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skzfairies · 2 years

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SOFIA KIM YOUTUBE UPDATE !

yuri has upload her first ever youtube video since pre-debut on her channel, sofia kim! sofia is the name she went by in amercia. she uploaded her chaotic and interesting video on july 1st, 2021, at 12am KST. enjoy!

likes: 978k

comments: 574k

“hello everyone! welcome to my channel :DD, today i’ll be answering your questions that you all left for me, leeeettttttssss go!”

she just stared at the camera after her intro because she had no idea what to say...

queue editor yuri arriving 😍😍

miss girl really was slouching in her bed with her hair in a very messy bun with her big ass glasses on and her classic black hoodie covering her neck and the top of her hair 😭🤞

that was very detailed but i gotta give you the VISUALS

yuri, probably sleep deprived from editing 382929 videos in one night: WHY AM I SO 🐬🐬🐬🐬 AWKWARD 😡😡

did she really put a dolphin noise to censor her cursing? ✨😍yes she did😍✨

SHE WAS SO AGGRESSIVE PLEASE YOU COULD TELL SHE WAS YELLING

she had the camera edited to look like it was shaking and everything 😭

she prolly woke up the whole dorm stop it 😭

she can’t have kq taking her channel away on the first day 🙄🙄

the CEO called her and told her that part was the funniest part of the video 😭😭

SHE WAS SO EMBARSSED

she realized how agressive she sounded so she was like ....😀

yuri, now regretting all life decisions she has made in her 23 years of living: i’m so sorry that was very agressive please forgive me-

OKAY BACK TO THE VIDEO

“okay first question, what is your most memorable moment with the boys?”

she took awhile to think about this one

there was so many good memories between and the boys so it’s hard to just pick just one

but a lot of them were very personal and she wasn’t ready to share it yet, so she just went with one that atiny had seen, she still finds it very very memorable and she holds it very close to her heart!

“it’s hard to pick just one, because the boys have been there for me so many times, and we just have so many great memories, i would say our whole time as ateez but that would be a bad answer 😭. so my answer is when we were doing a concert in LA...i’m sure you guys know where i’m going with them. um, when we performing our last song, i just....started sobbing. the worst part was it was right before my part and i couldn’t even do it because i was crying so hard. *laughs*. so it was just silent...then everyone knew i was crying...rip me.”

editor yuri back again: GOD imange crying in front of thousands yuri, what a loser 🙄🤚

she was kidding guys i promise

“but i just remember all the boys coming and hugging me and atiny cheering for me. it was just such a special moment because the majority of my family was at the concert...and i was back in my home state after a year and could see my family and old friends, but i was here with ateez, infront of atiny, and i think that’s the moment where it really set in that we made it, you know? it was so sweet too because all the boys were trying to cheer me up :(. i love them very much! okay next question before i ramble too long.”

miss bæ almost started crying thinking back on that memory BUT WE DONT TALK ABOUT IT

“do you ever want to have your own line, like a fashion line?”

her face was like 😧😧

she never thought about that but now that she does she actually want to do it

“i haven’t thought about this before, but having a fashion like would be so fun, omg that would be so cool! maybe a like....makeup collection too. ohhh that would be fun. we’ll see hehe.”

wydm “we’ll see” bestie yuri prolly already forgot about it 😀 we stan our forgetful queen ✨✨

“how have you been recently yuri? what is something you do to help your mental health? i’ve been doing pretty good, thanks for asking! i’m kinda busy currently, but i’m doing okay :D. and things to improve my mental health...i don’t know. i journal my negative feelings down and then try and think of the positives afterwards, but that can be hard sometimes. if i can’t do that i rewatch a series or a movie that i know will improve my mood...i try not to self sabotage myself 😀. or i just go into one of the members rooms and hang out with them, they can normally make my day better without realizing it :)”

bestie talks about the boys so much omg <333 she loves them with all her heart

“what are some plans you have for the future, if you don’t mind sharing with us?”

she said 😳😳😳

she was scared to answer this question because like....what if she accidently spoils something

but then she remembered it wasn’t live so if she couldn’t share it she could just cut it out 😭

“um, i don’t wanna spoil anything...so i’ll just talk about the future future , you know 😀.”

her manager was trying so hard not to laugh at her because yuri kept looking over at her 😭

“i want to get a dog, even though i have a cat i’m sure they will get along great! leo (her cat) is very playful after he’s done being shy! also...i want to...um...😀. what do i want to do? oh oh oh, i want to meet the cast of fear street! i’d definitely be shaking in my boots if i ever did meet them 😀”

miss girl is IN LOVE with deena and sam <3

“what are your goals in life? i want to be happy, and have peace. which i have that pretty much now, but it’s hard to keep. and sometimes it’s out of your control, but you have to keep going. i want to make others happy too, and i want to be an idol as long as i can, and keep making music and keep sharing it with you all!”

she also wants to marry yuqi BUT SHE CANT SAY THAT HERE 😀

“what keeps you going? what keeps you modivated?”

another question she had to think hard about 😭😭😭

STOP GIVING THE GIRL HARD QUESTIONS 😭😭😭😭

just kidding she loves them :DDD

“to be honest...yuqi keeps me modivated. whenever things get hard, i always go to her and she can always calm me down and cheer me up. she’s my bestest friend, i miss her a lot...yuqi, i love you!”

SOMGMI CRUMBS SOMGMI CRUMBS

she had the biggest smile on her face when she talked about yuqi

her love eyes were ACTIVATED ‼️‼️‼️‼️

“yuri...who inspired you to write misbehave?”

hi okay giving u guys some context, misbehave is one of the songs on her solo album and the song claim is misbehave by monsta x

um....i’ll show u one of the lyrics 😀

I love it when we misbehave // They say that we got issues, but girl, that's why I'm with you // Love it when we mess things up // Every time we argue, straight into the bedroom // And we only break up, just so we can make up // And I can hear you call my name // I love it when we misbehave

there’s others too....

it’s not the most scandalous song she’s written but prolly the most scandalous song she released minus deja vu 😀

SHE DIDNT KNOW HOW TO RESPOND TO THAT 😀😀😀😀

because um....song yuqi was her inspiration....but SHE CANT SAY THAT ???)/!/!/!/&/8//8

she quickly recovered from her shock tho 😭

did she edit out her going 😳😳 ???

✨ n o ✨

gotta keep atinys on their toes 🙄🤚

“i just wrote it based off...movies. yeah, no one really inspired it. i just kinda thought of a concept and ran with it? if that makes sense.”

yuri can never escape the dating scandals

i think everyone knows at this point she has a girlfriend 😀

“what’s your favorite ateez song? literally all of them. how dare you make me pick? but hm...i really like inception, or my way....because i wrote it 😏. just kidding! my way is on the top of my list because it’s just...really meaningful to me. i cant really pick a favorite song i’m sorry guys 😭”

this was before fever part 3 but if you asked her this now she would say rocky...no hesitation ‼️

“what’s your favorite thing to do in your free time ? minus making music yuri...rest bestie 💔”

her answer was literally going to be writing songs BUT ATINY KNOWS HER SO WELL

she was just like 😦😐 😪

“atiny it’s a crime you know me so well, but since i can’t say anything work related 🙄, my favorite thing to do when i’m free is probably hanging out with my friends yuqi....or sleeping. oh! i like to bake too! i made some cookies last night and they are so good!!! they are probably all gone by now though....💔”

she loves her boys...when they don’t steal her cookies

just kidding she loves sharing with them 🥰

“okay....last question! how do you get over writers block? ......you just don’t. i’m kidding i’m kidding! if i can’t think of anything to write i kinda just....leave it. i quit writing for a few days and just think about it, and slowly ideas will come to be. i just jot down the small ideas i have and eventually they turn into bigger pieces!”

“thank you guys so much for watching! dont forget to like, comment, and subscribe! i love you guys so much, stay safe and take care of yourself! see you next week :D”

bestie had so much fun making this !!!!

the video was kind of short but you know, this was kind of her tester video so she didn’t want it to be that long :))

but stay tuned for more youtube videos from yuri 🥰

taglist: @chaerincore @ateezjuliet @atzaria @shinyddeonghwa @m00niesk7 @enhycloud @lcvergirl

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elysianslove · 3 years

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hello there! i am such a fan of your works 🥺💘 i binge read your works when im on a break from schoolwork and aaaa you’re one of my fave writers here!! w that, congratulations for the 11k!! ♡

i would love to join your milestone event hehe with osamu please (osamu lovers unite HAHA 💗) i like to shower my s/o with kisses, esp on their face, like lotsa lotsa kisses!! my love language is mainly physical touch so i’m very cuddly. like, i don’t mind just being with him and just cuddling him heheh lots of terms between us like “cuddle time”, “koala time”, “shower with kisses” etc. i don’t really mind initiating skinship too. i’m also sentimental so i take lots of photos and videos. do expect a video for anniversaries, etc!! i also like spoiling my s/o from big gifts for his bday to little things like snacks or something practical. i’d buy him so many hoodies (just so i can steal some in the future heheh basically, i’d be the biggest simp for my bf, like my social media will be full of photos of/with him, my lockscreen’s him, and my gallery’s mostly his faces.

that’s all, thank you so so sooo much and congratulations on reaching another milestone again!! 💗✨ all the lovee

hi baby!!! <3 oh my thank you so much for your words and for the congrats!! i hope you like this, mwah <3

pls the headcanon got me so flustered bye

↬ your fanfiction trope & why: endless pining !

you and osamu were close, terribly so. everyone around you was used to how comfortable you were around each other, and if they didn’t know better, they’d assume you were dating for ages. he’s your early morning texts and your late night calls. he’s your shoulder to cry on and your safety net. he’s the first person that pops up in your head with anything, and it’s mutual too! and it’s not that the two of you aren’t aware of how much you care for one another, it’s just that you can’t bring yourself to take that step. when i say endless pining, i mean it. for years, literal years, the two of you walk over eggshells around each other. the topic of “are we more than friends?” is so sensitive that you’re frightened to bring it up lest it makes things awkward. eventually, you’ll realize that this caring, this closeness between you two, isn’t simply platonic, and you’ll laugh about it. one day.

↬ headcanon: osamu loves to kiss you, genuinely. anywhere and everywhere, from the innocent to the — less innocent kisses. he adores grabbing your face and squishing your cheeks, pressing a kiss to your pouty lips. he loves tilting your head a little by your chin to plant a wet kiss to your cheek. he loves kissing your tummy when he’s laying down with his head on your lap. he loves kissing the top of your head as you snuggle up next to him after a long day of work. he loves those good morning pecks when you’ve been up for a while and he can barely see straight and has one eye squinting and he grabs your wrist to kiss at it. he loves those goodnight kisses where he pulls you in by your waist and presses you flush against him and kisses you so cheekily that he has you laughing and smiling against his lips. he loves that sweet, short kiss he gives you the moment he sees you walk in his shop to visit him during work hours, where he’s smiling so lovingly against your lips and he can feel you smile back. he just loves kissing you, always, whenever, wherever.

#sal’s 11k event <3 #miya osamu x reader #miya osamu headcanons

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bunnyywritings · 4 years

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Hi I found your account and I’m interested in requesting iida x reader who acts like kenma! I’m not sure if your doing request so if not please ignore this!! Stay Hydrated!!!

tenya iida with an gn! s/o like kenma (hq)

[a/n: this gif makes me feel some things 😳🦋🦋 hehe anyways...thank you for the request anon! I tried my best with the prompt so i hope it’s to your liking :) I promise to stay hydrated! enjoy! -yours truly, bunnyy -`ღ´- ]

✰ i think he was a little stand off-ish at first

✰ he mistook your straight forward nature as you being rude

✰ your laid back demeanor gave him the wrong idea, homeboy thought you were lazy

✰ it wasn’t until the sports festival that he truly saw your full potential

✰ you were paired with bakugo for the main battle and he was worried because he just knew that you would be obliterated by that noisy punk

✰ oh how wrong he was

✰ don’t get me wrong, you lost

✰ BUT

✰ bakugo was able to get you all riled up, he kept hounding you about how you didn’t deserve to be in the hero course because you were only putting in the bare minimum, he pushed you to your limit

✰ kinda how midoriya got shoto to use his fire during their fight

✰ you fought tooth and nail, your school gym suit was burned and you were breathing heavily

✰ you just wanted to prove him wrong, to prove everyone wrong

✰ but, alas, you were exhausted and all it took was his howitzer impact to blast you out of bounds with a successful k.o.

✰ iida rushed to the infirmary, relieved to see that you were okay

✰ “(l/n), I’m afraid I have to apologize. it seems I was wrong about you.”

✰ you had just shrugged and told him to relax, “it’s not a big deal...” you looked away from him as you sheepishly scratched the back of your neck, not wanting him to see the burning blush on your cheeks

✰ from then on, he had invited you to hang out with the ‘deku-squad’

✰ he’d grow to absolutely love your little cat like habits (I refuse to believe that kenma doesn’t act like one)

✰ on one of your guys’ day off, he watched as you ungracefully flopped onto the couch and pulled out your psp

✰ every now and then, you would stretch and lay in the strangest ways

✰ there was one point were you had draped yourself over the arm of the couch, your legs resting on the cushions as your torso just kinda hung above the ground

✰ he was confused but let you be and sat on the couch opposite you and read a book

✰ you often played video games with denki and eijirou until ungodly hours of the morning

✰ he’d make sure to make you the best tea and make sure you at least got proper nourishment before school had started since you needed some way to regain all the energy that you would’ve got if you had gone to bed at a reasonable hour

✰ he’s definitely have to deal with a whiny denki and kirishima because he was WAY softer with your ‘why you need 8 hours of sleep to be a hero’ lecture

✰ he doesn’t realize he has feelings for you until midoriya and ochako bring it up, even shoto knew

✰ it would definitely be on his mind 24/7, he’d start to get the tiniest bit flustered whenever you were around or when you did something unexpectedly cute

✰ he’d pull you aside during lunch or something

✰ “(y/n) I have something to confess...”

