he saw her face, he knew something was wrong. Instead of her calm, classy, smile, she looked mad. He stood up and whipped his forehead, wishing he wasn’t a grease monkey right now. “Something wrong, miss Kate?”

She held up her keys to his face, looking upset. “What was this about? I told you I’d come get it.”

“I’m sorry miss Kate, I thought I’d save you the trouble.”

“Well you didn’t save me any trouble. My dad saw and now he thinks…” She trailed off.

Bruce realized what she was too polite to say outright “Ah… I’m sorry”

She calmed down a bit “It’s ok Bruce just… don’t do it again. I think maybe it’s best if one of the other guys work on my car for now” She looked genuinely sorry. “Gosh, it’s hot in here.” She took out a blue handkerchief and dabbed at her temple. That’s when Bruce noticed it.

“Is everything all right?” Bruce noticed her bruised temple.

Kate saw him glance at her temple and panicked. When she looked down at her handkerchief, she saw the makeup had whipped off “oh gosh…” she murmured.

“Did someone hurt you?” His concern was genuine, taking a step closer to look.

She stepped back, making Bruce stop in his tracks. “Shoot. Everything is fine, I just hit my head this morning. I’m gonna be late for class just…” She began to leave, putting a hand up “Don’t come to the house again, okay?”

“Yes ma'am”

~~~~~~~latter that evening~~~~~~~~~

~~~~~Bruce’s Home~~~~~~~~~~~~

He feels guiltier than shit. He knew her dad was an asshole, everyone knew. Their family was fairly prominent in town and her dad, Rich, had been coming to the shop since the senior of Jacob’s and Son’s had first opened. Mr. Jones was not a man to be messed with. People had talked, as they always do, of Mrs. Jones disappearing for a few days, returning to social events attempting to cover up with makeup. Bruce wasn’t very interested in town talk, but he didn’t care much for men who hurt women and children, it was cowardly. It seems Kate had learned tricks of the trade. Sometimes he wondered why she stayed with him, but he supposed it was hard to leave while going to the school he was paying for.

Kate really was beautiful, with her long hair in perfect curls. She was well dressed, but he wondered what she would look like in a tee-shirt and jeans. Probably just as beautiful. He didn’t like how the other men talked about her, he had to tell them to knock it off.

“I hear she’s an easy lay, Bruce”

“She might even take mercy on you and give you a pity fuck”

He didn’t care for that talk about ladies in general, but especially not Kate.

Bruce looked at the clock and it was only 9 pm on a Friday. Time was going too slow, he decided to hit up the bar and see who was around.

~~~~~~~~~Kate’s home~~~~~~~

Kate winced as she applied more make up to the bruise on her face. This was hardly the worst she’d seen, but the feeling of her dad's fist in her hair as he tossed her into the wall made her wince a second time. One more semester of school and she was out. Luckily, she was out tonight too. Her mom and dad were out of town. She knew she couldn’t go to the bar’s around there, word couldn’t get out to her dad. But if she went farther out, to the bars on the edge of town, she could get a drink.

~~~~~~~~~~~At a bar on the outskirts of town~~~~~~~~

Kate had, perhaps, a few too many drinks. Everything was feeling fine, until Edge of Seventeen came on and she downed her drink to go dance. She worshiped Stevie. She admired her freedom, her ability to be who she was and how she wanted. She admired the way she seemed to claim her sexuality. It was hers. She’d sleep with whomever she wanted, because she wanted to. Not to get men off, but herself.

The song ended and Kate made her way back to the bar, trying to order another cranberry vodka, wondering what she had to do to the DJ to get him to play more Stevie.

“Hey sweetheart, here, I got one for you already” A handsome young man handed her a cranberry vodka.

“Oh wow thank you!” She took only a sip, seeing how it tasted. So far so good. He was handsome, maybe she’d go home with him tonight. She took another sip, feeling the vodka practically replacing her blood.

“What’s your name, beautiful?”

“Uh, my name’s Kate, and you?” The way the man was staring at her made her uncomfortable. Like he was just… waiting…

“Jack, it's a pleasure” He put a hand on her thigh, making her stiffen.

She moved his hand off her, “I think I’m going to go dance” Kate stood up to go.

“It’s Phil Collins, maybe we can dance together?” He didn’t give her a choice, grabbing her waist with one hand and her wrist with the other.

“No, thank you, please just let me go” Kate started to panic.

“Just one dance” he pulled her close.

“Hey, the lady said no.” A voice came as a hand attempted to push the man away from her.

“Bruce?” Kate recognized him, despite being drunk off her ass.

The young man didn’t relent.

Bruce continued “Listen buddy I’m gonna give you one more shot.”

“What are you gonna do about it?”

Bruce was hoping he’d say that. Before the man had a chance to see it coming, Bruce punched him in the nose, causing blood to come out and Kate to scream.

The bartender shouted over the loud music “BRUCE! What did I tell ya about getting in fights?!” He threw his hands up, annoyed.

Bruce shouted back, smiling a cheeky smile “ONLY WHEN THEY DESERVE IT?!”

“NO! GET OUT AND TRY AGAIN TOMORROW” The bartender waved him away.

“ALRIGHT SEE YA DAVEY” Bruce waved grinning. He looked at the groaning man covered in blood on the floor. Bruce had walked in 10 minutes ago and only had one drink, but the punch was worth it. When he saw Kate, he was surprised to see a girl like her at a place like this. He watched her for a few minutes, he didn’t want to be a creep, but he was curious. He watched her get all excited when Stevie Nicks came on and dance like no one was watching. She was stunning, her brown curls slightly teased for more volume and her dress was black and tight around her torso with no sleeves. It was simple, flaring out at the hips, but the woman inside the dress made it captivating. She was clearly drunk, still downing the cranberry vodka the man had given her as she stared at him on the ground.

He sat two seats down from the man who had given her the drink, hearing him ask what “That drunk chick” was drinking. He watched the drink, making sure nothing was put in it. Although Bruce was a little jealous of the attention the handsome man was getting from Kate, he wasn’t going to interfere when he saw him touch her leg. However, when Kate tried to leave and the man wouldn’t let her go, that’s when Bruce stepped in. Not out of jealousy, but because his mama raised him to protect women, and his dad taught him to fight. When he was a kid, he hit his dad with a baseball bat after his dad was screaming at his mom. To little Bruce’s surprise, his dad didn’t hit him, but started laughing. His dad told him “Bruce, don't ever let anyone hurt your mom, not even me.” Bruce took this to heart and treated all women the way he would’ve wanted his mom to be treated.

When Bruce turned back to Kate, she looked like she was going to be sick “Oh my god”

“Come on, let's get you outside”

Bruce had to half carry her out the door to the alley where she threw up on his shoes.

“Shoot, this is embarrassing., I'm so sorry...” she muttered

Bruce reassured her, noting how she wouldn’t swear. “No it’s ok, I didn’t even like these shoes” That was a lie. The only nice pair of shoes he owned had pink puke on them.

“I felt fine until that last drink.”

Bruce held her hair as she threw up again “Is there a friend I can call or something? There’s a payphone inside, I got change.”

Kate moaned, looking at the puke. “I’m sorry, I’m humiliated.”

He straightened out her hair when she stood up “No, trust me, it's not anything I haven't done before… Maybe less pink…” he wiped the vomit from her face with his sleeve.

“And no, no friends I can call”

‘You’re not driving, can I take you home? I can drop you off nearby so you’re dad doesn’t see”

Kate laughed, “It’s ok, I’ll take a cab.”

“No cabs come out here, Sweetheart. I really don't mind”

Kate smiled at him, “Okay handsome, whatever you say”

Bruce wondered if she was flirting like they used to, before he got her hurt. “I’ll drive your car”

“What about your car?” Kate stumbled to keep her footing as they walked to her car.

Bruce opened the car door and attempted to set her inside nicely “I came with a buddy, he can take my car home” This was a lie, he had come alone. He would get his car later. Bruce wasn’t entirely sure how he was getting home, but he figured he’d spend the night walking.

He made sure she was buckled in and drove to her house in the hills, she was silent. He looked over to see she was sleeping. The garage door was left open, he noticed no other cars were parked in the double garage “Hey Kate, you’re home” He gently shook her, wondering how she was going to get inside if he couldn’t risk her getting hurt if he was caught.

Kate groaned “No, I’m too tired” She turned over.

Bruce sighed and got out, going around to her side of the car, when he opened it, she was still trying to sleep. “Hey, little girl” Bruce gently took her chin in his hand and turned her face towards him to get her attention “Is your daddy home?”

Kate looked at him. Oddly, in the garage light, he still looked ruggedly handsome, like Harrison Ford. “No, he and my mom are away for the weekend.”

Good, no risk of her dad trying to kill him or hitting her “Is it ok if I help you get inside?”

Kate smiled, knowing what this would lead to. He wanted her, and she wanted him “Of course.”

He unbuckled Kate and helped her walk into the house using her keys, she couldn’t hardly stand on her own. He wrapped his right arm around her waist, attempting not to feel more than what was necessary but it was hard in such a tight dress. He opted to curl his fingers into a fist around her waist so his fingers couldn’t feel anything.

“My room is down this way, end of the hall” She was hanging off his arm, leading him to her room, stumbling, but he stopped outside the doorway “What’s wrong?”

Bruce smiled shyly “I don’t think it’d be proper for me to go into a lady’s room, miss.”

“Come on, how you gonna know I made it safely?” she was looking at him innocently and she took his hand and pulled him in.