✰ he was uncharacteristically nervous, “Sure iida, what’s up?”

✰ “I...well to be blunt, I believe I have romantic feelings for you.”

✰ your cheeks instantly went up in flames, heart beating fiercely against your rib cage

✰ “I...I feel the s-same way.” Your voice was quiet but he heard you loud and clear

✰ now for the fluffy couple stuff hehe

✰ whoever said iida was too awkward to be super affectionate is very WRONG

✰ he’s definitely not too into pda and neither were you so it worked out

✰ but behind closed doors...ooh honey this boy will drive you crazy

✰ the way i see it, iida’s a very determined boy so if he’s gonna show you his love he’s gonna do it right

✰ this usually happened on days that you’d convince him to relax instead of studying or training

✰ you’d push him onto his bed and crawl in between his legs and rest against him so your back was to his chest, he’d wrap his arms around your waist and pull you flush to his body, resting his chin on your shoulder

✰ he’d watch you play your games, usually asking questions as you did. You never really minded answering them

✰ sometimes, as you were playing, he’d press soft kisses onto your neck or shoulder and whisper sweet nothings in his heavenly deep voice

✰ or if he was feeling extra bold that day, he’s grip your thighs and softly massage them or he’d trace random shaped into them with his fingertips, this never failed to make you extremely flustered

✰ the tiniest grin would make its way to his lips as he watched your fingers stutter in their movements, causing you to die in the game

✰ “What’s wrong my love? Am I distracting you?”

✰ this lil shit knows what he’s doing

✰ not that it’s all that important but mans has got that shmoney

✰ you best believe that he’d buy you the game you wanted as soon as it came out just to see that adorable bashful smile of yours as you excitedly went to put it into the game console

✰ he’d definitely ask denki and kirishima to teach him how to play a game so that he could join you in your favorite activity

✰ dates would be nothing fancy, you’d rather stay at the dorms and cuddle but iida was persistent so sometimes he’d convince you to go out with him and get lunch

✰ and when you did, i was a no game zone so you had no escape

✰ he’d hold your hand from across the table and run his thumb over your knuckles, loving to watch as you instantly got shy and would look away

✰ he’d taken you on a picnic date once and you found a nice sunny spot on the blanket and curled up for a nap, he was gonna wake you up and lecture you about how inappropriate it was to nap in public but one look at your peaceful features and his heart would melt

✰ he gently ran his hands through your hair and threw all reason out the window, he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his sheet before taking advantage of the amazing weather and taking a nap with you

✰ you did it...you broke iida

✰ anyways...

✰ he had noticed that you were huffing and puffing over the last level of a game, you had restarted the level so many times and you were getting frustrated

✰ what he wasn’t expecting was what you did once you had finally completed it

✰ something that completely caught him off guard

✰ “Oh my god...I did it.” a feeling of relief washed over you until that relief turned into joy. “I did it!”

✰ you had rushed over to him and threw your arms around his neck and started to repeatedly place kisses all over his face

✰ he was just kinda frozen there as he gripped your hips to keep you in place as you peppered kisses all over his skin but once you realized what you had been doing, you pulled away from him

✰ “Sorry...t-that was s-silly.” You were clearly embarrassed, he chuckled and pulled you back into his arms as one of his hands came up to cup your jaw and tilt your head upward

✰ “congratulations my love, I’m proud of you.” He’d then place the sweetest kiss on your lips

✰ overall, baby boy loves you so much

✰ because of you, he’s learned how to relax and just enjoy some lazing around

#tenya iida x reader #iida x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #anon ask #anon request

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vintagedolan · 4 years

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alone (egd)

it’s not very often that you and ethan get the house to yourselves... and you’ll be damned if you don’t make the most of it

word count: 8k (holy shit haha)

warnings/tags: smutty smutty smut lets goooo, christening the house hehe, ITS A WILD RIDE

feel free to send in requests! and check out my masterlist if you wanna :)

It was almost like watching a scene in a sappy romance movie, but instead of the typical girl in the sundress with the handsome man, it was two handsome 6 foot tall men standing outside the airport, staring at each other uncomfortably.

“Just make sure you text me when you land. You got your charger and everything?”

“Yeah E, I’ve got it. I’m gonna miss my plane man, I gotta go,” Grayson said, but he wasn’t moving, obviously unsure of what exactly to do.

“Bye Gray, have fun and be safe,” you decided to step in, giving him a goodbye hug. He squeezed you back, swaying a little bit back and forth.

“Keep him alive and fed for me, will yah?” Gray teased, ruffling your hair like he always did before letting you go.

“I think I can manage that for four days,” you teased, stepping back. There was an odd awkwardness in the air - the twins weren’t very experienced in saying goodbye.

You stood to the side, watching them hug. It was a genuine one, with just a hint of unease in it - the boys hadn’t spent this much time away from each other since they did their one week without each other video.

When they were done, the two of you waved at Grayson until he was out of sight inside the terminal. And then you climbed back into the tesla, you in the passenger seat like usual.

And it was time for the real fun to begin.

Riding in the car with Ethan was one of your favorite little parts of your relationship. It was such a simple thing, to sit next to him in the passenger seat with the music playing. And his hand was always on you somehow - fingers intertwined, pressing kisses to the back of your hand. But it wasn’t often that you didn’t have Grayson in the back seat. This time was different.

As soon as he was merged back onto the highway, his hand was on your thigh, thumb rubbing over the bare skin left by your shorts. It was innocent enough to start, but his fingers trailed higher and higher with each mile he drove, and when you looked over he was chewing on his lip - one of his tells.

“Mind on the road,” you teased, but you opened your legs just barely anyways.

“Baby I drive a tesla. My mind can be anywhere,” he reminded you, a bit of his ego popping through.

“We’re five minutes from home,” you breathed as his hand moved further up, brushing over the zipper of your shorts. There was a nervous energy filling the car, and it reminded you of how you felt before you slept together for the first time. You felt giddy at the thought of having Ethan all to yourself, and the house empty except for the two of you, for four whole days.

“Wanna make sure you’re ready,” he said, voice low and gruff. It sent chills across every inch of your skin.

“Oh trust me, I am,” you sighed, squirming just barely as he rubbed over your skin. He knew exactly how to press your buttons and get you worked up in a matter of minutes.

“Shit,” he muttered under his breath, squeezing your thigh. He edged the speedometer up, wheels flying over payment in a desperate bid to get home even a few minutes earlier.

“Hey, we can’t fuck if you crash before we get home,” you reminded him, messing with your nails. When you looked over at him, his pupils were blown wide, incredulous. The easiest way to get him worked up was with your words, and you used it sparingly, knowing if you always said all the dirty things in your mind that it wouldn’t hold the same effect when you decided to use it. It was the only way you could even the playing field - Ethan could have you in a puddle with one touch.

He slowed down, but only a fraction, and you were itching to get home just as much as he was, maybe more. The gates at the end of the driveway felt like they took an eternity to open when Ethan punched in the code, and you had already undone your seatbelt before he even had smooth cat in park.

You both jumped out of the car, giddy like unsupervised teenagers. He took your hand, lacing his fingers with yours as he started towards the house. To your surprise, he didn’t open the door immediately. Instead, he turned to you, catching your hips with his hands.

“I have a proposition.”

“Oh do you now.”

“New house. All to ourselves for four days.”

“Mhmmm.” Not sure why we’re not acting on that right about now, you wanted to say, but you held your tongue.

“Christening.” The word hung in the night air for a moment, slowly disappearing into the song the crickets were making. Images flashed through your mind of all the furniture, the floor plan, the layout. Fuck.

“You bought a very large house, with a lot of rooms,” you started. His face fell just a fraction, and his lips parted as he started his rebuttal. You stopped him with a finger.

“We better get started.”

night one, 11pm, living room two

You’d never realized just how soft the purple sectional was; probably because this was the first time you were naked on it. Ethan had made quick work of everything you had on as he lead you in the door, past the small living room, through the kitchen and dining room, and into the small sunken living room two, as they called it.

“Odd first choice,” you mused, not really caring where you were. All you were worried about was the fact that Ethan was still fully clothed, which was wildly unfair in your opinion.

“Well, we’ve already done our room and bathroom, so no need for repeats. Not gonna do Grayson’s room or bathroom, cause that’s just weird. Figured we could work our way across the house. Living room two, dining room, kitchen, living room one. Come back and get the office, guest bathroom, laundry room.” He listed off the rooms like he was reading from the floor plan as he shed his shirt and started to work on his belt.

“You’ve really got this planned out huh. Been daydreaming about having sex with me all over the house?” The smirk on your face was playful, and he just laughed, shaking his head as he shoved his Louis V pants down his legs along with his boxer briefs and stepped out of them.

“I’m always thinking about having sex with you. Duh.” He crawled over top of you, coaxing you to lay down flat on the couch. One of your favorite things about sex with Ethan was that it was always versatile, and not just in positions. You’d had every mood of sex in the book - playful, funny, dirty, kinky, angry. You were so comfortable around each other it wasn’t even funny.

So you weren’t surprised in the slightest that he nudged your hip with his knee and muttered ‘scootch’ so he could get himself comfortable above you. And you also weren’t surprised when you both realized that there was no way in hell that this position was going to work in any way, shape or form on that narrow ass couch.

“Floor?” He asked.

“Floor,” you confirmed, following him as he rolled off you and onto his back on the rug. Now you were hovering over him, straddled over his abs. His hands found the back of your thighs, pushing lightly.

“Come up here,” he grinned, and you knew exactly what he was asking for. You maneuvered your way up until you were hovering above his face.

“Let the christening... begin,” he said in his most dramatic voice, smile wide on his face as his hands came up onto your thighs to pull you down closer to him.

“That’s the cheesiest shit you’ve eve- oh.”

“Mmmm, what was that?” He asked, pulled away from where he’d just been.

“Nothing! Nothing,” you squeaked, suddenly desperate for him to put his mouth back on you. He obliged, starting to work you over slowly. You shifted your weight onto your knees so you could get closer to him, hands going to his hair, which was finally getting just long enough for you to get a grip on.

It didn’t take long for him to set a rhythm with his tongue that has your hips grinding, thighs shaking just barely at the tension of you holding yourself at just the right height. He’s always been so damn good with his mouth, even since the first time you slept together.

But it wasn’t until you bit down on your fist as you came that you hear him groan, and he’s tapping on your thigh, signaling you to dismount. You climbed off, catching your breath and relaxing your muscles, coming down.

“What’d you bite your fist for?” He asked, sitting up and moving towards you like he had on the couch, coaxing you down onto your back again, his fingers ghosting over you.

“Didn’t do it on purpose.” You were still a bit breathless as he ducked down to kiss you.

“Well for once we don’t have to be quiet. Wanna hear you babe, while we can,” he said, more of a request than a demand. You nodded in response as he lifted up slightly, lining himself up. You let your legs fall open to the sides, giving him more room as he dipped down, grazing over your folds.

You let out the breath you’d been holding as he pushed in, moving slow and easy. He held himself up on his hands, which were splayed on the floor above your shoulders to hold you in place. You bit down on your lip, a force of habit.

He grunted above you, moving down to his forearms, rolling his hips as he shifted his weight to one side so he could bring a thumb up, guiding your lip out from under your teeth.

“What’d I just say,” he groaned, a hint of dominance creeping into his tone. You just nodded, overwhelmed as he continued to stretch you out.

“Fuck E,” you moaned, hands coming up onto the skin of his back, nails dragging down. A tiny part of your brain realized it felt weird to be so loud, but the pleasure took over that as you felt everything start to tighten, an overwhelming feeling that you’d become familiar with.

“God, I can feel that,” Ethan breathed, speeding up the roll of his hips, somehow getting even deeper than he already was. “Shit baby, you feel so good.”

“Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” you whined, pulling him as close as you could, lifting your hips up just barely to meet him. The new angle was electric, just the tiny shift making all the difference, and suddenly your thighs were shaking and you could feel him release, filling you up before he collapsed on top of you.

“Holy shit,” he breathed, rolling off you smoothly. You were only on your back for a second before his arm wrapped around your shoulder, rolling you over onto him.

“We’re gonna have to pace ourselves if we’re gonna make it through every room in the house,” you laughed, trying to catch your breath. He ran his fingers over your back, feather light over your spine.

“Fuckin’ hell, you’re gonna wear me out,” he laughed with you, reaching his other hand up to run through his hair.

“Your fault, you bought a big ass house,” you grinned, squishing your cheek against him, smiling when you heard the rumble of his laughter in his chest.

Eventually, he somehow mustered the energy to get the two of you to your feet and back towards your room, the unspoken agreement that you were done for the night.

“We should shower,” you mumbled.

“Oh yeah, for sure,” Ethan answered, crawling onto the sheets.

“E! We’re gross!”

“Totally disgusting,” he agreed, curling up further into the bed. You thought for a moment about trying to drag him to the shower, but it was no use. If he didn’t wanna move, you couldn’t make him - you’d learned that lesson many times.

Instead, you gave in and crawled over to him, peppering kisses on his bare back. “You’re washing the sheets tomorrow.”

“Deal,” he sighed, twisting to wrap you up in his arms before you both fell asleep.

morning one, 9:42am, kitchen

As you did every morning, you headed into the kitchen alone. The wood was cold against your bare feet, sending goosebumps up your legs. You’d thrown on one of E’s shirts out of habit, but skipped the shorts when you remembered that the house was empty aside from a quietly snoring Ethan.

You made yourself a cup of coffee and turned on the speakers, just loud enough that they might wake Ethan up. The playlist that was just a massive dump of every song the three of you liked started to roll through, and you danced along to it, deciding to make a more complicated breakfast than normal. If there was one thing you could cook, it was breakfast.