“Alright, just till you get settled.” Bruce didn’t want her to get the wrong impression in the morning “I’m going to grab you water, you’re gonna want that”

Bruce went to get the water, worried that at any minute her dad would burst in and beat his ass. When he walked back to her door, he knocked.

“Come in” Kate called

“Oh Jesus,” Bruce muttered. Kate was in her underwear and bra standing by her bed, but she walked over to Bruce as he averted his eyes from her. The image of the skimpy underwear and the body inside it was seared into his head, she was stunning. Kate attempted to touch him, and it took everything Bruce had to not touch her back “Sweetheart you’re drunk, let's just get you to bed.” He grabbed the robe from her dresser top and put it on her as she tried to land a kiss.

“It’s fine, come on” she pulled him onto the bed on top of her, loving the weight of him on her, drawing in his smell.

Bruce took her hands in his and pinned her to the bed to stop her touches “Kate…” He looked at her underneath him, this beautiful girl wanted him, and he wanted her, but he knew he couldn’t have her.

She looked disappointed. “Don’t you want me?”

“That’s not really the point.” He got off the bed

She sat up “Do you think I’m pretty?”

Bruce sighed “Of course I do. But I don’t think I’m any good for you”

Kate pouted, but then he face went bleary again “Oh god”

“Shit” Bruce realized she was going to throw up again “Come on, up” he took her to the bathroom and held her hair back while he puked. When she was done, she sat by the toilet “Yeah, I wouldn’t want to sleep with me after seeing all this either” she looked exhausted as she leaned against the wall. Bruce wetted a towel and cleaned her face “Hey, that’s not it at all. Trust me, I’ve been here and way worse.” He was careful around her temple, taking time to gently take off the makeup and took a moment to look at the bruise, suppressing the anger he felt.

He found some mouthwash and figured it would easier than getting her teeth brushed “Here”

Kate took a swig and swished it around, Bruce had to help her lean back into the toilet “God, I feel like crap” and leaned back onto the wall.

Bruce smiled, even drunk off her ass, she didn’t swear. “Stay here” he stood up.

“I don’t feel like I’m going anywhere for a while” Kate muttered

Bruce grabbed the water he had left on the counter and brought it to her “Here, this will help with the morning”

Kate drank the glass and thanked him, she began to slump against the bathtub adjacent to her. “I’m just gonna sleep here” she murmured

Bruce chuckled, she looked very different from the well dressed woman he knew only earlier today.

“No, you’re not.” He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bed as she leaned her head against his chest.

He gently laid her down in her bed, pulling the blanket over her. “Goodnight Miss Kate” he brushed the hair from her face. She looked angelic, so peaceful resting against the white pillow. He placed a glass of water on her bed stand for the morning and put her trash can beside her bed, just in case. As he walked to the door to leave and turn off the lights, he heard her call out for him, oh-so sweetly “Bruce?”

He turned around to see she was still awake “Can you sleep here tonight?”

“Miss, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

She sat up a bit “Please. It’s been a bad day. I feel safer with you here”

How could he say no to that? He looked at her in the soft light coming in from her window, her eyes were lidded, he thought of her dad and how he might come home anytime. But she said he made her feel safe, and that’s what he wanted. He wanted to protect her from every man who might hurt her, for the rest of her life. “Sure. Yeah.” he laid down on top of the covers and crossed his arms so they didn’t wander, making sure to stay on the far side of the bed.

“Relax, you can get under the blanket. I won't bite” She muttered.

“I think I’ll just stay here, thank you Miss Kate”

“Bruce?”

“Yes?”

“Thank you”

“Don’t worry about it Sweetheart, you saved me from a boring night”

~~~~~Kates perspective~~~~

Kate woke up that morning feeling like shit. She attempted to piece together the night. Shit, Bruce was there? She looked around the room and landed on the Settee sofa in her room. Oh shoot. Bruce is HERE. She recounted the night. Bruce rescuing her from the man at the bar, punching him, taking her home, refusing to have sex, holding her hair while she puked… carrying her to the bed… He even moved to the much less comfortable couch once she was asleep. He only was in the bed because she begged him… What was wrong with him?

She wrapped her robbed around herself and walked over to him, taking in the sight of the man who she had only previously seen full of grease and dirt, curled up on a small couch. It was really a picture. He looked so young and innocent like this. Kate wouldn’t exactly say it was a contrast to how he normally was; it wasn’t, Bruce was kind and warm. But there was something about having the mechanic sleeping on a pink couch warmed her heart.

She admired his curls, small mouth and kind eyes while she considered what happened last night. He took her home, that alone had led her to the assumption that they would sleep together. She came onto him, she was there in her underwear before him… and he refused her. He had insisted that he found her pretty, and the way he looked at her, she knew he was tempted… So why not? Well, the obvious answer was that she had been drunk, but that never stopped men before.

It’s fascinating. all her life, her body has belonged to men. To her dad, who dressed it up to the version he wanted and told her she had to eat a certain way to look a certain way. Her dad, who hit her body when it wasn’t doing what he wanted. Every boyfriend who wanted her a certain shape, every one night stand who essentially used used her body to masterbate, who didn’t even look at her while fucking… Bruce is the only one who treated her well and expected nothing in return, and had in fact refused her attempt to return his kindness. Least she could do was make him breakfast.

Her family out of the house, Kate was free to put on her own music. She chose, of course, her favorite album of all time; Rumors by Fleetwood Mac. Kate supposed she could make eggs and toast (she was not a good cook; it was all she could do)

~~~~ Bruce’s perspective~~~~

Was that Fleetwood Mac? Who was playing Fleetwood Mac in his house? None of the guys listened-oh that's right. Bruce opened his eyes and attempted to stretch but was stopped by the small couch. He looked over to the bed; she was gone. He ran the night through in his head, namely her coming onto him. God, he wanted to take her up on her offer, he really did. It was hard when a girl that pretty was offering herself to him. But his mama raised him right.

Bruce sat up, stretching out his stiff limbs before standing. He wondered if her dad had come home, should he make an escape out the window? No, he wasn’t a coward. If Rich wants to beat women, he’s going to have to be prepared to fight a man.

He walked out the door and followed the sound of music to the kitchen where he found Kate dancing in her robe to “You make loving fun”. Even though her hair was a mess, she still looked beautiful.

“Morn’n, Miss Kate”

She turned around, looking embarrassed “Oh! Morning, just in time!” She was holding two plates. “I was going to bring it to you, but we can eat at the table.”

Bruce glanced at the door involuntarily, “Uh, I think I should be going”

“My dad won’t be home today if that’s what you’re afraid of…”

“Well, I’m not afraid” He was a little afraid. He had gotten into his fair share of fights, but it wasn’t something he relished.

“Didn’t you knock out the guy at the bar? And the bartender talked like you had gotten into fights there before”

Bruce laughed a little. He had gotten into several fights there. If Davey didn’t like him so much, he was sure he’d be 86’d. In his defense, they always deserved it. “Knocking out a drunk man who isn’t expecting it is very different from being in an evenly matched fight.”

She smiled “I think you could take him. But please sit. Let me repay you for last night.” She set the plates at the table. Bruce noticed that the bruise on her temple wasn’t nearly as prominent, did she put makeup over it already?

Bruce considered for a moment. She had already gone through the effort of making him breakfast, so it would be rude to leave. “Okay Kate, I’ll eat with you. Thank you”

Kate beamed as they sat down and ate. There was an awkward silence. Bruce thought maybe it was best to eat in silence and just leave, but if his grandma ever heard he was rude to a lady, he’d have an earful, God rest her soul.

“You a Fleetwood Mac fan?” Bruce asked, making conversion.

She looked up from her plate, lighting up “I worship Stevie Nicks. I adore her.”

“That’s understandable, I’m more of an Elvis man myself”

“Beatles or the Stones?”

“Beatles, no question”

“Excellent taste.”

"Tom Petty or John Couger Mellencamp?"

"Melloncamp, no question. I mean, no disrespect to Petty, but, like Jack and Diane? God, iconic."

They spoke of music as they finished their food. Kate stood up to take their plates, but Bruce stopped her “Please, allow me” . He washed their dishes and put them on the drying rack.

She walked up beside him “You could stay the day, if you’d like…”

Bruce paused then turned to her “I don’t think that's a good idea.”

She frowned “You keep saying that. Why? If I want to spend more time together… is that a bad thing?”

Bruce wasn’t much taller than her, they were probably about the same height, but somehow it felt like she was looking up at him. Maybe it was her brown doe-eyes and pouted lips that made her look so innocent. “I don’t think I’m a good idea for you.”

Another step closer “But why not? You made me smile, you’re a good man, you’re hot…” She dodged her eyes to the side before returning to his, blushing, right side of her mouth quipped up into a half smile.

Bruce felt his heartbeat speed up. She thought he was hot, him! Someone like her looked at him this way? “I’m no good for you…” He repeated, but he was getting closer to her, yeah, there was make-up covering her temple.

“You don’t get to decide that for me…” she muttered, taking another step closer.

Bruce spoke lowly, looking at her lips, but his actions didn’t match his words. “I can’t give you nice things, I can’t give you what you want” One more step, wrapping an arm around her waist chastly.

“I just want you.” Kate pressed her body flush against him, feeling his body, hardened from the physical work “Can’t we try?”

He still didn’t think this was a good idea, but here she was: beautiful, sober, and asking for him? He smiled at her “Yeah, yeah we can” Kate smiled back.