The boys had started to branch out and find more vegan substitutes, so you were happy to find all the ingredients you needed to make vegan breakfast bagels - an egg substitute, vegan cheese, even veggie sausage that would work great. While everything cooked away, you cut up some fruit and sipped at your coffee, getting more and more into the music as it played, especially when your favorite Cudi song came on - the boys had gotten you hooked as soon as you moved in, said it was a ‘house rule’ that you stan Cudi.

Lost in your own little world as you scrambled the ‘eggs’, the poke to your hip made you squeal and almost drop the spatula. You turned and saw E, a goofy close lipped smile on his face.

“What’d you poke me for?” You grinned, getting up on your tiptoes to kiss him good morning. He answered by poking your cheek again, then squeezing it gently between his thumb and his index finger.

“Just makin’ sure you’re real, and that I’m not dreamin’,” he sighed, brushing some hair back from your face, proud of the blush he brought to your cheeks.

“You’re such a simp.” You turned back to the ‘eggs’, cutting off the burner, happy they were done so you could give him your full attention for a few minutes.

“Am not.”

“Are too,” you countered. “Okay maybe not a simp, but definitely a sap. Over here poking me to make sure I’m not a dream,” you teased, but you loved every second of it.

“But you are a dream,” he said in his most dramatic voice, hands going to your waist to guide you away from the stove. With one swift move he spun you around and lifted you up so you were suddenly sitting on the island, now just a hair taller than him.

“I wake up to you, cooking a damn good vegan breakfast in my kitchen, with Cudi on the speakers, in my shirt-” he reached for the hem, moving it slightly up from where it sat on your thighs, obviously expecting shorts. He groaned when he didn’t find any.

Immediately, his hand was coming around to the back of your head, fingers curling in your hair as he pulled you down towards him, lips on yours. Usually his kisses were a bit lazy in the morning, but right now he was more than awake, and you could tell.

It wasn’t another minute before he was guiding you backwards and you were laying on the counter, cold marble setting all your nerve endings on fire as his fingers hooked into your panties and pulled them down in one swift motion.

He pressed kisses to your thighs, morning scruff tickling your skin as he made his way up, coaxing your legs to open for him. It was on odd sensation being out in the open like this, but you didn’t have the energy to care once his mouth was on you.

“Fucking shit,” you groaned, the sensitivity left from last night elevating things immediately.

“All good?” He murmured, looking up to you for reassurance. He knew your body almost as well as you did by now, knew you’d be sensitive.

“Yeah, yeah keep going.” You were practically begging for it already and it had only been a few seconds. He started with long, flat tongue licks that he knew would have you squirming, even if he didn’t add a finger like he did.

“Jesus E, fuck,” you whimpered, fingers grasping at the smooth counter, desperate to find something to hold onto as he worked you over. He just hummed against you, satisfied that you were being vocal and adding to the sensation all at the same time.

His tongue moved up to your clit and you gasped, sitting up slightly and grabbing at his head, fingers trying to find purchase in his short hair. It didn’t faze him in the slightest and he continued his work, knowing you were close.

“Fuck, fuck fuck fuck,” you squeaked, body tensing up and then relaxing all at once, causing you to collapse back onto the counter. You barely had enough left in you to make sure that your head didn’t hit the marble.

“Well, kitchen can get checked off,” he breathed, pressing kisses to your skin as you tried to settle back down. After a few moments he helped you sit up, leaving you to relax while he picked up where you left off with breakfast as if nothing had just happened. That was one of your favorite things about Ethan - he was a giver, through and through, and he never did anything to get something in return.

But that didn’t mean you weren’t going to repay the favor.

“You are getting the best head of your life later, so prepare yourself.” You tried to stay serious, but your voice was still a bit breathless as you came up beside him.

“Like I said. Absolute. Dream. My fuckin’ girl,” he smiled, reaching a hand around to cup your ass and pull you up against his side as he continued to cook.

evening one, 6:33pm, the laundry room

You watched him put the blue liquid into the washer, filling up the little cap and putting it into the little container on the right side. You weren’t sure why, but watching Ethan do domestic shit was one of the hottest things to you.

“Did you just put fabric softener in with the sheets?”

“Of course I did,” he responded with a smirk.

“Absolute. Dream. My fuckin’ guy.” You quoted him from earlier with a smug grin, moving from where you were watching in the doorway to right beside him. The washer started to hum, filling up with water as you spun him around so his back was against it.

“Oh?” He quirked an eyebrow, looking at you in surprise - you weren’t usually the one to initiate things, not because you didn’t want to, but because Ethan usually beat you to the punch.

You didn’t answer. Instead, you pulled on the waistband of his shorts and briefs, reaching down to find his cock, which was already rising to your attention.

“Laundry huh? That’s what does it for you?” Ethan said, trying to seem unaffected, but his breath was already catching in his throat. He always got very overwhelmed when you took care of him like this - he was so used to being the giver, sometimes he wasn’t exactly sure what to do as the receiver.

“Shhh, just relax. I told you to prepare for this, remember?” You teased, getting up on your tip toes to kiss him while you pushed his shorts and briefs down. They pooled around his feet and you followed them, sinking to your knees.

“Fucking shit.” He breathed it out, barely audible over the machinery behind him that he started to brace on as you took him in your mouth.

You just hummed as you worked him over, knowing exactly where to get him weak in the knees. He liked slow, long strokes at first, but you surprised him by coming up to cup his balls, rolling them in your hand.

“Oh fuckkkk,” he whined, thigh twitching and hand coming down to your hair. His fingers tangled in it and you didn’t ease up at all, knowing you were about to get him right where you wanted him.

You backed off for just a second, just to see his reaction as you looked up at him. His eyes had been closed for a bit, knuckles white as he gripped onto the washer. But with the loss of contact they flew open, just as you wanted them to.

With his eyes on you, you grabbed onto his hips, opening wide and taking him as far down your throat as you could. You fought the urge to gag, grinning a bit when his hips stuttered and his breath hitched. He even bent over slightly, body unsure of how to handle feeling so good.

He wasn’t even forming words anymore when you started to suck again, paying special attention to the vein that ran along the side as he practically came undone.

When your hand came back up to his balls, he was done for. He came quickly, and you let it slide down your throat, leaving him in your mouth until he guided you off.

You stood up proudly, wiping the corner of your mouth with your shirt while you waited for him to catch his breath.

“You are incredible,” were the words he chose, boosting your ego and making you blush all at the same time.

But you didn’t get a chance to respond, because suddenly he was bending down, your hips colliding with his shoulder as he scooped you up, grabbing onto your legs as he stood up.

“Ethan!” You squealed, bracing your hands on his lower back to hold yourself up. “Your ass is literally in my face.”

“You love it,” he teased, reaching up to give an easy slap to yours, making you squeak as he headed to the next room.

evening one, 7:07pm, guest bathroom

He didn’t even sit you down - he just waltzed right into the shower, opening the glass door and turning on the water.

“Cold, cold cold cold!” You gasped as the water ran over your back, hitting your shirt and soaking the fabric through.

He didn’t react to the water - he only squatted down so he could put you on your feet, hands immediately going to your waist to push you up against the wall. The water was starting to warm up, but the tile was so cold that it still took your breath.

It wasn’t helping that Ethan’s touch was making you feel like your skin was on fire, flushed and warm as he bent down slightly to catch your nipple in his mouth through your shirt. You moaned at that, back arching off the tiles when he nipped at it with his teeth.

“Not supposed to shower with clothes on,” you whimpered, already overwhelmed by just his hands on you.

“Not gonna shower, don’t even have soap in here. Christening, remember?” He whispered it, barely audible over the sound of the water hitting the floor. You didn’t have to ask his plans - he showed you, one hand moving to cup your core. He groaned when he felt a different kind of wet.

“All this, just from sucking my cock huh? Don’t deserve you, truly,” he grinned, hand coming up to the waist of your panties and yanking. The fabric tore, making you gasp.

Somehow, Ethan was already impossibly hard again, ready for another round. He pinned your hips back against the wall, foot pushing your legs just a little wider so he could line himself up. He pushed up in one swift stroke, stretching you out yet again. Somehow, it was even better than the day before, and you were so lost in the bliss you barely felt him pull your shirt over your head, leaving you completely naked.

“Fuck E, feels so good,” you moaned, arms going around his neck as he started his rhythm, deliciously slow yet fast enough at the same time. Only he could fuck you like this, you were sure.

“Tell me how good baby, tell me how I make you feel,” he urged, hands moving to the tiles behind your head as he thrust into you, grunts and groans falling from his lips with every move.

“So good E, so fuckin’ good baby, you’re so deep, fuck,” you let the words tumble out, not thinking twice about them. When he leaned in to kiss you it made you clench all over and he hissed against your lips at the feeling.

“So tight for me baby girl, fuck, my fuckin’ pussy.” The mixture of his groans and the filth coming out of his mouth was enough for you to get yourself right to the edge.

He felt it, felt you lift up on your tiptoes, felt your walls tighten and start to flutter. He reached between you, fingers finding your clit just in time. He rubbed quickly, causing you to stop breathing as every muscle in your body tensed and then you were shaking, so hard your teeth chattered. If his dick wasn’t still inside you you probably would have sunk to the ground.

He pulled out of you as soon as you were done, leaving you feeling entirely empty. You watched with hazy eyes as he turned off the water.

He came back over to you, strong arms wrapping you up and lifting you with ease, even with your skin slick from the water. You let him do whatever he wanted, just relaxing into his shoulder as he carried you out of the shower with your legs wrapped around his waist.

“We’re gonna make a mess on the floor,” you mumbled, watching the water fall off his body and drip onto the wood.

“Shhh, it’s fine,” he reassured you, pressing a kiss to your shoulder as he started to walk towards your room. You couldn’t help but feel that he was still hard, practically throbbing below your entrance as he carried you.

“Where we goin’?” You asked quietly, sitting up.

“Our room.”

“No repeats, remember?” you mumbled. “Put me down.”

He did as you asked, but there was already concern written all over his face. He kept a hand on you as you wobbled slightly, knees still a bit weak.

“Baby, you don’t have to-”

You just took his hand.

night two, 7:30pm, living room one

“Sit down,” you instructed him, pulling him towards the couch. He plopped down on the gray fabric - you knew there would be a wet patch there when you all were done, but you didn’t care.

Before you could say anything else, he reached out, hand on your thigh, thumb rubbing over the skin.

“Sweetheart, it’s okay if you’re not up for it. Really, I mean it. The whole christening thing is just for fun.” His voice was so soft - he was obviously worried that you were overdoing it. After all, you did have a history of being too sensitive for so many rounds in a row; Ethan always took it as a compliment.

But now, you were somehow still horny, and you knew he was painfully hard, especially since it was his second go round. So, you decided to prove to him that you were perfectly fine, leaning over, hands going to his thighs as you got in his face.

“Are you trying to convince me not to sit on your dick right now?” You said it slowly, drawing out your words. “Do you not want me to ride you?”

You actually watched him swallow, and he shook his head like a school boy being scolded.

“That’s what I thought,” you grinned, climbing onto his lap.

You wasted no time, bracing yourself on his shoulder so you could lift up and sink down onto him. There was barely a stretch this time, and you were glad, because you could immediately start up the pace you wanted. You went to your knees so he’d stay deep inside as you started to roll your hips like you knew he loved.

“Shit,” he choked out, hands moving to your ass, squeezing the flesh there as you leaned forward, adding a bit of a bounce to your movements - having your tits in his face was just a bonus.

“Not gonna last, fuck baby, just like that.” The words disappeared into your skin as he buried his face in your neck while you kept moving. Wanting to see his face, you tugged on his hair until his head came back up and you could kiss him.

His hands were desperate, wandering all over your skin as he tried to keep it together, lips rough against yours. It took so much focus for you to keep your pace as your own orgasm started to build, especially when you felt Ethan rising up to meet you, trying to get impossibly deeper.

“C’mon baby, cum for me.” You didn’t care that it had only been a few minutes - you knew he was so close, you could feel it.

He groaned at your words, and you gasped as his hands came to your hips, actually lifting you slightly just so he could pound into you harder. And just that slight shift of angle was enough to build you up in just a few strokes, and suddenly you were cumming with him, seeing stars as your body tried to process the third major orgasm of the day.

“Holy shit,” was all Ethan could say once he caught his breath. You were still speechless, body totally spent as you just sat there, exhausted. “Three in one day, that’s a lot for you,” he praised, pressing kisses to your temple. “My pretty girl is all fucked out huh?”

“Mmmm,” was your only response, and even you didn’t know what it was supposed to mean.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” he said, moving so he could stand up. He shifted inside you, making you whimper until he was able to lift you off of him. He mumbled an apology, hands coming around to your ass to hold you up. You rested your cheek on his shoulder as he carried you back to your room.

Ten minutes later and the bathtub was full with hot water, waiting for you as you rinsed off in the shower first, deciding your hair desperately needed washing. Ethan watched you through the glass door as he waited in the water for you, soft smile spreading across his face when you finished up and headed to join him, limbs heavy.

He sat up to help you step into the massive white tub, immediately wrapping his arms around you as you settled back against his chest.

“You remember how you said we needed to pace ourselves?” He murmured in your ear. “Well, we only have two rooms left. We’re beasts.”

“What’s gonna happen when we have our own house? We could do this every weekend,” You teased, twisting around so you could rest your cheek on his shoulder, pressing a few kisses to his neck and collarbone.

“Do you want our own place?”

You thought on it for a moment, as much as your blissed out haze would let you. “Not for a while. I like living with Gray.”

“Wait. If we didn’t live with Gray, would you just walk around with no pants on all the time?” The seriousness of his tone made you giggle.

“Probably,” you shrugged.

“That’s it, we’re moving, I’m getting on Zillow right now-” he sat up slightly as if he was going to get out of the tub, making you laugh and cling onto him.

“Stop, you know you love living with your brother. You miss him already and it’s only been like a day.”

He sighed, chest rising below you. “You’ve kept me plenty distracted.” But you both knew that you were right.

morning three, 10am, office

Your second whole day at home alone was so... soft. There was no other way to put it. You’d woken up on your own time, thrown on some comfy clothes and went together to your favorite vegan bakery, getting lattes and the best banana bread.

E had driven you up to a lookout and you’d had breakfast together watching the waves crash on the coast. And when you got home, you spent the whole day just moseying around the house, dancing around to the music on the speakers, playing cards, cuddling on the couch and watching movies.

“Can’t wait till this is us in our house with a few little mini you’s running around,” Ethan had said, pulling you closer to him on the couch.

“Mini me’s? Why not mini you’s?”

“Oh god, I wouldn’t wish a mini me on anybody, just ask Li,” he’d teased back. And the night had devolved into the two of you talking about what you thought your lives would look like in the future - living either in Jersey or LA, but definitely with Grayson as a neighbor. Two or three kids running around, not too far apart in age. You could picture it all in your head so clearly, and it had even seeped into your dreams later that night when you fell asleep on Ethan’s chest.

So when you woke up on the third morning, you pouted a bit when you didn’t find Ethan beside you in bed. You climbed out from under the covers, rubbing the sleep from your eyes and going in search of him - you wanted to tell him about the little mini-him’s you’d dreamed about, and how cute they were. You checked each room as you went along, finally hearing his voice and peeking into the office.

He was spinning slightly in the office chair, cell phone pressed to his ear.

“Yeah, I think that’s fine. If we restock in July, then we should have enough time to get enough surplus built up before the holidays.” He caught sight of you then, face lighting up. He waved you in, wanting you to join him.

You could hear the voice on the other side of the line as you got closer, and recognized it as Nathan, one of the main product managers for Wakeheart. He’d made sure not to plan any meetings for the days you had the house to yourself, giving himself a ‘mini-vacation’, but you knew he couldn’t stay away from work that long. You didn’t mind - his ambition was one of your favorite things about him.

So you simply headed over to settle onto his lap, nuzzling up into his neck as you straddled one of his thighs and cuddled up.

He pulled the phone away from his ear for just a moment, turning his head to kiss you good morning.

“Do you think we should make a holiday line? Grayson and I were talking about it, or we could just run some specific packaging deals, with mini’s or something.” He kept talking, spinning about 45 degrees in the chair and then back again, using his foot to move him.

What he didn’t realize was that just that movement was making your core shift on his wide thigh, and your thin panties weren’t doing anything to help the situation.

You still had a bit of residual sensitivity, but it didn’t hurt - now it just made it that much easier to get turned on. You tried to ignore it for a minute - Ethan always took his work so seriously, and you really didn’t want to interrupt.

But soon it was too obvious - you knew that if he didn’t already feel the wetness on his skin, he was going to soon. Almost against your own will your hips started to move just slightly, desperate for any type of friction across your throbbing core.

And of course, Ethan noticed. You sat up, trying to get a new angle and his eyes were blown wide, mouth actually hanging open slightly because holy shit, you were actually riding his thigh while he was on a business call.

With a devious grin, he bounced his leg once, and you squeaked so loud that you had no doubt that Nathan heard it. Your hands immediately went up to cover your mouth, cheeks bright red in embarrassment.

“Just my floor, sorry. What’d you say?” He played it off, pressing a finger to your lips and still smirking at you as you started to grind again, one hand going to his shoulder, the other bracing against his right thigh to give you leverage.

“Yeah, we could do two separate mini bundles, with one set for enterlight and the other with the signatures, maybe spruce it up with some festive packaging.” His voice was devilishly calm, and somehow that only turned you on more. The fact that he could be so unaffected by you literally getting off just using his leg had your skin flushed and hot, a mixture of embarrassment and want.

“We’ll have to run it past Gray once he’s back. Right now it’s just me and my girl at the house, Sterling isn’t even here, so it’s just us.” His eyes were on you, but you didn’t realize how intensely he was watching you until he brought his other hand up to grab your jaw, tilting your head back until you had no option but to stare directly at him.

You bit down on your lip hard, fighting with yourself to stay quiet as you worked yourself up, moving fast, the chair starting to creak just barely with your movements. A few whimpers still slipped past your lips and you could actually see his pupils blow wide at the sound.

“Yeah, uh, actually Nathan I think Y/N needs me for... something. Can we finish this up later?” There was a slight gruff to his voice now, the first real sign that any of this was getting to him. “Alright, talk soon. Bye.”

His phone hit the desk hard as he practically dropped it, both hands moving to your hips as his mood turned on a dime.

“God you drive me insane baby. Don’t know what’s gotten into you lately but I love it,” he groaned, gripping onto your hips as you continued to move, so lost in the feeling that you barely even heard his words.

“Fuck Ethan, I’m close, I’m so fuckin close,” you breathed, digging your nails into his shoulder hard enough to make him suck in a breath through his teeth.

“There you go baby girl, c’mon, get yourself off on my leg, c’mon, you’re almost there,” he encouraged you, starting to barely bounce his leg to give you that extra little bit of friction you needed.

“Fuck, fuck fuck fu-” your breath caught in your throat, cutting off your words as your whole body tensed up, thighs closing together to squeeze around his as your toes came off the ground and every muscle in your legs started to shake. It rolled through you in waves, keeping you tensed up for almost 30 seconds before you were finally able to breathe. You gulped down the air you’d been missing, collapsing forward onto Ethan’s chest as his arms wove around you.

“Woah. That was a good one huh?” His voice is soft as he rubs up and down your back as you caught your breath. “If you needed me, all you had to do was ask.”

“Was just comin’ to tell you about my dream,” you stood up, moving to close your legs and sit on his lap sideways instead, too sensitive to stay like you had been.

“Oh yeah? And what did my girl dream about, hmm?”

You launched into the story, talking about how the two of you had a daughter and son, both with dark curls like Ethan’s that bounced around while they played in the treehouse that Grayson had built for their kids to share.

“It really sent the baby fever into overdrive,” you sighed, tracing over his collarbone tattoo as you finished.

“You know,” he leaned down, getting closer to your ear. “If you want a baby, you gotta at least give me a chance to get my dick in you.”

“Stopppp,” you blushed, burying your face in his neck. He just laughed.

“Oh so now you’re gonna get bashful on me huh? Just came in here and rode my thigh into oblivion while I was on a business call, but me mentioning putting a baby in you, oh no, that crosses the line.”

You sat up and pouted at his teasing, but he just kissed it right off your lips with a laugh. “You know I love it, don’t be embarrassed.”

afternoon four, 3:32pm, dining room

“Babe, c’mon, if we’re late Gray’s gonna be pissed,” you called out, grabbing Grayson’s water bottle from the counter and filling it up - you were always thirsty after a long flight, and you figured he’d appreciate the gesture.

Ethan came around the corner then, taking one look at you and immediately turning around with a groan, heading back to your room.

“E!”

“You’re wearing that? You don’t even have a shred of mercy for me, do you?” He was exasperated as soon as he came back into the kitchen.

You looked down at yourself - you just had on a sundress, it was no big deal.

“What do you mean?!”

“I’m already trying to get over the fact that you’re gonna start wearing pants again all the time and you’re out here looking all... all tempty,” he pouted, and you couldn’t hold back your laugh.

“Tempty? That’s a new one. And hey, technically I still don’t have on pants,” you offered, quirking an eyebrow.

“Is that supposed to be helpful right now?” He asked, making you realize that pointing out the fact that your were in a dress probably wasn’t helping the already growing bulge in his pants.

With devious eyes, he glanced over at the clock. You had a few minutes to spare before you absolutely had to leave to avoid being late, and he knew it too.

“Ethan... no. No,” you cautioned as he started to walk towards you, but you were laughing at the fact he looked like a cat on the prowl.

“C’mon, we never finished our christening! All we have left is the dining room! You know I hate giving up.” He was pouting again, even sticking his bottom lip out as he kept walking and you backed up until you bumped into the wooden table.

“We’re gonna be late,” was your last possible defense, and even that was half assed. You were already wet god dammit, all he had to do was look at you.

“Please baby? We’ll be quick, I promise.”

You answer by turning around, bending over and reaching back to flick your dress up over your ass. His knees almost give out at the sight.

“Absolute.” He leaned down and presses a kiss to your left asscheek. “Dream.” He kissed the other, making you laugh.

“Thought we were gonna be quick,” you teased, secretly loving all the attention. As excited as you were to see Grayson, you sure as hell were gonna miss this.

“So greedy,” he chuckled, moving up to catch your thong with his fingers and pull it down to your knees. You heard the rustle of him getting his shorts down, and a gentle tap at your slit with his tip was your only warning before he pushed himself in.

“Fuckin’ shit baby,” you croaked, hands balling into fists at the sensation. You weren’t sure how it felt so good to be stretched out so nicely - surely you’d get used to it eventually, but you secretly hoped you never did.

“Hmm, feels nice huh? You feel so good every damn time,” he praised, hands squeezing at your ass as he pulled out to the tip before thrusting back in. “Always so soft for me.” He was lazily rolling his hips, giving you just enough to get you worked up but not enough to get you there.

“Fast Ethan. We’re going for fast,” you reminded him, a bit of sass creeping into your tone. You didn’t want to deal with a cranky post-travel Grayson if you were late.

He stilled his movement entirely, leaning forward to nip at your ear.

“You asked for it.”

And then he was moving, pulling your hips so he could slam into you fully, only letting go to reach around and rub at your clit, making your whole body tense up at the sudden change in pace.

“Fuck yes Ethan, fuck just like that, yes, yes yes yes,” you whimpered, a hand even coming to smack at the wood on the table as you tried to process all the sensation happening so quickly.

“Already tightening up, look at you.” His breathing was already labored as he continued pounding into you, grunting with the force of it. Neither of you were going to last long, it felt too good. “C’mon baby, wanna feel it. Cum for me, I know you’re close.”

You brought one hand down over his, guiding him to just the right spot over your clit, the callouses on his finger giving you just the right friction that had you tumbling over the edge.

You collapsed onto the table with the force of the orgasm, smiling when you felt Ethan chasing his own high and spilling into you only a few moment later, only your name falling from his lips.

It took a few minutes for you to calm down, and then you were waddling off to the bathroom to clean yourself up quickly before pulling your panties back up. Ethan watched you with a smug smirk as you tried to walk normally, his ego bursting.

“Shut it,” you threatened, pointing a finger at him. “This is your fault.”

“I said nothing.” But his smirk was enough. “Better get that figured out before we get Grayson, or he’ll never let us live it down,” he grinned, offering you his arm as you rearranged your dress and let him lead you out to the car.

40 minutes later and you were climbing out of the car, legs not giving too much away as you watched Ethan run around the car and engulf his twin in the biggest hug, both of them more than ecstatic to see each other.

“Missed you bro,” Grayson smiled, looking over at you. “Missed you too munch,” he said, throwing out the nickname that only he was allowed to call you. Once Ethan let him go he moved over to you, giving you the biggest bear hug and spinning you around. Ethan reacted before you did, reaching a hand out to keep your dress down in the wind.

“Woah, easy, that’s only for my eyes,” Ethan huffed, pulling you to his side once you were back on your feet.

“Righttt, I forgot. But hey, I’m home now, so you’re gonna have to start wearing pants around the house again. Sorry to ruin the no-pants party,” Grayson smirked, watching the blush spread across your cheeks as you whirled on Ethan.

“You told him?” You squeaked, embarrassment running through you from head to toe.

“Thanks bro, real fuckin’ nice,” Ethan said over your head before looking at you. “That’s the only thing I told him, I swear.”

“You’re so dead,” you narrowed your eyes at him, and he knew he was in for it later.

“Ahh, so nice to be home,” Grayson grinned, wrapping you both up in a hug as he laughed.

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aalissy · 3 years

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Sunset

Day 23 is doneee!! And I have another special surprise today hehe. I hope you guys like that and this haha. Anywho, lemme know what you think of this chapter bc it’s just pureee Adrienette fluff my faveeee haha <3

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Marinette yawned, finally feeling content for the first time in a while. She had finally found the time to be with all her friends. They were all sat by the Seine, eating ice cream as they slowly watched the sunset. It was a beautiful sight and it was made even better because Adrien was there with her.

Quickly, she peeked at him from where he sat next to her, not expecting him to turn and give her a bright smile. Giving him an awkward smile, she raised her hand up in a small wave. Adrien chuckled before leaning his head back to soak in the last remaining beams of sunlight. Marinette flushed faintly as the light made him look even more handsome than usual.

Whipping back around, she watched the pinks and oranges dance across the sky as the sun slowly sank, trying to keep her gaze away from the boy next to her. That was made impossible when he spoke up, however, a contented sigh leaving him, “I’m so glad I was able to come hang out with you guys today. I really needed this today.”

“Y-yeah,” Marinette murmured, “Me too.”

Adrien turned to look at her and she looked away from the setting sun to meet his gaze. He gave her a soft smile as he said, “I’ve noticed that you’ve been pretty busy lately, Marinette. I hope everything’s going well, though.”

Her heart stuttered in her chest slightly. Adrien had noticed her. The butterflies quelled slightly as Marinette was suddenly reminded of her duties as both the guardian and Ladybug. Sighing slowly, she nodded her head. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

“If you’re sure...” Adrien said, sounding almost hesitant. “Remember, I’m always here if you need to talk, Marinette. Or even if you just want to call so we can play some video games together or something. We’re your friends and I’m sure I’m speaking for all of us when I say we want you to be happy.”

Marinette sniffled quietly before throwing her arms around him, not allowing herself to second-guess the movement. Squeezing him tightly, she whispered, “Thank you, Adrien. I really am fine but that’s great to know!”