He finally moved in, taking her lips in his as he pressed her back against the counter. He could feel her chest rise and fall as he grew hard against her. His hands roamed her body, savoring the feeling he worried he might never get again. Bruce moved his lips to her neck, placed his hands underneath Kate’s ass and muttered “Up” She hopped up into Bruce’s arms and wrapped her legs around his waist, he carried her to her bedroom. Gently, he laid her down on the bed and moved his hips between her legs, eliciting a gasp from her against his cheek. He continued the motion as he cupped her ass, grabbing and pinching as he went.

When Kate was worked up enough, he slid himself off the bed and untied the robe she was wearing. He kept it on, for now, because he liked how she looked in the pink, fluffy material. Standing above her, he drank in her body, perfectly curved and moving against the bed, anxious for him. When Bruce took off his shirt, Kate sat up, running her hands on his chest “Beautiful” she murmured hazily, mesmerized by the tan Italian body before her. He leaned over to kiss her again; she kept her hands on his as he explored her mouth, his hands snaking around her neck, making her shiver. His hands landed in her hair, giving a small tug “Lay back down.” It was a request, but his gruff voice made Kate clench for him.

She did as she was told, and he knelt before her, fingers running along the lines of her underwear. She looked at him under her, eyeing her. Kate sat up a bit on her elbows. “What are you doing?”

Bruce paused, straightening up to look at her “Sweetheart, has no one ever gone down on you before?” Kate shook her head. What kind of men has she been with? “Just lay down and relax, you’ll like this, I promise”

She trusted his word “Okay” she laid back down as he pulled down her underwear, hearing him mutter swears under his breath.

Knowing that no one but him had ever tasted her, he made it a mission to make her come from just his mouth, no fingers involved. When he latched onto her, he heard Kate gasp. She moved beneath him, responding to every touch, every lick, every suck. He wanted to keep her like this forever, the sounds she made were heavenly and he couldn’t imagine a more beautiful sight.

“Can I touch you?” Kate asked above him.

Bruce chuckled, “Of course.”

Her hands found his hair. She took his curls in her fists, loving the thick texture and being able to guide him to where she wanted him to be. She could feel herself getting close, hips bucking against the scuff on his face.

The muscles in her stomach were tightening. “F- hmmm god, fu- God!”

Bruce pulled away for a just a moment, noticing she was still stopping herself, he teased “You can swear here honey, I won’t tell anyone”

Kate pulled him back to her sex “Shut up” she muttered, but she was smiling. Bruce moved to focus on her clit, he knew she was almost there by how tight she was pulling at his hair.

When Kate came, he could’ve sworn that she took out a chunk of his hair, not that he minded “F- god, FUCK” She finally swore, the strength of her orgasm wracking through her body. He continued with his tongue inside her, licking her up as he held her hips to the bed.

When he crawled back onto her, she looked spent. Bruce tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, kissed her cheek, and asked “Do you want to keep going? It’s okay if-”

She pulled his lips to hers again, kissing hard and giving his lip a bite before she answered “Don’t stop” she whispered, touching his thick arms.

“As you wish.” kissing along her mouth, chin and lips, he took off his pants and underwear, his cock finally free from the constraints. Bruce heard her moan when he placed to fingers inside her, he just had to feel inside her today “Fuck, so soft…”

Kate reveled in the feeling of his rough, calloused hands working her, as his 5 O’Clock shadow rubbed against her cheeks. Fuck, she had never had a man like this, a man like him.

When Bruce lined himself up at her entrance, he kissed her, entering her slowly, carefully. Kate took matters into her own hands, bucking her hips up to take him fully, adoring the sounds that spilled out of his mouth. “Fuck me.” she demanded, and he obliged.

The headboard rattled against the wall as Bruce vigorously pumped into her, focusing on the feeling of her taking him so well and the little sounds that she made. If he thought nothing could be more beautiful than the sight of her body as he went down on her, well, he was eating his words. Bruce sat back, a hand firmly gripping her to keep her from moving up the bed with every hard snap of his hips into her. Now this, this might be the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. He realized that he had never even gotten to taking off the bra she wore under the robe from last night, nor the robe. But man, did he love how she looked like this.

Her pink robe was sprawled out beneath her, mirroring the mess of brown curls on the pillow. The way her breasts looked in that bra? Shit. He would take it off next time and really, look at her, but right now, he wasn’t stopping. The fluff of pink at the end of the robe tickled his legs. She reached up to touch his chest, obsessed with the feeling. He laid over her, gripping the headboard for a new angle that she seemed to really love. “Fuck, fuck Bruce, just like that.” Hearing those little swear words spilling out of her pretty little mouth did something to him, knowing he did that to her… He wondered what that mouth would feel like, taking him… Another move for another time. There would have to be another time now, he hoped.

“Bruce, I’m gonna… I’m gonna-, fuck, no one has made me come twice, please make me come…” She pleaded up at him with those beautiful brown eyes.

He didn’t want this to end but how could he deny her another orgasm? Not when she was begging him. With one hand still on the headboard, his freehand moved to her clit, working the bundle of nerves as he rammed into her, hard. She yelled out for him, he inadvertently slammed the headboard into the wall, breaking a part off from the top. Kate paid no attention, feeling the orgasm roll through her body, the wave of pleasure pulsing through her.

When came out from the haze of pleasure, Bruce was still fucking her. “Sit up” she ordered, he did as he was told, Kate felt empty as he left her. She crawled onto her stomach, taking him in her mouth.

“Fuck, fuck Kate…” He entangled his fingers into her hair.

Kate briefly pulled herself off Bruce “Come in my mouth.” She went back on him, working herself up and down his shaft.

She was so wet and warm, he couldn’t hold off anymore, emptying himself into her mouth as requested.

When he finished, he pulled her and himself to lay on the bed, Bruce felt the silk robe beneath him. Kate was entranced with Bruce’s hair, playing with the curls, feeling the sweat on his scalp.

“I’ll fix the headboard” he assured her. “Sorry about that.”

“Don’t be sorry for a single thing that just happened…” she moved to place her head onto his chest that she was so entranced with, tracing along each muscle.

He laid there for several minutes, until the bruise on her pretty face caught his eye. Most of the make-up had either rubbed off or came off from sweat. He gently touched around the bruise, careful not to graze it “No one will hurt you again, I promise.”

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squeiky · 9 months

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love researching and gather evidence and supporting claims and shit but damn.....

I know I usually talk looney and silly like but damn.. stuff hits hard.

I don't know why I am writing this. It feels stupid, but I'll get it out.

was looking through sonic wiki, and wanted to make sure I was characterizing ( and mixing ) gerald robotnik right and to the best of my ability.

I know I've never gotten through any sonic games before, but to think that my first (or second?) sonic game was Sonic advanced and...

(This feels so stupid to write. but I'm writing it because I must.)

maybe its cause its 12:23 am and my emotional regulation is out of wack. I just... Gerald robotnik man... I wish I could give that guy a hug. or something. ANYTHING. the- "bring hope to humanity" the fucking- god I haven't cried in ages like this i don't even know.

the journals the- he was just a GUY okay?! who wanted to make people happy in the best way he could just like- and now the world is without him and then theresnmariaandain fukdignhionoie;h/ndl

..I think I mangaged- no still cfrying okay

okay I stopped crying you'll bever guess the timefram between these two lines haha. Im pretty sure the more I type the more icant fuckingsee-

god it's just the fuckng lines.

I really wish I could give these two a.. just a big fucking hug. a really long one. like a really really long one and I don't even know if I'll cry idk man you just youlook at everyday and then I dont know i dont i dont i dont

It feels stupidf but I just... he used her last words as the key-and its jusrc how justc you fdtydhhhhhhh .and now i have to live with the fuxking fact that hes just DEAD? THAT THEYRE BOTH DEAD?!? WHAT THE FUCK?!?! WHAT THE FUFCK!?! WHAT THE FUCKING HELL!?!?

I swear theres something wrong with me. I see tradegy all the time. I'm so used to edgy backstories and disturbing shit that I basically am unfazed or joking about it but godsamn you guys- IDK you probably all understand who ever you are in the world but we all gotta be real good ro eachother all right? because everyday Is really FUCKING HARD and I keep trying to tell peopl I love them and I want to scream it out into the world SO SO FUCKING BADLY and this is just one of those fucking fehukwekbj.fase AAAAAA

I want to hug them and say everything is going to be okay- and I don't even know if its for them or for ME but I swear man. everytime I see those cute and cool and amzing peices of artwork or maria and shadow and the arc I just- I have to stop and stare for minutes or however long I decide to just stare and god just staring at it makes me feel shit man.

why is it so hard to love. who gives you such a big heart and tells you to harden it man. who does that shit who fucking did that to me who fucking did that yo.

It was just a few lines on the wiki too..

it was so easy just to chalk him up to every other "crazy or evil scientist" man and call it a day it was SO EASY.

the fucking " bring happiness throguh science" and I just fuck fucmkk fiyckjng fucjfuckfuckfcufcjfvckfvjycfutdtyjkdtychgm

its 12:42 AM I don't know if its the tiredness or whatever but Idk. Im posting this because I wan to keep telling people to love y'know? not in the romantic sense either- but to just.... look around and just tell everybody "I'm glad your alive" beacuse I FUCKIGN AM and somebody out there wrote this shit and now I'm here in my fucking pajamas crying ugly for the first time in way too long and geezus.

its just. I WANT THEM BACK. GIVE thEM BACK.

it was to make people happy... yknow??..>>>

like give them back..bring them back.