Slowly, his own arms came up to hold her to him. Blushing faintly, she slowly pulled herself back as butterflies roared to life in her chest. His shimmering, emerald green eyes peered back at her happily and Marinette bit her lip. If only she could lean in and kiss him.

Wondering if his lips were as soft as they looked, she was startled from her daydreams as Alya called her name. Scrambling away from him, she grimaced before turning to look at her best friend who was looking very sheepish. Alya gave the two of them a small, almost embarrassed grin before muttering, “Sorry. It’s just that Nino and I wanted a picture of us with the sunset, would either of you mind?”

“That’s fine!” Marinette practically shouted, jumping to her feet to grab the phone from Alya. She missed the small furrow that formed on Adrien’s brow as she walked away from him. Marinette slowly blew out a breath of relief as she began setting up the perfect picture of them. That was too close. She was meant to be getting over him not trying to kiss him for no reason.

Taking a few snapshots of the happy couple, she then handed the phone back to Alya. Her best friend smiled down at the pictures before giving Marinette an amused smirk. “So... you and Adrien, huh?”

She turned bright red before shaking her head furiously, her pigtails swaying in the evening breeze. “No, no, no! I-I didn’t mean to almost kiss him or anything. “

Alya chuckled, patting her on the shoulder. “Relax, Marinette, I was just teasing. Besides, it looked like he was into it too.”

“Really?” Marinette instantly perked up, hope shining in her eyes before she glared at Alya. “I mean no! He wouldn’t do that because we’re just friends.”

“If you say so,” her best friend chuckled before pointing over Marinette’s shoulder. “But I think someone’s missing you.”

Turning around rather stiffly, she spotted Adrien who was still sitting in the same spot except there was a bright grin on his face as he waved her over. Squeaking slightly, Marinette tried to calm her racing heart as she walked back over to him.

When she took her seat beside him, he handed her the ice cream cone she had left behind with a proud grin. “Here you go, Marinette! I kept it safe just for you.”

She practically melted at those words, taking the dessert from him as a soft smile played around the edges of her lips. “Thank you, Adrien.”

“No problem,” he chirped, “Did you manage to get the perfect picture for Alya and Nino.”

Marinette laughed, taking another bite from the ice cream. “I hope so. Alya is usually super picky about pictures with being a reporter and all.”

Adrien nodded before he turned back to gaze at the last few minutes of the sunset. She turned back too, breathing out in awe as the pretty colors danced across the sky. Placing the ice cream back down, she leaned back on her hands with a happy smile.

Engrossed in the sky as she was, Marinette barely noticed when Adrien copied her position. It was only when his pinky finger brushed lightly against hers that she realized how close he was. Biting down on her lower lip, she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. When he didn’t seem to notice, she relaxed, letting her finger nudge against his lightly.

With one last sidelong glance at Adrien, Marinette let herself sink into the beauty of the setting sun. It was nice having one truly peaceful day. Especially with the stress of being the guardian and Ladybug. Just a few more minutes, she thought to herself, I’ll get up soon and then I’ll get rid of any last butterflies. With one final glance down at their hands, Marinette smiled shyly to herself.

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no way (peter parker x reader)

summary: it’s your first day of work and you run into someone oddly familiar

warnings: fluff, normal au, based on a real experience lol

edited: this is rlly shitty i havent written in forever im sorry ksdjfbdh also i wanna add onto this mini “series”, bc like if this cute guy rlly is my old crush i-

a/n: so ofc i have like no motivation to catch up w my requests atm- im so sorry skjdfbhgdj but i had my first day of work the other day so why not write a quick blurb abt how that went hehe

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Honestly. I’m more excited than nervous. Right? Maybe because of that cute boy I saw the other day when I came into the store for my interview, but he’s irrelevant. Kinda.

You remember waiting in line and seeing him bag groceries. His brunette curls were all over the place and his pair of pretty brown eyes were focused on his task.

Ugh, I could just tell he’s gorgeous, even if half his face was covered because of his mask.

You thought to yourself as you slyly checked him out from the corner of your eye. He was wearing the stores’ shirt with some baggy jeans and worn-out new balances. For some reason, that was the most attractive thing ever to you. Maybe quarantine really was getting to you.

After the not-so-nerve-wrecking interview, you felt even more excited to start working. If they accept you of course. What made you feel that way was the fact that someone who has been working there for a while will help you out, if you do start of course. At least, that’s what the manager who was interviewing you said.

A couple of days later, you get the job. Which seemed pretty obvious, but you were stoked nonetheless. Mainly because you actually got the job and because you might get to work with the pretty boy. Then again, might.

You’re probably barely going to see him around the store and maybe that’s a good thing. You can be awkward as fuck even though you act confident from time to time. Attractive people make you nervous, you can’t help it.

Your first day starts and everything’s pretty chill, just had to sign some papers. Now you’re in some office room starting a couple of video training modules. You lean on the palm of your hand and scroll through the list of the videos you had to watch. About 33 videos and documents, fanfuckingtastic.

Some time passes by and you glance at the computer’s time realizing it’s time to start your lunch. You shift off the headphones you were using and stand up, telling your newly acquainted coworker that you’re taking a lunch.

Okay. What do I do now? I clock out, right? Then go grab some lunch. Okay? Cool. I got this.

You breathe out and walk to the back of the store, then towards the break room to clock out. You let your manager know you’re going to go the nearby Starbucks to grab some lunch and begin to head out the store with a sense of relief rushing through your body.

That sense of relief immediately diminishes when that cute guy, stops you from leaving. “Hey, are you a courtesy clerk?” he asks, smiling at you beneath his mask.

You notice his eyes slightly squint from smiling making your stomach fill with butterflies. You nod slowly, “U-Uhm, yep.”

He stifles a laugh and holds up some empty bottle, walking up to you. You gulp and glance at him, “Could you please refill this with sanitizer for me? It’s in the back of the store, by the janitor’s closet.”

“Yeah sure,” you take ahold of it but instantly realize you don’t know where that is, “I-I’m sorry, where is that a-again?” you let out a breathy laugh.

He chuckles, “It’s uhm, somewhere in the back. I have to help these customers out but just ask someone. They’ll know. Thank you!” he walks back out to the front of the store.

Okay, fuck. Just help the cute guy. Doesn’t matter that you’re on lunch, just go.

You inhale deeply and quickly walk away, doing his favor. You come back and walk up to him, keeping a distance. “H-Here,” you say quietly but notice he’s too focused on helping others to hear you. You bite your lip nervously out of habit and watch him.

His eyes look so familiar. Almost like. No way? Could it be, Peter Parker from freshman year? Shut the fuck up, no way.

You feel your heart begin to race at the thought. You glance at his outfit to check for a name tag but didn’t catch anything.

Shit.

You look back up at him when you notice him come close, “Sanitizer, right?” he chirps.

You nod, “Y-Yeah.”

“Thanks,” he goes back to his job. You make your way past him with widened eyes and walk out the store to Starbucks.

That did not just fucking happen. He’s so cute, oh my god. Wait, could that really be him? It went by too fast, shit! Oh my god. I got over Peter Parker two years ago, did he really have to show up now? No, no fucking way it’s him. Whatever. I’ll find out his name eventually. Then, I guess we’ll see.

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peachymarkeu · 3 years

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𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰: NCT 127 x OC

𝓖𝓮𝓷𝓻𝓮: Fluff, Angst & Suggestive

𝓢𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓻𝔂: What is it like being an 18 year old girl that had just moved into her new apartment and then suddenly meeting the people she would consider to be her brothers while being away from her parents?

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 5: 𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 18!?

Taeil Oppa and I were headed down to their unit. While riding the elevator to the 10th floor we were wrapped in silence. It wasn’t awkward as I thought it would be knowing that I broke down in front of him earlier. I felt quite comfortable until reality hit me hard and made me realize that I was actually going to enter NCT’s dorm again. So many things were going inside my head as seconds went by

‘Do I look like a mess?’

‘What if I disturb them?’

‘What if they find it annoying seeing me in their unit again?’

‘What if this was a bad idea?’

‘Why did I agree to this?’

‘Actually, why is Taeil Oppa so convincing?’.

I was slightly panicking inside my head that I didn’t notice that Taeil Oppa noticed this.

“Are you alright?” he asked me while looking at my worried face.

“Um... Yeah, just a little nervous. Hehe…” I said to him.

“Aye, no need to worry the guys are cool. You’ve met them before they aren’t that bad.

The elevator voice announced the floor and the doors opened. I was walking right beside Taeil Oppa until we reached the front of their unit. From outside, I could hear a guitar playing, people laughing and another singing Because I Love You by Yoo Jae Ha. Taeil Oppa punched in the passcode and opened the door. I was now able to distinguish who were the ones making the certain noises. Mark Oppa was the one playing the guitar, Jungwoo Oppa was the one singing and Yuta Oppa and Jaehyun Oppa were laughing at a video they were watching on their phone.

“Yah, guys! We have a visitor.” Taeil Oppa shouted which made everyone turn their heads towards the entrance door.

“A-annyeong.” I said to them while waving my right hand.

“Oh, Yuna-yah. What are you doing with Taeil Hyung? Where did you guys go?” Jaehyun Oppa asked.

“Yuna was upstairs in the building's veranda. We had a short talk then I invited her over for some ramen because it was getting quite chilly.” Taeil Oppa said while taking off his shoes and putting on some slippers.

“Yuna-yah put your shoes inside one of the cubbies and here are your slippers.” he said to me.

I did what he told me to do and out my shoes inside of the cubbies. I wasn’t surprised that there was only one cubby left vacant. I then put on the gray indoor slippers that were quite comfortable and warm. Taeil Oppa then led me further inside their apartment and into their dining area where Mark Oppa was playing guitar. He pulled out a chair for me and told me to sit and wait while he makes ramen.

“Yah, Hyung makes some ramen for us too please. We’re hungry as well.” Jungwoo Oppa said in a very whiny voice which made me smile.

“Arraseo, arraseo, I’ll make for everyone.” Taeil Oppa said while getting ramen from their kitchen cabinets.

While waiting for Taeil Oppa to finish making the ramen I was admiring how good Mark Oppa was playing the guitar. I always wanted to play the guitar but while trying to learn through Youtube I gave up really quickly because of how it hurt to play chords. I didn’t realize that I was staring until Mark Oppa caught my attention.

“Yuna-yah, do you know how to play the guitar?” he asked me.

“A-aniyo. I tried before but gave up quickly hehe.” I told him.

“Ah, sorry is it ok if I ask you how old you are? I’ve been addressing you informally and never thought that you might actually be older than me.” he said while scratching the back of his neck.

“Ah, I’m 18 years old.” I told them.

“Eh you’re 18?!” All of the boys said at the same time.

“Nae” I said while giggling softly because of their reaction.

“And you’re living all alone?” Jaehyun Oppa asked me.

“Nae” I said again

“Wah, then you’re our dongsaeng.” Taeil Oppa said and I smiled at him.

“Ah, can I ask something?” I asked them in a very careful manner knowing that we still aren’t that close.

“Shoot it.” said Jungwoo Oppa.

“Um, would it be ok if I address you all as Oppa knowing that you’re all older than me?” I asked them again.

“Mhm, no problem with that.” Jaehyun Oppa Said while smiling.

“Aye Mark isn’t the only one who will be calling me Oppa anymore.” Yuta Oppa said which made Mark hit him playfully.

“Yah, yah move the ramen is ready.” Taeil Oppa shouted while holding the hot pot full of ramen.

He placed the pot in the middle of the dining table. I saw Mark Oppa grabbing utensils from the kitchen drawer so I decided to go and help him.

“Oppa let me help you.” I told him.

“Oh, gomawo Yuna-yah” he said while giving me the bowls.

I went back to the table and placed the bowls in front of each vacant chair. Mark Oppa followed by putting down the chopsticks and spoons beside the bowls. Yuta Oppa helped put ramen in each of the bowls.

“Ah, I’ll get the kimchi.” Jungwoo Oppa said and ran towards the refrigerator.

I saw him take out the kimchi container that I gave to them before. Their container was half full so I knew that they were eating the kimchi. Jungwoo Oppa then opened the container which covered the room with the smell of my kimchi. He even took a small sniff of my kimchi.

“Ahh Yuna-yah thanks for the kimchi. We’re really enjoying it.” Yuta Oppa said to me with a smile.

“You’re welcome Oppa. I’m glad you liked it.” I said to him back while smiling.

“Uwa, I can’t believe I’m being called an Oppa right now.” Mark Oppa said.

“Yeah I can see, your ears are turning red.” Jaehyun Oppa said which made us all laugh while Mark was trying to cover his ears.

“Yah, it’s because of the cold weather.” Mark Oppa argued while rubbing his ears to probably make his ears less red.

“Ok everyone sit down so we can start eating.” Taeil Oppa said while taking the seat right at the end of the table.

I sat on my seat again and Jaehyun Oppa sat beside me while Jungwoo Oppa sat in front of me. Mark Oppa sat beside Jungwoo Oppa and Yuta Oppa sat at the other end of the table.

“Jal Meoggessseubnida!” we all said at the same time and started to eat our ramen.

A few minutes passed and all I could hear was slurping and chewing. I saw them get kimchi and enjoy them very much.

“Wah, Yuna your kimchi is really good. How did you learn how to make it?” Mark Oppa said while getting more kimchi from the container.

“Ah, I used to help my Eomma in the kitchen a lot when I was younger so I kind of got the skills from her.” I said then took a sip of the ramen broth.

“Taeil Oppa the ramen is really good.” I complemented. This is actually one of the best ramen I ever tasted.

“Of course he is our one and only Chef Moon. Hyung show Yuna your intro.” Jungwoo Oppa said.

“Master Moon. You know what I’m sayin.” he said while making hand gestures. I clapped at his little intro.

We continued to eat until we all finished our ramen. We we’re all so full but Jungwoo Oppa decided to get the ice cream that they had in store. Before he could bring it to the table he dropped it which made Mark Oppa and I laugh very hard.