I can't;... fucking forgive that man....

and then to hear how the other scientists treated the Gizoid and well... god I don't know how I'm going to write Gerald without weeping anymore like BRIGN HIM BACk BRING THEM BOTH BACK I WANT THEM BACK. but the're not coming back cause they're DEAD

and i feel like a puppy experincing no treats for the first time in my life despite the fact I've gone through this before its just-

it meant alot man. there was love it that and it fuckign broke me man it shattered me. I dont even know why

I dont even know WHY im crying I just am and goddamit its gfucking guly crying man-

I keep- and let me tell you my only true memory of Gerald that isn't just wiped out is that archie comic panel where he's talking to shadow in some white void or something- and I just.. and I think about it so much now everytime I think of Gerald- and then Maria's last words god fucking dammit they didnt deserve any of that why why'd that have to occcur why am i FUCKIGNC RYINGI DONT KNWO?!?1??

There was just kindness in that, i can't even- ts got to be the nghttime and part of me wants to post this don't care what happens to this post because it'll be locked away in ths internet world forever and one day I'll forget it ever existed in the first place untill someone reminds me and I'll remember if I ever loose myself that I cried over the words and words ALONE of a old scientist guy who was just trying to save his grandaughter and make a bunch of people happy and- the gziodddd..... that was my first fucking game and i never got to see it... cause I raged quit and only played the first section of the first level before quitting....it was either that or like the one where creams mom gets captured idk i never finished it.

i fucking suck at sonic games haha

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fishkinger · 3 years

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Yamtien ficlet

Based off of this post.

Tien shifts awkwardly in the copilot seat, trying to muster up as much offhanded casualness as he can, and turns across the dash, his eyes wincing as the sun comes in scattered off the ocean. “How long have you two been together? You and- and Bulma, I mean. She... seems cool.” Cool? He cringes internally. This is a sort of self-punishment he's inflicting on himself for liking a boy that is both straight and taken - it won’t lead to any sort of conversation he wants to have, but he needs to hear it from Yamcha himself. Maybe it’ll get it through his thick head that it isn’t going to happen, maybe he’ll be able to let this whole thing go.

Sitting in the pilots seat, his curly hair just brushing the top of the blue collared shirt he wears on their off days from training, Yamcha blinks, seems mildly surprised at the abrupt change in topic from Chiaotzu's cooking skill. The trip from Kame House to the mainland for supplies is long, even in the new, faster ship Bulma ordered during the King Piccolo debacle. Tien and Yamcha are on duty this month, and they’ve made small talk through the hum of the engines for the last hour.

As soon as Tien mentions Bulma, Yamcha’s mouth quirks, and he says, “Oh yeah, she’s pretty cool. She’s really smart too, smarter than the lot of us put together, I think.” He’s more than happy to prattle on about all the things Bulma is cool for, and how they annoy one another, and how nice her folks are, as Tien sits stoically in the other seat trying to appear attentive, nodding along in agreement while internally growing increasingly miserable at the fact that he brought up the subject– especially when Yamcha turns to him and, slightly over-loud in the way that he is, asks "What about you, Tien? Have a girlfriend back at home? Arms like that must make you mighty popular with the ladies!" He laughs, sincere and friendly, and reaches across the dash of the ship to give Tien a light shoving punch on shoulder while keeping his eyes fixed on the ocean in front of them and his other hand on the controls.

Tien tries not to cringe away from the touch, but still unconsciously reaches his other hand up to rub where Yamcha hit as he gives an awkward chuckle, and his three eyes crinkle up slightly into a forced smile as he shoots him a glance. Did Bulma buy him that shirt? It looked expensive. "Well, not exactly. When we were with Master Shen we were.... Working, most of the time. And if I met any other- girls my age it usually wasn't under great circumstances."

This tears Yamcha's gaze away from the sky ahead, and his dark eyes flicker over to land on Tien, who would be squirming with discomfort by now if Shen hadn't disciplined him to be capable of sitting, expression schooled, through much less pleasant than this. He feels too large for his seat. Yamcha frowns, "Hey man, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring your past, I should'a thought more before I asked. How about when you and I get to the city, I treat you to that wheel cake cart by the beach and I can wingman for you, help you talk to some cute girls."

Tien reaches up to rub the back of his head, feeling the beginnings of a prickle from where Chiaotzu helped him shave it the day before, willing himself not to open the hatch and fly back to Kame House just to escape this conversation as he deflects, "I don't think it counts as treating me if it's Master Roshi's grocery money you're using. And not today. We have to get back to training if we want to be able to keep up with Goku in three years, there's no time for distractions." He pauses and adds, a little less harshly, "Thanks, though."

Yamcha cracks into a smile, and his face seems to light up with the blinding sun reflected in glimmers off the water. Tien stares.

"No problem buddy. We'll find you someone someday, just you watch."

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#reposting bc i revised it and actually made it a whole scene #this is like super short but #please tell me if this is any good at all i would seriously really like any feedback or crit!#esp with how to write conversations/body language and how i characterized them #ik it was really short but i typically write about fandom stuff like stream of consciousness rather than scenes so im v unsure #and id like to start writing a fic for yamtien so I want to improve!#anyways this is after the defeat of king piccolo when the boys spend a summer at kame house training together #as soon as they get home with groceries later that evening tien excuses himself to go stand on the beach and listen to mitski LOL #he knows he put himself through the wringer in that convo for no reason by bringing up bulma and man it didnt feel great #but he also feels guilty for liking yamcha when hes STRAIGHT and especially TAKEN #(yamcha is not straight)#(also i think yamcha and bulmas relationship is like much more very good friends that bicker and occasionally use the other to #show off the fact that they arent single than they are super romantic... they do care though)#anyways tien has been too busy Killing People to have any more than very minor surface level crushes #and now theres this cute guy who will talk shit right back at him and who fights well and whose leg he broke that he LIVES WITH NOW #and its just run him over like a dumptruck.#tien is super respectful of course and tries never to initiate even any sort of casual physical contact and doesnt flirt at all #he just vents to chiaotzu telepathically sjdjgjs #them in the same room not saying a word with completely blank faces *clown to clown communication meme*#tien #yamcha #tiencha #yamten #yamtien #dbz #oh no i just posted cringe! v embarrassing!#*throws words into the void* is this anything? is this anything?#hopefully it will be ok that i reposted it..... sorry for doing that...#long post #sorry 😬 i couldnt figure out how to put it under a cut on mobile

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insertdisc5 · 3 years

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Hi!! I wanted to ask, in celebration of Deltarune CH. 2, do you have any updated thoughts and head canons about the game?? Like, y'know, similar to a previous ask about Kris in your Deltarune tag? Thanks!

thoughts on kris part 2 i guess???? (part 1 from ch1 here lol)

spoilers for deltarune like woah. this wont be kris focused just random thoughts on everything. thank you for giving me the opportunity to talk

not that many thoughts for this chapter tbh! EDIT LOL: this was a lie i have a lot of thoughts

-just in general i feel like the player isn't the only one controlling kris... like yes the player forced kris to do what happened in the snowgrave route but AT THE SAME TIME idk it feels like there's someone else too. just because of the terrifying voice i suppose. and also the jerky movement kris does every time they get their soul out? unless there's another reason for it... maybe getting your soul out means you walk weird lol

-BUT ALSO i feel like kris is 100% in control when they create fountains. idk it just makes sense kris would create them. to create another world, a better world, A WORLD WHERE THEIR BROTHER IS HERE PERHAPS? i do wonder why they get their soul out then though. i'm all for it sweetie! do whatever! i support you!

-(i am and will be playing deltarune with only kris' best interests in mind. i will not hurt anyone unless kris wants me to. dont worry my little meow meow im on your side! talk to me! no? okay ill stay under the sink its fine)

-speaking of asriel. SUMMER VACATION COLLEGE WHEN? SUMMER VACATION COLLEGE WHEN? SUMMER (starts crying) V-VACATION COLLEGE WHEN

-kris misses their brother so much it's so sad. if you make kris steal 5$ from asriel they take it "reluctantly"? talking to asriel online so often even alphys knows?? the google search?? GOING INTO ASRIEL'S GOOGLE SEARCH ROOM WITH THEIR EYES CLOSED BECAUSE THEY'RE CONVINCED THEY ALREADY KNOW WHATS IN THERE? THAT ONE IS LESS OF A MISSING THING BUT IM LIKE OH MY GOD

-the city walk with susie at the end makes it clear to me that kris really values susie's friendship... kris even sits with her if you spend long enough near the lake like aaaaah ;_;

-and even in snowgrave you spend your last acts with the final boss calling for your friends like YES there's a way bigger creepy aspect to this (kris as more of a Leader who Commands and commands their subjects to come) but still :'0 (and then noelle answers oh my god noelle im so sorry for the trauma)

-berdly. listen. listen. listen. liste

-berdly sucks but [berdly hurts his arm in the battle against queen if you don't save him because he doesnt want to hurt you] [berdly realizing smg's wrong in snowgrave and immediately taking steps to save noelle] berdly is my little crumb nugget. i will protect him.

-noelle. noelle. girlboss!

-like ooooh listen. hearing about the genocide path for undertale. made me go "that is SO COOL. i HAVE to experience it myself this is great. hehehe killing time" and like no regrets. i was fully enjoying the experience knowing i was an awful person. SNOWGRAVE THOUGH. i will never try this myself its too fucked up. casually grooming your childhood friend to murder people <3 and also acting like a weird stalker towards her <3 stockholm syndrome speedrun i will get all the info i can about this but i will never do this myself

-people remarking the kris/player>noelle relationship is similar to the relationship between player>chara in genocide path is like yes. chefs kiss. don't worry we just are making you stronger and everything will be fine "you made me kill my friend? and for what?" this is fine sweetie don't worry about it!!!!!!