“Hyung you dropped the ice cream again.” Mark Oppa said between his laughs.

“Um mian Yuna-yah you’ll be tasting a bit of our floor in the ice cream.” Jungwoo Oppa said which made me laugh again.

“Aniya gwenchana Oppa, it's still ice cream. Plus it didn’t reach 5 seconds.” I said while catching my breath.

We proceeded to eat the ice cream that fell on the floor. We even had a few conversations and a few laughs here and there. Then Jaehyun Oppa asked a very important question.

“Ah, Yuna, do you know NCT?” he asked while taking a bite of his ice cream.

‘Shit what do I say?’ I thought in my head.

‘Should I lie to them or tell them the truth?’

If I lie to them, I would have a very hard time since I indeed am a fan of them. If I tell them the truth they might not speak to me again being the professionals that they are. But I don’t want to cut ties with them already. We were just warming up with each other.

‘Ottoke what should I do’ I thought, slightly sweating.

“Um…”

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paladin-lynx · 3 years

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SquipJere Week 2020, Day 6: Sexy Anime Cat Girl With a Tail

@squipjerebmc’s SquipJere Week 2020 Day 6: Sexy Anime Cat Girl With a Tail

Ships Involved: The SQUIP x Jeremy Heere (Technical Difficulties/Squipemy/Squeremy/JereSquip/SquipJere)

Setting: Canonverse, set in the time interval between “Loser Geek Whatever” and “Halloween”.

Trigger/Content Warnings: non-graphic mentions of masturbation; sexual situations and implications but no graphic depictions of sex; anthropomorphic/furry characters; tail kink; kissing; grinding; groping

Author’s Notes: Am I posting this weeks after the event already ended? Maybe. I ended up starting this piece when SquipJere Week was still happening before I fell out of my groove, so hopefully I managed to pick up where I left off well enough. This one’s a little spicier than the others, as you can probably tell from the warnings, hehe. Enjoy!

The SQUIP had been working long and hard to condition Jeremy to not think about sex nearly as often as he used to, and the fact that it seemed to be successful thus far in its efforts was nothing short of amazing. Jeremy had gone from feeling the need to jerk off every morning like clockwork to actually being able to get through an entire day without thinking about something lewd. The only time he ever got a pass was when he was with Brooke, but he hadn’t been seeing her much outside of school lately. She was just a stepping stone to get to Christine anyway, and while she was attractive and sweet, Jeremy wasn’t really all that into her. And that made him feel bad about using her as some kind of practice dummy.

“She’s used to it,” the SQUIP would say while squeezing his shoulder reassuringly. “She’ll move on to someone else quickly enough. You don’t have to be concerned about hurting her.”

That didn’t really make Jeremy feel much better, but he had always been someone who worried constantly about what others thought of him or how they felt about things he’d done. It was a big part of why he’d gotten the SQUIP in the first place – no one would ever see him as anything more than the awkward cardigan-wearing loser who spent all his time playing video games and getting high in his only friend’s basement. Michael had always been perfectly content to march to the beat of his own drum and didn’t seem to really care about anyone’s opinions of him, and he seemed to just assume Jeremy felt the same.

But Jeremy yearned to be somebody. He didn’t want to just survive every day and wait for the next day to be exactly the same. He wanted to live and have a life.

And so the SQUIP helped him to thrive in all areas. He dressed better, he walked more confidently, he was doing well in school and in the drama club. He was getting closer every day to all the cool kids and Brooke seemed completely enamored with him.

Of course, he was still a teenage boy. And teenage boys had urges. And while Jeremy could rein in those urges when he was awake and alert, that most definitely wasn’t the case when he was asleep.

He hadn’t been thinking about anything particularly sexy in nature before going to bed – at least, he was pretty sure he hadn’t, or else the SQUIP definitely would’ve had something to say about it – but that didn’t seem to matter. The dream had started out simple enough. It was almost boring, really. He was lounging on his bed, playing around on his phone, with the SQUIP laying beside him and watching quietly. The SQUIP as of late had been indulging itself more in the simple pleasures of human life and seemed content to observe Jeremy just existing rather than criticizing his every thought and action. Ever since it had realized it may be able to feel and Jeremy had assured it that he did really like having it around, it had taken to merely being near him when things were calm.

But all too quickly, the dream shifted away from the PG. The SQUIP smirked and reached over to take his phone – something that dream logic apparently decided was a thing that the SQUIP could actually do – to set it aside, and then didn’t hesitate to climb on top of him and straddle his waist. The SQUIP felt surprisingly more solid than normal, and while it was normally a bit cold to the touch, it actually felt rather warm now, like it was flesh and blood and not just a projection from Jeremy’s mind.

There was soon a hungry mouth on his and they were kissing, Jeremy wrapping his arms around the SQUIP and curling his fingers into the back of its cloak. However, when he pulled back, he realized the face looking at him was not that of Keanu Reeves, but instead a rather well-endowed girl with big, unmistakably anime-styled eyes, shining an ever familiar bright blue. She had long flowing black hair and atop her head proudly sat a pair of cat ears, and the cloak Jeremy had been holding onto was replaced with a rather short dress covered in a circuitry pattern. And Jeremy was pretty sure he could see a long black tail waving behind her.

Jeremy gawked for a moment but he did seem to have enough brain power to comprehend that this was still his SQUIP – he remembered way back when it had said one of its potential forms for him was that ‘sexy anime cat girl with a tail’ – and that seemed to be all the go-ahead the SQUIP needed to dive back in and kiss him again. Jeremy felt like there was fire under his skin as he kissed back, one hand shifting down to toy with the SQUIP’s new tail, causing it to mewl into his mouth. And of course that only spurred Jeremy on more.

The dream only escalated from there. Clothes disappeared at some point and the SQUIP’s mouth was everywhere on him, skilled and teasing. Given that the SQUIP was in Jeremy’s mind, it of course knew all the right ways to get him to writhe and moan. It could have only been a few seconds or it could have very well been hours when the SQUIP finally climbed back into his lap, a grin on those feline lips, and sank down onto him.

Jeremy woke up choking out a gasp, gripping his sheets and realizing rather quickly that both them and he were drenched in sweat. He had to take a moment to catch his breath, feeling as though he had just run a mile, and when he noticed that his pajama pants were feeling rather sticky, he quickly realized what had happened.

“Oh my God…” he mumbled, rubbing his hands over his face before pushing back the hair slicked to his forehead.

“I see you had quite the dream.”

Jeremy yelped at the sudden voice, scrambling to sit up and ending up tangled in the blankets for a moment. He stared with wide eyes at the SQUIP – in its usual form, thankfully – sitting in his desk chair, glowing that gentle blue against the darkness of the room. It was the middle of the night, judging by the fact that it was still dark outside, as well. The SQUIP was grinning slightly at him, looking thoroughly amused.

Jeremy just blinked dumbly at it for a moment, his mouth dry. “D…did you do that?”

“Oh goodness, no, Jeremy. I may be inside your brain, but the subconscious is not a realm that I can delve into. It’s much too complex and I wouldn’t want to potentially damage your mind by interfering with it.”

“But…you still saw it?”

The SQUIP hummed. “Bits and pieces. And, well, clearly you have a pretty vivid memory of it, so…” Its grin widened a fraction. “I can see it all now as you think about it.”

Jeremy’s entire face burned and he quickly tried to put the dream out of his mind, although he knew how this worked – now that he was actively trying not to think about it, it would result in him just thinking about it more whether he wanted to or not.

“Are you gonna shock me or make me do push-ups?” he asked warily.

The SQUIP tilted its head to one side, gaze sweeping up and down Jeremy’s body in a way that made him swallow a lump in his throat.

“…I’ll let it slide this time,” it murmured, chuckling. It smiled at him again, waving a hand dismissively. “Change out of those clothes. You’ve soiled them.”

Face still feeling hot, Jeremy slid out of bed and went to grab a fresh pair of pajamas, trying to ignore how he could feel the SQUIP’s eyes still on him. He did take a moment to grab some tissues and clean himself up and soon enough he was changed, although he frowned as he looked back at the bed and realized his sheets were still soaked. He didn’t like making the bed on a normal day, let alone in the dead of night. He could probably just deal with it, or sleep on the couch, although the latter option would raise some questions from his dad in the morning – if he cared enough to be inquisitive, anyway.

“Whatever,” he sighed, pulling the blankets up so they covered the dampened sheets and he could lay on top of them. He shifted so he could flip his pillow over, as well, humming contently at the cooler side pressed against his cheek and closing his eyes. Everything was peaceful.

“Jeremy…”

His eyes shot back open when the SQUIP’s voice came out much higher-pitched and sing-songy than normal. He was about to sit up when he felt himself pressed back onto the bed, weight pushing against his shoulders and waist. The SQUIP suddenly appeared atop him, grinning wickedly as it took the form of the very same cat girl he’d seen in his dream. The only difference now was that its touch was cool against his skin rather than warm.

“L-Ly?” he managed, blinking up at his SQUIP with wide eyes. “Wh…what are you doing?”

It chuckled – more like purred, honestly – and leaned in close. “You keep telling me to find things that I enjoy,” it murmured, tail flicking in amusement. “And I’ve come to conclude that I do very much enjoy seeing you all flustered like this. Do you like this form of mine, Jeremy? We both know about your attraction to anthropomorphic characters and…well, I believe you also have an affinity for tails, right?”

Jeremy tried to say something, to retort, but he just ended up letting out a rather pathetic squeak because of course the SQUIP was right. Michael teased him all the time – lovingly, of course – for being a furry, and he was never going to let Jeremy live down that one time he’d accidentally admitted that he thought Thalia would look cute with a tail.

But the SQUIP had worked so tirelessly to keep Jeremy from doing anything that would incite sexual thoughts, and yet here it was, seducing him. Was it seducing him? Jeremy wasn’t completely sure he was actually awake yet, to be honest.

But even if the SQUIP wasn’t nearly as warm as it’d felt in Jeremy’s dream, this did feel much more real in a way he couldn’t quite figure out. Maybe it was simply because he was, in fact, no longer dreaming and his brain could better process the situation – although he definitely still felt like he was at a loss.

“I…” was all that fell from his lips when he tried to speak again.

The SQUIP grinned, eyes bright with amusement and mischief, and it closed the gap between them. The feeling of the SQUIP kissing him was tingly and, dare he say, electrifying. It wasn’t like kissing Brooke, which was all warm and wet and messy. Even while insistent, every move the SQUIP made was precisely calculated and its lips were still cool against his, firing off all the right nerves to make it feel like there was something actually there.

It was so obvious to Jeremy that he was kissing nothing more than a glorified figment of his imagination, like this was just another fantasy. But he didn’t care. He liked it. His chest bloomed with warmth and his stomach was doing somersaults, and he couldn’t help letting out a soft whine against the SQUIP’s mouth. He wasn’t entirely sure why the SQUIP was doing this or if this was all some elaborate trick, but he threw caution to the wind and gripped onto the back of that dress like he had in his dream, pulling the SQUIP more against him. Their chests brushed and the SQUIP’s hips slid against his in a way that made Jeremy arch up with a gasp, and the SQUIP didn’t hesitate to take the opportunity to slide its tongue into Jeremy’s mouth. It was a little weird since it wasn’t wet and gross like a human tongue would be – Frenching was still something Jeremy was getting used to when it came to Brooke – but he could taste the SQUIP all the same.

It eventually pulled back and Jeremy sucked in a breath, having apparently forgotten that oxygen was a thing that he needed. The SQUIP looked entirely unfazed, still sitting triumphantly atop him with that wide grin. Jeremy’s chest heaved, his body growing warmer, and while he still wasn’t sure if this was some weird test, he gave in to his desire and tugged the SQUIP down again, kissing it once more. He felt the vibration of a chuckle against his mouth and for a moment Jeremy thought the SQUIP might just stop and leave him yearning, but then it was kissing back with just as much hunger.

Whining again, Jeremy let his hands drift down. He could feel the soft, silky fabric of the SQUIP’s dress as if it were really there, although there was a slight buzz at his fingertips, as if he was touching active wires. No one else would ever feel like the SQUIP, and that sent an odd sort of thrill through Jeremy. He couldn’t help wondering, in the back of his mind, if some people got SQUIPs for things like this. After all, if something was inside your brain, it knew exactly how to make you feel good, right? Although he supposed there were probably some drawbacks to SQUIPs only being able to project a holographic form. It wasn’t an actual, physical body like an android or something would have.

But those thoughts were hardly present in Jeremy’s mind as he lost himself in the moment. The SQUIP’s hips gave another teasing little roll that had Jeremy whimpering and on a whim he let his hands slip down to the SQUIP’s ass, wanting to pull on its tail.

So he had a kink. Sue him.

However, as he felt around, kneading at the soft skin, his brow furrowed when his fingers never found a tail. He pulled out of the kiss and opened his eyes, squeaking and turning bright red when he realized he was no longer looking that cute cat girl in the face, but instead a familiar Keanu Reeves lookalike.

The SQUIP, naturally, was still smirking like it was having the time of its life. “Problem, dear?”

“Y-you…” Jeremy tried, but he had no retort. He would’ve thought that the want – the need, nearly – to have the SQUIP close, kissing and touching it, would instantly fade away upon seeing the SQUIP’s usual form. After all, Jeremy saw it all the time and while it was an attractive face, it wasn’t one that Jeremy had thought about kissing – okay, well, maybe a couple of times, but that was just because his mind liked to imagine most things in a sexual way, horny teenage boy that he was. The cat girl had made him feel so many things and he hadn’t been able to help himself.

However, to his surprise, he found that even looking at this face he’d been seeing every day, 24/7, for the past few months, the urge to be close wasn’t going away.