-like the amount of details added to snowgrave, like if you equip noelle's watch she notices later? and her battle animations change as time goes on, she gets an ice shield and stops sighing in relief after battle? oh my god? oh my god.

-(berdly is not awake.) JUST KILL ME RIGHT HERE I HAVEN'T STOPPED THINKING ABOUT BERDLY NOT BEING AWAKE!!!!!

-also why didnt he turn into dust. so many possible reasons. is magic a thing in the normal world and perhaps no magic means no dust (theres graves). maybe he isnt dead. maybe hes braindead. maybe he'll come back. either way that boy is now in the closet big enough to put someone in

-also dess' name probably being december AND THATS WHY NOELLE LOST THE SPELLING BEE?!?!??! FUCK ME UP!!!!! JUST FUCK ME UP!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!

-also so many good pixel art this chapter. too many? i didnt need pixel art of cardboard noelle falling on the statue. like thank you but please. please it hurts my game artist brain.

-the expressions in this chapter were also top notch. all the unsettling noelle expressions like (i fall over face first)

-i threw away the ball of junk (which i already tried in ch1) and this time the game was like "ARE YOU SURE BC THIS IS A BAD IDEA" and kris felt bitter :'( (it deletes all your items in the dark world)

-i uh fucked up and skipped the susie+noelle scene bc listen last time ralsei mentionned seeing what susie is doing we missed some PRIMO LORE. turns out it just makes you skip the scene and you dont get anything new. welp

-speaking of ralsei well you know. he exists. but im stuck on him going "i just wonder what being ralsei-like even is...?" ralsei my dude there's so much i could say about this. do you feel like you can't be ralsei-like because you feel like you have to be asriel-like

-but also that makes no sense bc susie hasnt even mentioned ralsei looks like asriel. and i cant imagine asriel being so meek. so WHAT GIVES

-ralsei as kris’ “i wish i was a monster just like my bro and family and i’d look like asriel but with red horns [THE HALLOWEEN COSTUME] and my name would be something cool like ralsei instead of a boring human name like kris and im sweet and cute because thats how i act with asriel because ASRIEL MADE ME” theory because that would be cute.

-ASRIEL GOING TO THE CHURCH TO CONFESS HIS "SINS" WHEN "SINS" AREN'T A THING IN THE ANGEL BELIEF LIKE I KNOW THIS INTERACTION WAS TREATED AS A JOKE BUT WHAT THE FUCK ASRIEL?

-kris definitely has a connection with the big red door in the city, judging by what the kids say they probably went there... i feel like this place's dark world will be the Final Dungeon you KNOW some shit happened there. also the sounds you hear when you go there is the phone dark world call's sound slowed down? AND AFTER SNOWGRAVE APPARENTLY YOU CANT HEAR IT ANYMORE? HUWAH?

-speaking of songs the songs were all so good, My Castle Town rules, the berdly snowgrave music is stuck in my head, flashback is uwah wuahah, Until Next Time is so good, AND ALSO A FRIEND NOTICED THE DARK WORLD CITY THEME IS JUST tHE SONG 74 (MOST NOTICEABLE WITH THE SNOWGRAVE VERSION)?????? WHAT DOES IT MEAN????? it might be just "hey its just reuse" BUT MR FOX YOU KNOW WE'RE GONNA READ INTO THIS IS NOELLE THE ONE SINGING IDK BRO!!!!!!!!!!

-asgore dreemurr fired from the force what happun!!!!! game theory is that asgore is related to dess' death/disappearance but eh who knows

-you start the chapter at lvl2 and get to lvl3 after the final boss, a friend mentioned this is probably because we destroyed a world and im :0

-to go back to kris it's still so interesting to figure out who they are based on how they act/people mention them. like kris shaking the ferris wheel car? yeah makes sense i can imagine a pranking kid do this. kris' dance? yeah thats a little silly but i can buy it. doing cool anime poses? well i dunno this doesnt line up PERFECTLY but sure. BUT EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS IN SNOWGRAVE... especially >proceed like that is such a weird thing that i can't imagine them doing, but i can't completely see the "player" doing either (compare with going to sans -which kris doesnt know- and going "SANS!" because of course the player would know sans), like THATS one of the reasons i feel like there's someone else in there. the weird robotic merciless actions. if im going super meta it feels like there'd be someone else like writing the choices into existence for us to pick you know? gaster probably? god i need to read more gaster theories i completely sidestepped the gaster shit bc i wasnt interested. anyway just spitballing

-(looks at big shot guy) please dont make him the next tumblr guy i beg you

-obligatory "queen was great" mention if only because this part made me laugh a little bit too hard

that was a lot. thank you for letting me talk

#ask tag #deltarune #deltarune spoilers #snowgrave spoilers

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that-one-weeb-but-it-transformer · 2 years

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Meeting Your Parents

Characters: Optimus, Ratchet, Smokescreen, Magnus, Bulkhead, Wheeljack, Bee

Optimus

Nervous

Parents liked him

You kinda did sugar coat him, not that he relly needed it

"So whens the grandchildren."

And your dying

"Not until your daughter wishes for them. It's her ultimate choice"

Your mom thinks hes super fine

Shes probably actually jealous of you

"What a handsome young man you brought home darling!" "Mom please stop."

Your dad respects him very much.

The secrets Optimus has to keep your father understands he works for the government too.

"Bring him again dear!" "Haha mom! In your damn dreams!"

Atleast they didnt take out the baby pictures

Wheeljack

Fear

No not him being scared.

Your terrfied.

"Just...they want me with like a doctor or a lawyer...a "construction" worker isnt there ideal"

"No problem baby I got this"

It was a wreck

"Construction worker. Y/n...couldnt you. I dont know find a...better man for yourself?"

You were probally more fired up than wheelajack in the end.

Wheeljack was surprisingly calm during the whole thing,

Hes actually the one who called you down

The knives have somehow found themselves stabbed in the table

"Okay we're leaving! Y/n! Come on now!"

Smokescreen

He's absolutely terrfied

Your parents being hippies was such a relief for him

Met him at the camp grounds.

"Awe arent you just the cutest little thing"

"Mhm these brownies are good. What are they?" "Weed brownies darling"

You slapped those brownies out his hand so quick.

"NO WEED BROWNIES!"

definitely would go back for dinner again

You're almost embarssed.

"I don't understand." "Smokescreen your high enough without weed. Imagine you with weed."

He told you it didnt effect him

It did effect him, the opposite way of how its suppose to effect someone; no it didnt calm him down. It made him hyper

"Im hungry!"

"Did I tell you how much I love love love you! You're so pretty!"

Kisses

Ratchet

God that embarssing

"Y/n's got herself a dilf."

Family fights with your sister

Single dad raising six daughters and two dogs with a bird.

"God I hope you can handle her." In a good way

Thats terrifying

Your house terrifies Ratchet.

Your dad's lovely, he and your father actually talk about biology together, your dad always wanted to become a marine biologist

Your little sisters like him very much

He lets them play doctor while he talks to your father.

Meaning his hands are covered in pink bandages.

Bulkhead

He thought he'd totally stick out.

He didnt

Very much a wrestling family

"HAHA! THERES MY BABY GIRL!"

Dads a body builder and Moms and Olympic dead lifter, little brothers wrestle and so do you

"THIS RIGHT HERES MY LITTLE GIRL!"

Dads loud

Whole house is loud

Bulkhead actually ended up wrestling your dad out of alll good fun

Bulkhead is family approved

Bee

Yee haw

Your families cowboys

Dads the cook and moms more of the ranch ruler

"My little girl's all grown up. Im so glad you came over."

Here comes 12 siblings

Bee gives your mom props

Mom is fake harsh on him, you know scare him into line, and then laugh it off

He was more than welcomed into the family

Making smorez after dinner

Mom sees you and bee messing around and starts reminiscing on how she and her husband was

Cute couple

Ultra Magnus

You ever seen Smiling friends and see Pims family? Thats basically your family

Disfunctional, crazy, toxic shit heads

"I am so sorry Magnus-"

You guys ended up just going away as quick as possible.

"Im sorry-" "don't keep apologizeing its not your fault"

Good boyfriend

You guys just hang out around town the rest of the time making the most of the night

Meaning finding a bridge and parking under it, all the seats are down and some corny old 90s music is playing and ya'll prob making out or something by now

#transformers #tfp #tfp headcanons #transformersprime #optimus headcannons #bumblebee tfp #smokescreen #ultra magnus headcannons #ultra magnus tfp #wheeljack headcannons #bulkhead #bumblebee

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bonny-kookoo · 3 years

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Make Me | 🔞 | JJK x Reader

Pairing:Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Romance, Lowkey kinda crack, Smut, slight angst

Wordcount: 3.4k (its pretty short since I plan on giving you guys random smut-shots for this, so a lot of the scenes didn't make it into this one.)

Tags/warnings: Playful teasing, swearing, name calling, slight hair pulling, smut, usage of toys (remote controlled), slight angst, they be fighting a lil, it's a pretty low-carb meal really, very lightweight, okay I don't think there's anything else to say

Summary: Jungkook and you; a couple that's not only connected under the name of lovers- but best friends and enemies as well.

Jungkook is absolutely in love with you.

That may be hard to believe, considering the two of you currently fighting on the couch over the last bite of your burger. You're not play-fighting like cutesy couples either, no; you're both acting as if starvation was the only alternative.

Its really not; there's plenty other takeout still on the table.