“I…” he mumbled, suddenly feeling very small, his hands hurriedly falling from the SQUIP’s back where they’d been lingering. He shouldn’t be feeling this. He shouldn’t have felt it before even with the SQUIP’s rather sexy new form, but he definitely shouldn’t be feeling it now.

The SQUIP definitely sensed his hesitation and seemed to soften up a bit. Jeremy swallowed the lump in his throat as he felt a wave of calm wash over his mind and he sighed quietly, his muscles relaxing against the bed beneath him.

“There you go, love,” it cooed and, after giving Jeremy a moment to process, it leaned down to press their lips together again. This time it was gentler, more a brush against his mouth than a kiss proper, and Jeremy felt the weight against his waist lift slightly. Jeremy just lay there for a moment as the SQUIP kissed him before his eyes fluttered shut and he almost shyly kissed back, like it was his first time.

It only lasted a few seconds and then the SQUIP pulled back, shifting to move off of Jeremy and lay beside him on the bed. It gently ran a hand up Jeremy’s arm, and Jeremy felt the hairs there rise up at the cool, slightly static-y touch. “Are you alright?” it asked.

Jeremy blinked and ended up coughing out a laugh. “You’re asking that now?”

It frowned, eyebrows furrowing. It tilted its head slightly – analyzing, calculating, predicting. “…I apologize,” it murmured, still tracing along Jeremy’s arm. Jeremy almost wondered if it was fidgeting like that. “I suppose I got an…impulse and I got carried away with it. I shouldn’t have pinned you down. And I shouldn’t have kissed you or moved against you like that. It was highly inappropriate.”

Jeremy just stared. The SQUIP had definitely been acting more and more like a human lately as it explored what it wanted outside of just being Jeremy’s coach, but never had it sounded so ashamed, like it truly thought it had done something wrong. Jeremy’s mouth fell open slightly in surprise and he scrambled for something to say.

“I…I mean…” he started. “You…would’ve known if I didn’t want it, right? You’re in my brain. You…knew I was enjoying it.”

“I believe most would call that ‘taking advantage’ of you, Jeremy.”

“I could’ve told you to stop. Even if my mouth was, er, preoccupied, I could’ve thought at you.”

“Would you have done that, though?”

That had Jeremy faltering and he had to consider it. And he realized he wasn’t sure. Even if he had been uncomfortable, he’d been so overwhelmed by all the sensations the SQUIP was making him feel that he wasn’t sure he would’ve been able to properly convey that he didn’t want it. And even if he could’ve, he might’ve ended up being too afraid of the SQUIP’s disapproval that he wouldn’t have said anything at all and just let it happen.

The SQUIP, of course, could hear all of his thoughts on the matter and huffed softly. “Exactly.”

Jeremy’s brow creased. “You’re acting like I’m mad at you.”

“You should be.”

“Well, I’m not. I’m…confused, really, more than anything else.”

The SQUIP sighed. “I would imagine so.” It paused, processing once again. “…I’m honestly not…entirely sure why I did that. Like I said, it was an impulse.”

Jeremy raised an eyebrow. “But you always run predictions and stuff. You had to of seen what would come after if you acted like that. Was this…all because of my dream? Did it like, mess with your code or something because I dreamed about you?”

“You’ve dreamt about me before, Jeremy, that isn’t how this works,” the SQUIP scoffed, and Jeremy was glad that it was at least well enough to criticize his lack of knowledge about supercomputer pills. “…I suppose I wanted to tease you a little, as it were, about this particular dream, but that was all. I had only planned on changing my form for a brief moment, but once I was on top of you…” It trailed off and Jeremy felt a buzz at the back of his head that he was already learning to recognize as the SQUIP’s version of being flustered.

“…Yeah?” he prompted.

Its form flickered for a moment. “…Nothing else mattered,” it murmured. “Of course I saw the plausible futures. Of course I knew what a bad idea it was. But…I didn’t care.” Its expression twisted in frustration. “Why didn’t I care…? Am I defective?”

Jeremy wished he could answer, but he truly didn’t know. However, he’d learned a fair bit about the SQUIP in these last few weeks. Maybe he still didn’t completely understand how its programming worked, but he knew what he saw and he could sometimes feel things through their connection, even if it was difficult to discern exactly what it was he was feeling. And while Jeremy had never been the best at puzzles, he could still recognize patterns when he saw them. There were sensations he’d feel when the SQUIP seemed happier than usual, and on the opposite end of the spectrum there were things he’d feel when it was particularly agitated.

So, he had a theory. “Maybe you wanted it.”

The SQUIP blinked at him before tutting. “I’m a mach—”

“Yeah, yeah, you’re a machine, you don’t feel, you don’t ‘experience emotions’ like I do. You’ve told me that a gazillion times, but I’m starting to think it’s just bullshit.”

Jeremy almost laughed at how scandalized the SQUIP looked. “Excuse me?”

He sighed. “You obviously feel things, Ly. You sing because you think it’s fun. You get annoyed when you find stupid bugs in the video games you run around in. You like to poke fun at me and call me things like ‘love’ and ‘dear’ because you think my reactions are funny. So…so maybe you wanted to kiss me because, I don’t know, you thought you’d like it?”

The SQUIP’s gaze swiveled back down and Jeremy once again felt that buzz as it considered his words.

“…Did you like it?” Jeremy asked after he didn’t get an answer for a bit. It had definitely seemed like the SQUIP had enjoyed itself, acting like it owned him, but then again, the SQUIP also did things to experiment and test results, so it could have just continued on to see what would happen.

“…I did,” it finally said, whispering so quietly Jeremy almost swore he misheard it.

The buzzing at the back of his head was growing more insistent and Jeremy could tell that the SQUIP was trying to make sense of this entire situation. It was strange, because Jeremy figured that by now the SQUIP would’ve come to accept that its A.I. had evolved to the point where it could actually experience things similar to how a human could, since they’d had so many conversations like this before, but it seemed that it still had its limits on what it deemed acceptable. And while his SQUIP definitely had its quirks, Jeremy doubted that there was anything inherently wrong with it. After all, it scanned itself regularly for problems in its software, so it wasn’t that – unless something had slipped under the radar, but Jeremy doubted that, too.

Deciding to take initiative for once in his life – although he supposed he had the SQUIP to thank for that, with all its work to boost his confidence – he gently put a hand on the SQUIP’s cheek, turning its face to him. He was a little surprised that it actually worked, considering that he had no real control over the projection, but the SQUIP still blinked at him.

“Remember what you said, that you just acted without thinking about the consequences?” he asked. “We’ll worry about all this later, just…for now, go back to that. Do what you want to. Don’t think about what it all means.”

The SQUIP looked like it wanted to protest for a heartbeat but then its expression softened and it nodded, leaning in and kissing Jeremy again.

Jeremy, of course, gently pulled the SQUIP closer against him, glad when he could feel the press of its form against his chest. They both knew that this probably wasn’t wise of them and they’d have to really look more into it when they had the chance, but for now, Jeremy was content to focus on how nice the SQUIP’s lips felt on his and how good it felt to have those cool, strong hands on him.

And from the static against his mouth and the warmth in the back of his mind, he was pretty sure the SQUIP was okay with that, too.

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uwuwriting · 4 years

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Homesick recordings

This is the first part of my 1.5K celebration. I present to you the sequel to “Moments in the life of Y/N L/N”, the angstiest piece of trash I’ve ever written. Thank you 1.5 K guys it means a lot, thank you for being here and reading my crap writing and thank you for supporting my blog. Love ya 💖💖💖

masterlist II rules

When Y/N learns that her little girl is gonna leave for high school she suggests she tries recording herself when she’s feeling homesick. Sky believes that she won’t need it but as time passes she realizes that she might need her mom more than expected.

Monday, April 4th 20XX

“Okay so how do I do this exactly? *camera falls from its spot* Ah crap crap Jesus! Is it still working? Yep yep it is there’s my ugly face hehe. God why is my hair like that? Anyways um…. Hi, I guess? Do you say hi to a recording? This is weird to say the least. Today was the first day of school as you might have guessed and it was ….awkward. I got lost in that huge building twice and I ignored some kids by accident because they called me by my last name! I’m used to people referring to you when they say our last name ugh this is gonna take some time getting used to. The teacher is ....unique. He came into our classroom in a yellow sleeping bag and proceeded to worm around the room like a caterpillar. I don’t think he is the really giddy giddy fun teacher; he wrecked us during training. Gave us a freaking heart attack with a so called prank he pulled. *exasperated sigh* Who says that you’ll be expelled if you score last?? I don’t get it!! His name is Aizawa-sensei and I already believe he doesn’t like me. He stared at me for a solid five minutes with a frown on his face during training. If I’m being honest he was watching me the whole day which is kinda weird. I don’t know how to take that. Is he interested in my quirk or is he asking himself why they put me in his class? I can hear his voice saying ‘why do they keep sending me imbeciles?’. Well mister you can’t get rid of me now I got in and I’m staying! HA! *bang on the wall* YO SKY KID KEEP IT DOWN MAN! SORRY TOYOMI-SAN…..That was one of my roommates….She is a social worker I think. Oh I almost forgot, the apartment I found is nice. It deserves its price I mean. But you already know that since I called you once I got back from school…. See why this is stupid??? I’ll keep telling you things you already know because I have Alzheimer and I don’t remember what you know. *sigh* Oh well I guess you’ll have to endure this torture, you are my mother after all and I’m your precious only daughter so what can you do really? I finished my costume design. It turned out pretty cool, I like it. The jacket you suggested makes it ten times better. I look like a pilot. Well technically I am a pilot. I pilot clouds and now that you’re not here to scold me when I’m flying around I’ll take full advantage of it. You can’t stop me mother! Anyways, it’s getting late and I have school tomorrow so I’ll end this here. I don’t know when I’ll record next…. Most likely when I’m feeling home sick again. Haha it's the first day away from home and I’m already missing you and those two idiots. *soft snort* Goodnight mom, love you.” *recording ends*.

Wednesday, April 27th 20XX

“Hello again, it’s me, your neighborhood cripple. *wince* You could say I’m a sight for sore eyes because I’m sore all over. You’ve seen the attack on the news. Of course you have, everyone’s shaming UA high for lack of security. Why you haven’t called me yet is a mystery, I guess you’re at work? And before you start throwing a tantrum about me not calling first and blah blah, I wanted to record this first, let you see the actual injuries before I minimize them when I call you. *stares off* Something weird happened during the attack. Apart from the fact that well we were attacked and our homeroom teacher was almost beaten into a pulp, the villains were ….. interesting. When they first appeared I was teleported by this minecraft portal looking ass to another part of the USJ and to be honest I kicked some serious ass. That *wince* that was not the weird thing. While I was fighting I saw Aizawa-sensei facing some type of giant ostrich? Although that that thing wasn’t an ostrich…. I don’t know what it was but mom it was terrifying. *visible shiver* It just grabbed him and mopped the floor with him and I just couldn’t sit there and do nothing. So I went to help or at least that was my goal. That person who teleported me at the beginning tried to do it again and I may have snapped a little bit. I got so angry when he moved me to the other side of the arena that for a moment I totally forgot about what was happening. While I was fighting him his quirk kinda connected with mine. It was strange. Every time I shot a cloud at him the mist that surrounded him kinda engulfed it. It wasn’t only happening to me. I could manipulate his mist. Not every time just like he couldn’t sabotage my clouds every time, but it still happened. I don’t know why it happened or how it happened and I have no idea what I’m gonna do about it. Maybe it was part of his quirk but it didn’t happen to anyone else…..*wince* God I have a headache. *chuckle* You do realize you are never going to see these videos right? Seeing me like this would send you into a comma and then you would come back to haunt me and my classmates. Anyways, I’ll call you and then I’m going to sleep. Love ya mom.” *recording ends*

Tuesday, June 3rd 20XX

“*walking back and forth in her room* You know how I said that Bakugou is a really fun person to tease? Well that was before he exposed me to the whole class.*laugh* In reality I’m not really mad, it was a nice comeback and if I’m being honest it was hilarious but it was still a shocker. We were going back and forth with that tik tok challenge where you expose your friend’s flaws. So I was standing there pointing out his superiority complex when he dropped the bomb…… ‘It’s the daddy issues for me’......THIS KID. THE AUDACITY. I thought my daddy issues were kept on the down low!!! I’ve done nothing to trigger this comment!! Sure I may or may not have told Mina that you raised me alone and about that counselor incident but that doesn’t mean I have daddy issues. *grumble* You need to have a dad to have daddy issues. Ughh God I hate him sometimes so very much. Thankfully the summer camp is tomorrow. I’ll get to wipe the floor with him in volleyball. I’m gonna draw those anger issues out…. I need some air. *three hours later* I’m back… yay. It’s weird to think about it you know. What you must have gone through when he passed. I know you don’t really like talking about him or anything before I came along but I would love to know what he was like. I’m not gonna ask you in real life of course, I would never do that to you. I know it hurts. I just wanted to say it out loud…*barely audible sniffle* … Well this got sentimental real quick. I think I should go to bed. I love you mom, goodnight.” *recording ends*

Friday, March 14th 20XX

“Of all the things that could’ve happened, this one was the last one on my list. Actually it wasn’t even on the freaking list, dammit! *sniffle* You know things like this don’t happen to everyone. I must be a really lucky person. Tell me one other person who gets to meet their dead parent in a high surveillance prison?? And above that I got an explanation why he was like this. Amazing right? God this is so stupid! I hate it. I hate this situation, I hate that I can’t tell you about it, I hate keeping you in the dark because at the end of the day I’m not the one who was in love with him. He may be my dad but I don’t have a connection with him! I never met him! He wasn’t there when I started walking or talking, he wasn’t the one who dropped me off on the first day of school, he didn’t teach me how to ride a bike, he-he * sob* I shouldn’t-shouldn’t be upset over this. Aizawa-sensei and Present Mic should be the ones sobbing on their floor. Not me. He doesn’t - I don’t- ugh - I don’t mean anything to him in the end. He died 15 years ago. That’s it. He was in love with you, he knew you, I was nowhere to be found. If he could reach out to us more than just a few words he wouldn’t know who the hell I was. *sobs* I have a picture of you two you know….It’s the one I had found when I was five. When you told me that that was my dad I felt like I could form a connection with the person in that photo. So I kept it, you never went through your old photo albums anyway and you never looked for the missing photo. And I kept it with me. I tore a small pocket in my backpack and put the photo there. I thought that having both of you with me at all times would bring me luck. I liked the fact that I looked like him. Now I realize how painful that must have been for you, seeing him in me everyday….and Aizawa-sensei, god, having me in his class must have been torture. He didn’t know that I was his friend’s daughter of course but I looked enough like him to bring back memories. God this sucks…. *deep breathes* I-I have practice so I gotta go. Love you.” *recording ends*