"I paid for this shit you ungrateful bitch!" He laughs out as you stuff the bite into your mouth, hands high in triumph. "I can't believe you sometimes." He mumbles, watching you chew and swallow before he attacks again. He's careful with you, although it might not seem that way. Jungkook wouldn't dare to injure you in any way, always getting apologetic every time he accidentally bruises your skin. He pins your arms on the couch, predatory eyes staring at you as you raise your eyebrows.

"What'cha gonna do about it?" You challenge, and he groans out as he lets you go.

"Fuck you!" He says, and you laugh out loud. "Don't make me fucking pop a boner- I don't wanna eat cold french fries!" He whines while reaching for said food item, and you shrug as you reach for the pack of chicken nuggets, opening a tiny tub of sauce. "I can't believe you." He chuckles, unable to hold up his facade of being upset about all of it.

He really isn't.

Everyone of his friends thinks its weird- the relationship you two had. He himself however always felt like he had won the jackpot with you; he had a hot girlfriend he didn't have to change anything for. There was no need to be all romantic and cheesy and make himself into someone he wasn't. Being gentle was no requirement with you; you were his absolute best friend, and also lover at the same time.

He had it all with you.

Hard to believe, but Jungkook had been very realistic about it with you. Of course it had been exciting when you two had hooked up for the first time- but the more he got to know you, the more he fell in love with your honest nature and loving personality. You were passionate about your art, never let someone talk down on you, always spoke your mind. You were a challenge, a tiger waiting to be tamed, and Jungkook was as ready as he had ever been to try and do just that. Because right now you were young, you were wild, and one day, you'll have lived all of your dreams. Somewhere deep down, he already imagines it. Sometimes. The way he'll buy a house for you two, how he'll marry you and knock you up to make his family complete.

But for now, you were simply two young lovers in the moment.

Theres a drop of sauce on the top of your breast, and you don't even notice the way Jungkook stares as you wipe it off with your finger, licking it clean like second nature. He's furrowing his brows as he throws his head back, pure agony in his voice as he growls out. "God what is it now?" You playfully complain, last bite of your food gone in your mouth as you look at him with amusement. "Don't tell me you're still hard." You say.

"Fuck off, it's your fault!" He laughs out, unable to quite conceal how funny the entire situation seems to him as well. "Can't you sit on my dick while I finish my food?" He whines, pouting expression thrown your way as you give him a look that says more than you could with words. "Okay yeah saying that out loud makes it sound weird." He mumbles, speeding up his speed as he finishes his food. He swallows after a moment, leaning back on the couch as he gives himself a moment to settle. Maybe he'll come down on his own.

But then again, as he looks at you, he has to remember what his mother always told him.

'don't let the food get cold'

And its your laughter in his ears that makes him smile as he crawls over you, pulling your shirt over your head as he decides no; he doesn't want to wait.

"Jungkookie, LOOK!" You exclaim as he walks inside your studio, watching as you were petting a massive dog. Maybe a great dane? Mastiff? It didn't matter at all- because you were so happy his attention wasn't on the animal next to you at all. "He's so cute, aren't you?" You say, squishing the dogs head a little. Jungkook laughs.

"Please don't tell me you want a dog now." He says, and you look at him with large eyes. "No, please, we can barely take care of ourselves right now!" He laughs. "Bring it up again when you can walk stairs without stumbling." He teases, and you stare daggers at him.

"At least I'm not scared of the fucking microwave." You mumble, as you stand up, the customer absolutely entertained by the two of you. Jungkook slaps your butt as an answer to your teasing, making you squeal scandalized. "Jungkook! That's public indecency!" You exclaim, and Jungkook laughs as he sits down on a chair in the waiting lounge you're standing in.

"If that's true I gladly get arrested." He says, and you roll your eyes as you say your goodbyes to the customer and his very lovable pet, getting your stuff to walk over to him. "Good to go?" He asks, and you nod, walking out next to him as you spot his car outside- or rather, the small van his company provided him. You have had your suspicions already as he was still wearing his work attire- this sight now spoke out clearly what you were fearing.

"Jungkook no-" You whine, and he sighs, silently telling you were right. "You promised no more overtime!" You said. "We were supposed to have a nice weekend!" You say, genuinely upset, and he can see it; the look in your eyes is pure disappointment, brows scrunched up as your shoulder slump down. "You promised." You mumble, as he opens the passenger door for you, letting you get inside the car.

"I'm sorry, but Tae called in sick and they asked who could take his shift." He explained as he drove home, well knowing that this was no excuse for you. But instead of voicing that out like you usually did, you were silent.

He did not like that.

"I'm really sorry." He says again, but you're still not answering him. "Baby?" He tries, but you're looking out the window, not sparing him even a glance. He knows he fucks up sometimes, but this is entirely new territory for him. Never had he had to deal with you genuinely upset with him, at least not to this extend- because at the moment it seemed as if you were ready to open that door at the next red light and walk right away from him.

The thought alone made him shudder- and not in a good way.

He tries again, but this time you speak; voice quiet, serious, and way too formal for him to feel comfortable with. "Just bring me home Jungkook." The way you say his name makes him bite the inside of his cheek. He's now upset at himself as well. He knew how much you had been looking forward to a shared weekend together. He should've not said anything when they asked who could take over the shift.

And as he came to a stop in front of your shared apartment, it only got worse. Because for the first time, you just got out of his car, closing the door, and went into the apartment complex.

You didn't give him his kiss to the cheek like you did every time- even when you were mad.

You didn't say goodbye.

You didn't even look back.

"I don't want you gone all the time." You whine out as you hold onto him, his hands on your back as he helps you stay where you are on his lap, your head in his neck as you breath heavily. "I need you." You say, and its one of the rare moments you're open like that. He's eating it up, drinking it in, as he holds you, palms all over your bare skin while you move lazily.

"I know, I'm sorry, I really am." He breathes out, placing kisses to your shoulder, helping you rock on his cock so you won't have to do all the work. "I need you too, I really do, I'm sorry." He mumbles, slipping out of you for a moment before he lays you flat on the bed, guiding his length back inside you as he looms over your body, kissing your skin as if he's worshipping you, as if he can't get close enough to you, his hands holding onto your middle as he keeps you stable while he pushes into you slowly.

"Faster-" You beg him, but he shakes his head, not picking up his pace at all as you whine. "Kookie please-" You say, and he shakes his head again.

"No, we got time." He argues back, and you open your eyes at that, looking to the side. "What is it?" He asks.

"We don't." You say. "You have to get up early tomorrow." You say, and Jungkook shakes his head, making you roll your eyes for a moment as you want to continue- but he shuts you up with a well practiced hand on your clit, your body reacting instantly as your toes curl up. "Jungkook-"

"I don't." He says, gritting his teeth as he finally picks up his pace. "I took time off." He breathes out. "Told them I need the weekend." His hand is eager to have you come undone underneath him as your legs move, heels digging into the small of his back as you snake them around his body the best you can considering the size difference. "Told them I got my girlfriend at home, and guess what?" He asks, and you mewl at his antics. "No one's gonna call me up. Phone's on airplane mode." You're suddenly frantic, hands gripping the bedsheets underneath you as he doesn't let up, smiles into your neck as he bites and sucks his marks. "They can fuck off while I fuck you." He whispers, and you suddenly snap, back arching as you come, his violent thrusting making you sob dryly, fingers reaching for his arms as you dig them into his inked skin.

That's your art underneath his skin, safely tucked away to be guarded from time. That's your ink on his body, your way of making him yours. And this, the way he mouths and nibbles and bites and kisses- that's his way of making you his.

He slips out, desperately rutting into his own hand as he cums onto your lower belly, his release staining the sheets below.

But it doesn't matter in that moment.

He gladly cleans up afterwards.

"Would you ever wanna live in New Zealand?" You ask him, as he makes sure not to burn any of the food on the grill.

It's your yearly holiday trip, this time in the cold of new Zealand, a camping van your home for the two weeks you'd decided to travel the country. "I mean, why not?" He tells you, turning a piece of meat over, before he looks at you sitting next to him, all bundled up in his way too large puffer jacket. It's already large on him- so it almost swallows you whole. But it also awakens something inside him, seeing you wear his clothes like that. He feels protective, weirdly so.

"Hmhm." You say. "The people seem nice here." You say, and then you rest your head against his shoulder, making him smile as his arm wraps around you- a movement almost instinctual at this point. "But I don't know, won't we miss home?" You wonder, and Jungkook shrugs.

"I don't really need a home as long as you're with me." He says, speaking it out loud without thinking as you suddenly detach from him. He looks at you, worried he might've said something too much, but you look at him so.. he can't describe it. Your lips are on his in the next second, before you go to the van to retrieve some paper plates.

"Oh my god, that was-" You say, balancing cutlery in your arm. "-The most romantic fucking thing you've ever said!" You say, putting everything onto the camping table as he chuckles. "No, I mean it. That was so movie-worthy!" You say. "I feel like I'm in a K-Drama!" You exclaim, and he laughs.

"They don't swear that much in K-Dramas." He corrects you playfully, but still smiles. "But yeah I get you. Sometimes I feel like this isn't real too. Too good to be true and all that." He says, and you suddenly squeal, making him look at you.

"Stop!" You say, before you hug him tightly.

You're looking through clothing items when you suddenly feel it.

The sudden buzzing right inside you, making your foot studder in its step as you try to conceil your reaction as best as you can. You can feel your thighs clenching, muscles contracting as the feeling of the bullet vibrator. And one look towards Jungkook sitting on a chair in front of the dressing stalls makes you want to punch him right in his pretty face.

He's got his hand inside his sweater pocket, smirking slightly at your struggle as he doesn't seem to care who's sitting next to him- or who could see you and connect the dots. He likes things like that; the slight thrill of getting caught and the literall proof that you had given him all control making him feel absolute bliss.

You're more concerned about the fact that you're about to cum.

Right inside this fucking store.

You shoot him daggers, and he simply has the audacity to smile, shrugging his arms as if he's got no idea what you mean. He tones it down a little, turning it off for now when he felt like he'd tortured you enough; stripping you of your orgasm as well. You want to whine out, complain, but you simply but the clothes back where they belong, walking up to him. "Oh? Nothing caught your eye baby?" He asks innocently, and you simply smile, shaking your head. "Alright." He says, getting up to walk out with you.

And its inside the car after he had parked in a secluded spot on a scarcely lit parking lot that he turns the device on again. "I have to say.." He starts, watching you squirm in the passenger seat, hands instantly clenching into fists as your legs squeeze together. "I'm not mad anymore I almost paid a hundred bucks for this thing." He tells you. "Feels good baby?" He asks, and you nod- but its not enough for Jungkook. "I can't hear you." He tells you, and you have to cut yourself off to not moan out loud.

"I-t.. ah- feels good.." You somehow get out, squirming and slowly growing desperate as he keeps the setting low- too low for you to actually cum. He's enjoying the show for a moment, until he reaches underneath his drivers' seat, fumbling around before the seat rolls back, making more room. You know what's going to happen next. "Can I-?" You start, and he nods, helping you safely onto his lap.

"You look so pretty like this." He praises, hands underneath your clothing as he gently fondles your breasts- enjoying the fact you've decided to skip the bra today. "Hm?" He humms against your skin, before he leans back, switching onto the highest setting. He doesn't even need to touch himself to get off, he knows that already; the sight in front of you enough to get him going. You're erratic at this point, Hips rutting into nothing as you hold your hands awkwardly in front of your mouth. Jungkook reaches out, letting you hold onto him, and he feels weirdly loving at the sight of you holding onto him so desperately. "Oh?" He suddenly asks, noticing you stutter. "Cum baby. Come on." He urges, and you want to tell him its too much, too much, but then you suddenly cum, and he tones it down a little, letting you ride it out as you clumsily fondle him over his jeans- only a few movements enough for him however to come undone inside his pants. "Shh, you're good, good job, good girl." He humms out, letting you rest against his chest for a moment, closing his eyes as he enjoys the moment with you.

He's really not mad about the hundred bucks anymore.

One thing Jungkook had come to live with was the fact that you loved everything cute.

You collected anything pink and soft and cute, plushies being his go-to present because he knew that would always be a bullseye-shot with you. They're all over the place, but Jungkook doesn't mind. Even though he can't understand the appeal of some of them, he himself understands the appeal of collecting things. And he's also not one to judge- having accepted you with every piece and habit you have.

That doesn't mean he doesn't tease you for it.

"Why's the rat wearing old granny clothes?"jungkook snorts, jumping over the back of the couch to sit next to you, who is currently trying to sew a hole on your melody plush toy shut.

"Shut up, Melody isn't a rat!" You mumble, making Jungkook chuckle as he eats his popsicle, watching you work. He really likes how delicate your hands are; they fit nicely in his hands whenever he holds them. Yours get cold a lot- and he likes giving you some warmth whenever he can.

Anything for you.

"I think its a rat." He tells you, giggling boyishly when you throw your head back, groaning. He gets up to walk into the kitchen to throw the wooden stick of his treat away, as he hears you.

"Well detective melody thinks you're a little bitch." You retort. And only seconds later, jungkook is behind you, looking over your shoulder to check if its clear- he doesn't want you to hurt yourself with the needle. Once he's made sure, he grabs a fistful of your hair, pulling it back so you're looking at him upside down.

"You wanna say that again sweetheart?" He growls out, and your sparkling eyes shout mischievously at him from below.

He loves the powerplay.

But this time you decide to ge cute, holding the stuffed toy into his face as you giggle. "Its melodys words, not mine!" You argue, and he laughs, before he pushes the toy aside, pressing a kiss to your nose before he walks back into the kitchen again. "Although I can't argue with whats been said-" you start, and Jungkook shouts from the kitchen as you laugh.

"I wasn't a little bitch last night when I was balls deep in-" he starts, and you scream over his words, scandalized.

"Jungkook, not when melody is listening!"

"So.." Jimin started, looking at your hand. "You wanna explain that expensive ass thing?" He asks, before he slaps the table. "Don't tell me its real!" He asks, eyes wide as you laugh.

"Why, you wanna steal n' sell?" You challenge, and he shakes his head, now a little more serious.

"No, I just wondered. He popped the question or not?" He asks, and you can't help the grin that spreads onto your cheeks. But before any of you can answer, the man in question walks inside, having heard the conversation.

"I did, and that means you can fuck off Park." He challenges, roughly pushing the elder away with a hand on his head, making everyone laugh at their antics. "How's my fiance doing?" He asks. "Still walking like a newborn babydeer?" He teases, and you smack his head with a printout you had rolled up. "Ow, you literally told me to go hard, don't be mad now!" He says, before running away from your red-faced form, chasing him with the printouts around the studio.

Yeah, some things never change.

And that's ok.

(c)Bonny-Kookoo. Don't try reposting on AO3 or your mom's facebook. I got eyes everywhere.

#bts imagine #bts #bts fanfic #jungkook imagine #bts fic #bts smut #bts jungkook #jeon jungkook #jungkook #bts reactions #Make Me! AU

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bonnymori · 3 years

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01 | 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫... 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭?!

chapter 01 / chapter 02 / chapter 03

Word count: 1250+

Synopsis: During a particularly boring afternoon, a muscly man with a purple worm around his shoulders has made his way onto your house- literally, smashing through your window- and, subconciously, onto your life.

Contents/Warnings: (1) Fushiguro Toji x gn!Reader, theres also Gojo cat as your cat!! (2) Reader finds Toji's worm cute; i'm sorry if you don't just skip that part (3) There's some cursing but I promise next chapter won't

A/N: I have a lot of drafts and this is the most normal looking I've got... so let's post it first ehehehhsjhd- Also, I'm remaking the structure of the posts (Megumi's one-shot is updated with the very same visual as this!), hope it looks less unorganized! Thank you for reading <3

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To think you'd let such a stranger barge into your apartment- actually, you would never imagine such a comeup. But here are we.

Right in front of you there is a man. Raven locks, black shirt, white baggy pants - is that a purple... gut, intestine thing around his chest? - and a pair of imacculate ballet shoes on his feet. The dude is knocked out cold, it seems that he barely made it through your window, only to come head first against your floor tiles. Now you have drops of blood all over the floor and counter- and, a bleeding man.

You can't tell which task will be more grueling to solve.

Because you have a working brain, of course the man comes first. No matter if your window is broken, and a handfull of glass shards adorn your countertops. And now you've accidentally stepped upon one- just then you realise the man's back must be feeling like a bed of thors- or shards, over being dragged through the floor.

So you throw his arms - which you notice, has a few cuts here and there - over your shoulders, and picks him up in a one-person carry; barely, his torso is against yours and legs are dangling on the floor, this guy must weigh the double you do. It feels like you're carrying a fridge.

From your peripheral, you can see Satoru paddle to the kitchen's doorframe, probably wondering if you were preparing a meal for him or whatever.

"I'll be back in a moment, Ru." He meows a reply, dragging his mountain of fluff back to your couch- you're certain he's taking your spot, while it's still warm.

Thankfully, it doesn't take long for you to reach the bathroom, dropping the man leisurely upon your fluffy mat. Beside all the cuts, the man has already a plentiful share of permanent scars, and none are of your business, you don't care. It's like cleaning and stitching up a old doll full of tears, by the way you're able to maneuver his limbs; you're glad he's still unconscious.

But the thing around his shoulders is not.

In a blink of eye, it jumps from his shoulder to yours, attaching itself to your back and nestling upon your shoulder. When you glance down at it, it feels like a weird looking parrot.

"Hi?" You ask, it looks back at you. "Are you like, his pet or something?" It doesn't talk, just gazes at you through half lidded eyes; so you give up on short talking it, not knowing what you expected yourself. "Let's go finish my movie then!"

You join Satoru on the couch, the cat rapidly making room on your comfortable lap; and the man forgotten, snoring soundly on your bathroom.

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A sequel and half movie later, you hear a loud thud coming from the kitchen. Even though you're aware there's a strange in your house- the sudden sound still naturaly jolts you out of your seat.

"UGH- Goddamn it-" Next comes a colorful list of slurs; a sigh makes way out of your mouth.

You round the corner, pointing a accusing finger to the strange man, who's laying on your floor again. "No cussing on my house."

"Why didn't you even clean this floor, it's loaded with glass shards."

"I wanted to finish my movie afternoon before doing so. Besides, what made you smash through there," You point to the ruined window. "to here." Then, to the kitchen floor. And finally, motioning to your whole apartment.

That was a interesting question, he expected a "Who are you?" or "I'm calling the cops!" call.

"I don't need to explain you shit."

"Think of it as an retribution, since I patched you up, answer my question."

"No."

"That, or you'll pay for my window."

A sigh. "Fine. I was being chased."

"You're a criminal, then?" You questioned.

"Yes." A devilish grin made its way to his face, showing canines and stretching the small scar on the corner of his mouth.

"Alright, just don't get me involved then."

Toji is familiar to that sort of outcome. Sometimes people man up, people weaker than him. But he knows he's intimidating, and he absolutely loves to play with the attitude of those who challenge him.

Forgetting the shart carving on the sole of his feet, he walks up to you efortlessly, towering over your frame.

"Well, are you not scared to have a criminal inside your house?"

"No, I'm not defenseless. And, you're bleeding. Again."

"Shit." Toji sits down close to the wall where it's safe, twisting his leg to bring the injured foot up to his face. He easily plucks the reddened shart between thick digits, and throws it far away from him.

Meanwhile, you bring your first-aid kit up to him, setting it down near.

"Here, use this."

"..."

"I'll do it for you then." You wasted no time, reaching for the line and thread. Once everything was stitched, you wrap a bandage around his foot, then pats it finished. "What's your name?"

"Fushiguro Toji."

"I'm L/N Y/N, lost all your bite huh?" You tease.

Casually ignored. "Why do you have a first-aid kit? Most people don't have it on their houses."

"I practice muay thai, it's useful both for me and you."

"Right. Have you seen my worm?"

"Well, make yourself at home, until your feet gets better. And yeah, your worm jumped at me like those surprise music boxes, and now it's on the couch with my cat. It's been watching movies with us."

He was beyond curious, because the worm didn't have a thinking mind nor knew what even meant to watch something. Toji limped to the doorframe, eyes widening once he spotted the worm wrapped snuggly around your very fluffy cat.

"That's some cute shit."

"The worm is gross."

"I think it looks cute."

"You're batshit crazy."

You stretched your limbs. "Whatever, let's waste some more time watching TV."

Toji sat down - mind you, taking a handful of space you were not content with - once you picked up "both" animals to make room. He thinks you're weird, seeing the fact you didn't question what the hell was that giant-purple-moving worm, and for letting in a random guy inside your house. You do fight a martial art, though, but most people wouldn't have such confidence on him - a dude build like a truck.

There's some survival show playing in the background, yet he's beyond bored watching it, so he settles in questioning your questionable manners.

"How are you so chill about everything?"

"Oh well," You seemed focused on the show, surprisement showing itself once you turn to him. "I see these things in a daily basis, so it's really no big deal after a while."

"Curses?"

"Yep."

"You-"

"I'm going to clean the kitchen. Also, I ask you once the skies darken, to leave my house."

"..."

"Is there a problem?"

"I got no hideout out there."

"Suuure you don't." You sighed. "Alright, the couch is your best option; if I hear rumbles at night, or if you steal me or something, I'll be the one chasing you."

"Right, have fun cleaning the blood stained kitchen."

"The audacity." You left with a smirk, shaking your head.

Although you're weird, so far, you're also the most interesting individual Toji has come up to par with; something in this house prickles at his skin to stay. Plus, the fluffy cat laying on his lap is very cute aswell.

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#toji fushiguro x reader #toji x reader #toji x you #fushiguro toji #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen fanfic

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sscoutregimentss · 3 years

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i know we as a collective society believe in gamer! eren supremacy. and yes, this is a good take. however, may i introduce to you: normie/fuckboy/jock eren with gamer/nerd gf. thoughts under the cut (safe for work, pg-13, also slight snk spoilers for season 3 and up!)

see, eren isnt necessarily a fuckboy. in fact, hes very loyal! he doesnt really think that way about any girls or guys except you. but hes popular romantically and had a reputation for sleeping around before he met you (not that theres anything wrong with that but ya know word travels fast across campus). plus, cmon the dude is in a frat, super hot and has a tongue piercing. he cant blame anyone for thinking he is a fuckboy bc he exudes the energy.

you are kind of the complete opposite. you dont really enjoy parties and you keep to yourself. you're a total wreck when it comes to flirting and your kinda oblivious to whenever people like you. you dont have many friends and are a bigger fan of 2d people than 3d.

either way eren finds you so so so cute. he first approached you at one of his frat parties. your roommates convinced you to come after she said that someone (read: connie) had a dance dance revolution mat, but you kinda just stuck around in a corner staring at your cup once you lost them. he looks you up and down-- your outfit was pretty cute, a short plaid orange pleated skirt, dress shirt, orange cardigan and black beret laying neatly upon your head. and your face... he couldn't help himself but try to talk to you. you were really anxious because wahhh scary sports guy you dont know but he was kinda instantly comforting? in a way? and he was freaking pretty. he looked like a final fantasy character--long haired characters were your type. the rest was kind of history.

a lot of people are shocked when they find out your dating bc you two are so different (some people are surprise eren “dates” at all) but no one dares question your relationship when they see how much eren dotes on you. he has so many polaroids of you in his wallet-- from the many arcade dates you bring him on where you decimate him at almost every game, you awkwardly posing in the hentai section of bookstores, or just candids of you being intensely focused on a puzzle in a game. whenever you guys go out to eat and somethings wrong with your meal, he'll send it back (in a polite way, of course, but hes still assertive.) or if you buy like a figurine and its misisng something hes marching up to the cashier stand for you. he always has an arm around your waist or is holding is hand in yours. sometimes you just cling onto his arm and rest your head on it (hes comfy!!!!! and you are always tired) your both pretty clingy, but you get kinda awkward when you two are around people you know so he just kinda subtly holds you as to not make a scene. its nice. hes comfy.

youve got dual monitors, a pc you made yourself, rgb keyboard, the whole nine yards. all your consoles are up to date and you keep a handheld system on you at all times. you spend most your weekends watching anime and movies and tv shows and your shelves are piled high with books and comic books. eren literally does not understand any of it. when you told him you built your pc he goes "you made all those microchippy things? youre soooo smart babe". when you talk about some of your weirder or more complicated animes he nods along but honestly he gets so lost ("so like, lemme get this straight, the kids dad's wife ate his mom?" "yeah but like she was turned into a titan so she didn't realllllly know it was the dads wife, but like she literally walks past this titan shifter so i think she knew." "thats crazy.") and he will never understand the point of otome games when hes literally right there. he actually has a really bad habit of getting jealous of characters you have a crush on but you just find it funny. sometimes he gets an ego boost when they look like him because even if they look like him he is actually real so they can suck it.

hes rlly supportive tho. erens a rlly passionate person and he loves you a lot so he pours a lot of passion into what you do. if you are into esports/fps games hes cheers you on all the time and does all the raging for you ("BABE THAT GUY IS STREAM SNIPING! HES STREAM SNIPING YOU HEY ASSHOLE STOP CHEATING OFF MY GIRLFRIEND" "eren he cant stream snipe me because i dont stream" "oh i thought that just meant cheating"/"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL HER?" "eren its okay i can just report him" "NO NO LET ME AT HIM IF HE WANTS TO CALL YOU A BITCH I CAN CALL HIM MUCH WORSE" "um guys im gonna mute my mic for a second if you need me text chat") if youre into cozy games he likes to watch you play and gives you ideas on where to put things. like in minecraft he makes you put a second bed for him even though he doesnt play and he helps you name all your pets. you get a little less intense with cozy games so you sit on his lap and he lets his hair down puts his head on your shoulder and points at where you should place stuff. he still rages though? this is eren jaeger we are talking about. ("aw, she wont move to my island." "WHAT? who does that little ugly squirrel think she is? you think youre too good for MY y/n's island? i'll shave your unibrow off. then we'll see what island will want you" "leave hazel alone! shes cute!"/"dude that hamster guy with the glasses looks like armin" "graham? what? armin doesnt even wear glasses" "no no look at it more" "oh shit youre right") rpgs/otome games are kinda a wild card with how he acts. if its an otome game and the character looks like him he is more into helping you out because it reaffirms to him that you find him good looking but otherwise he is just sulking and calling them annoying ("princess y/n... i know im just a servant, but i want to be with you forever!" "pft. get a load of this guy. clingy much?" "its romantic! youre jealous.")

one of his favorite things to do with you is cuddle and watch anime. usually he lies his face on your thighs or chest while watching and you play with his hair or he holds you in his chest and you play with one of his hands while the other goes behind his head. he grew up on some of the classics like naruto sailor moon one piece pokemon and dbz but he never got super into it until he started dating you. you put him on to soooo many good shows (cartoons, anime, and live action) hes both a crier and he is a get-angrier(?). he gets mad on characters behalfs and you have to pause the show so he can rant about how annoying someone is or he feels so bad for someone so he has to take a minute because hes tearing up. he likes slice of life anime because the friendships <3 theyre so wholesome and they remind him of him armin and mikasa but he also likes shounen because it is entertaining to watch fights. he gets really into them actually. he also has this really bad habit of whenever there is a character with no parents or a dead mom he goes "oh same" or "welcome to the club buddy" under his breath. when theres a cute couple in an anime you both like guys get matching keychains of them unless one of them dies because he thinks its bad luck. his favorite animes are haikyuu, your lie in april and code geass.

you are equally supportive of erens volleyball career. you know all the rules because sports anime and you actually find yourself really liking it in 3d as well (it is lacking in bromance and screaming but you let it slide). you go to all his games and he always texts you before his practices. has a habit of kissing you before games and one day after he kisses you go "gg ez win" as a JOKE but then they like decimate their long time rival marley university and get into nationals (is that a thing for volleyball idk sports) so hes convinced its because you did your "gamer magic". now every time after getting his good luck kiss he interlocks your pinkies and you go "gg ez win" and he goes “yes.” because to this day he doesnt know what it means (he thinks googling it is like breaking the magic)

okay im gonna stop while im ahead BECAUSE I COULD TALK ABOUT THIS ALL DAY I MIGHT JUST GO AHEAD AND WRITE SOME ONESHOTS....

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