Thursday, March 20th 20XX

“Hi, it’s me again. I know that I’m recording almost a week after the previous one but… mom I have been assigned a mission and it’s major. It’ll be an attack at a hospital where we believe that experiments are being conducted. We got that information from um what do I call him? *shakes head* from a prisoner in Tartarus, the high surveillance prison I was at last week? Yeah that one. The mission will be really dangerous, that’s what we’ve been told and I can understand that. I mean we are attacking a major operation of AFO, of course it’ll be dangerous. Since we are students we are to stay away from the hospital and monitor the surrounding area but…. I asked Present Mic to go with them in the hospital. I can help keep things in place and I can move people in and out quicker than any of them, plus this is personal. I think Present Mic understands that. He said he’ll talk to Aizawa-sensei about it but regardless….. I’ll find who did that to him, I promise you that. I want to know if...if this was all some grand plan because what they did to him they did to dozens other people and as much as I hate them for taking my father away, I also hate them for what they’ve done to all those other families…… I’m recording this because I don’t know if I come back in one piece or if I come back at all. This is very dangerous and we don’t really know what to expect. What we are getting ourselves into. I wanted to say thank you. Thank you for giving me everything that I needed in life. Thank you for being the best mom anyone could ever have. You raised me by pushing your own sadness and grief to the side and doing the best job you could. So thank you for being my mom and I’m sorry for the pain I caused you. I love you mom, so very much. Bye, bye mommy.” *recording ends.*

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thefanficmonster · 3 years

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Begone

Streamer Gang & Asexual Reader (Gender Neutral)

Warnings: Acephobia, Swearing

Genre: Platonic Fluff, Comfort, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: Having recently come out as asexual, Y/N faces some less than pleasant or appropriate responses in their chat during their stream with the gang. Luckily, they’re not alone in battling the haters this time.

Requested by the lovely Anon who told acephobes to begone, yeah you know who you are hehe. Thank you so much for the request darling! Let’s show these acehobes who they’re messing with! Love, Vy ❤

Boy is this nerve-wrecking or what? Sure, I maybe woke up with a ton of confidence, I listened to motivational and uplifting talks and listened to mood boosting music. I had a healthy breakfast and a cup of coffee. Damn it, I went on a run, all in an attempt to convince myself that dealing with the online world again is but a piece of cake for a badass like me. Well, low and behold, that feeling didn’t last very long. Here I am, chewing my nails off at the though of hopping in the Discord call and Among Us lobby with my friends and starting my stream. It’s not like I’m not expecting my friends and fans to support me - of course I am! I know they’re gonna give me a ton of love and appreciation and support and uplift me no matter what. But then again, there’s still those people who believe me and other people like me to be invalid and broken and whatnot.

Those are the ones I wanna avoid.

It’s not like their words mean much to me but I simply don’t wanna see em, you know? It’s not only about me - it’s least about me actually - it’s more about all those wonderful people they are insulting when they say shit like that about asexuals and all the people on the ace spectrum. I can’t help but flare up and get angry on the behalf of all my ace friends and even people I’ve never met.

It’s also my first time being directly thrown into the fire instead of getting caught in the crossfire seeing as how I came out to my fandom via a tweet and an Instagram post a week ago, telling my identity’s truth: finally bringing my asexuality to the surface to shine its brightest so I can be be my best and reach for my full potential.

But damn am I afraid to see how everyone took it.

My friends were quick to jump in and take me offline before I start refreshing my own posts to see the comments under them. Lord knows that without them I would’ve driven myself insane, I’ll forever be grateful for what they did and the lengths they went to to keep me offline and whatnot. One word to give you an idea of how invested they were in this: origami. All of us might as well have been born with two left hands and yet we still tried doing origami. Freaking origami.

Damn do I love my friends.

But now I don’t have sheets of paper and my friends to distract me. I have a fanbase to entertain and another friend group I haven’t talked to in a while. I don’t wanna get any predictions in already so I don’t jinx myself, so I’m just gonna say it’s gonna be...interesting regardless of what happens.

Then again, when is it not interesting when the streamer gang’s involved.

Deep breaths, Y/N. You got this

Listening to that encouraging little voice inside my head, I finally equip my headphones and in one fluid motion turn my camera on, officially starting my stream and unmuting my mic as I hop in the call with everyone.

“Hi guys! Guess who’s returned!“ I exclaim cheerfully, desperate to hide the nervousness of my voice.

“You really missed your opportunity to say ‘guess who’s back...back again’ didn’t you?“ Charlie is the one who greets me first, sounding rather disappointed in me in his usual jokester manner. It’s nice to hear, it makes me feel like nothing’s changed in the week I’ve been gone. Like I’m still the same person to these people. I really am the same, I just now am a lot better version of myself. Almost as though I’ve reached my final form. It feels empowering really. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding.” Charlie laughs again, “Congrats, by the way. You keep proving you can get cooler and cooler.“

“Careful there Charlie, I can only handle so large of an ego.“ I joke back, rolling my eyes playfully as a wide grin spreads across my face, “No, but seriously, thank you so much, man. It means the world to me that you support me.“

“Um, how could we NOT?“ That’s very clearly Rae, “Hun, you are so brave and amazing and wonderful, how could we ever NOT support you?“

“Yeah, we’ll always support you no matter what, Y/N. We’ll always be your friends, through thick, thin and beyond.“ Poki too interferes, her words only making my smile wider.

“Alright, alright, y’all are gonna make me cry and I haven’t even read my chat yet, hold on.“ I say, fanning my face to dry the tears I hope the webcam isn’t spotting, “Darn, you guys are the best. Sorry, give me a sec to gather my composure, I’ll be right back.“

I quickly mute my in-game mic as I turn to my chat where I see the same amount of love and support in the form of comments and emojis flooding in from my viewers. A warm feeling spreads throughout my chest, making me feel the most comfortable with myself I’ve ever felt. The most loved I’ve ever felt. The most seen and understood. To finally be you feels like you are finally really living in this world, not like you’ve been already living in it for God knows how long. It makes me so freaking happy and fulfilled to finally be living as me, as the real me.

Unfortunately, in life, nothing can be 100% pure and good. There’s always at least 1% there threatening to ruin all your happiness you worked so hard to build or obtain. It may be one in a hundred, but fuck it’s powerful and effective.

And in my case it comes in the form of two comments that stick out to my eyes. Acephobic comments saying my identity’s fake, claiming I’m faking it, saying us acephobes are immature creatures who refuse to grow up, or attention whores. Or just saying we’re delusional and in denial, confused about who we are.

I hadn’t even realized I was clenching my jaw and fists but when I do, I slowly relax my muscles and crack my knuckles before addressing the two people who spat out that nonsense.

“Ok, listen here, shooterpro69 and yourmom_lol. For starters, I want to apologize for your ignorance and lack of education on the matter of asexuality. In fact, for you especially, I plan on making an educational video, explaining asexuality to people who need or want to learn more. You, my friends, are in desperate need to be fed some knowledge cause damn, God knows how many people secretly think you’re hella stupid. Not that they’re wrong to think so but anyway. Unless you have anything nice or positive to say, begone from my chat. Actually, when I think about it, begone from every chat. No one needs you polluting their communities with acephobia and hate.“ I say, all spoken in a calm tone despite the boiling anger within me. People who know me well would probably be able to tell I’m fuming underneath the calm façade, but at least I got my message across loud and clear.

“WOO HOO, You tell em Y/N!“ Toast cheers, clapping his hands and whistling as more cheering arises from each my friends, leaving me in a state of mild shock and confusion.

Wait, what?!

“Um, wait, you guys heard that?“ I ask, my eyes darting to thein-game mic symbol that shows an not crossed-off mic, meaning it was enabled during the entirety of my speech.

“Hell yeah we did! You slayed them, Y/N! Damn goddamn!“ Rae whistles too, her enthusiasm wafting over me like a breath of fresh air.

“I second that!“ Corpse joins in, “And remember what we said - we’ll support you through anything. Need to bury an acephobe’s body, we’re the people you should call.” He says, confident as heck.

And I just can’t hold it in anymore - I burst out laughing, doubling over from the intensity.

If I thought I was happy and fulfilled before, this has to be the closest to paradise I’m gonna get on Earth. All thanks to these wonderful people. Friends are really something else aren’t they: they come into your life - often unexpectedly - and change it completely. Suddenly you’re not alone, you’re not forced to deal with everything and face everything on your own. Someone’s got your back and you’ve got theirs.

Through thick, thin and beyond.

And it’s so fucking amazing.

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blushie14 · 4 years

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Unexpected Visitor [Skephalo]

I’ve been in the mood to write a lot lately. In fact, I will most likely post another fanfic soon. ^-^ Anyways, Darryl and Zak finally get to see each other for the first time in real life. However, there is a third person in the mix. I put a bunch of effort into it, so I hope you enjoy!

Darryl cannot recall the last time he's been this nervous, excited, and eager for something so much. He was currently driving in his car, shaking like a leaf as every single emotion was going haywire.

"Alright, calm down Noveschosch. You're only coming over to see a friend. This is not something to get so..." As much as he tried, his thoughts couldn't stop his heart from exploding in excitement. He broke out into a goofy smile and a blush as he screamed to himself. "I'M GOING TO SEE SKEPPYYY!"

Darryl then let out a startled yelp when a car honked behind him. He continued to pay attention to the road, a little embarrassed that he got himself distracted. He went back to grinning not even a second later though. Maybe he’s a bit too eager to see him.

Darryl couldn't really help it though. He had always wanted to meet up with Zak for ages. It was almost unbelievable that it took them this long to see each other. He thought it was even more unbelievable that it was finally happening!

It all started a couple of weeks ago. The both of them were wrapping up an event on Minecraft. They were congratulating the winner and sending money to their PayPal. Zak and Darryl talked for a little bit afterwards, discussing plans.

"So, I actually might not be online for a while since I'm eventually going to pack up my monitor." Zak made an effort to keep a straight face as Darryl made a noise in confusion. "You're packing your monitor away? Why?"

"Well actually, I should probably start packing everything else before that." Zak chuckled.

"What? ...Wait." Darryl gasped. "You're moving?"

"Yeah! I'm finally moving out of my apartment." Zak grinned wide, no longer wanting to contain the secret. "I may or may not have found a house available in Florida."

"Aw well that's great news! I'm really happy for-" Darryl stopped talking and felt his heart skip a beat. Did his ears hear that previous statement correctly? "I-I'm sorry what... what did you just say?"

Zak giggled at Darryl's moment of disbelief. "I said that I may or may not be moving into a house in Florida. 1234 on ___ road." Darryl swore he stopped breathing for a second when it was confirmed what he heard was true.

That was his state.

The address didn't sound that far from his apartment.

He would be able to visit him.

"Ohmygoodness!!! Skeppy!!!" Darryl squealed, almost jumping from his chair in exhilaration. Zak started laughing since he was almost as excited as the other. Darryl was stumbling over his words.

"Do you realize that- I- This is- Oh my gosh! You better not be messing with me or I will-"

"Hehe, Nope! I'm 100% moving to Florida."

"Okay, then.." Darryl let out a small squeal of joy. "We should meet up! After everything gets set up in your new house, let's see each other right away!"

Zak smiled, a warm blush creeping up his neck. "I was thinking the same thing."

Then the weeks went by. Darryl insisted to drive over there when Zak got settled in. They were even debating on the possibilities on where to go to. Now the day is finally here.

He finally arrived in front of Zak's house. Darryl's nerves suddenly skyrocketed and he couldn't stop smiling. He really couldn't pinpoint why he was this anxious, but he decided to take a moment and take deep breaths before stepping outside.

After a few minutes of calming down, he walked up to the door and paused. His eyebrows furrowed, hearing laughter from the inside. Darryl easily identified Zak's endearing laugh, but he also heard someone unfamiliar laughing along.

Darryl knocked on the door and heard Zak's muffled talk. His eagerness was returning and he heard someone inside practically dashing towards the door.

Zak quickly opened the door and beamed when he saw the slightly taller man with brown hair and green eyes. "Bad!"

Darryl's heart swelled with joy seeing Zak's dark brown eyes and raven colored hair. "Skeppy!"

Darryl squeezed him into a hug, almost knocking him over. Zak immediately hugged back as he laughed cheerfully. Neither of them wanted to let go for a while. "Dude! You're so early!" Darryl blushed a bit and smiled wide. "Well I- I really wanted to see you as soon as possible! Don't judge me!"

When both of them finally let go of each other, Darryl noticed another person who was sitting on the couch. It was a woman with long red hair, freckles, and pretty blue eyes. She was staring at them with a curious look on her face.

She started to walk over there with a smile. "Hello, who do we have here?" Zak turned around and smiled at her. "Oh! Veronica, this is Bad! Er- Well I guess I should call him Darryl now." Darryl gave a polite smile. "Hi."

"Bad? Darryl? ..Wait a minute." She pointed at him. "You're badboyhalo, aren't you?" Zak raised an eyebrow. "I thought you said you rarely watch my videos."

"Yeah, and I've seen him in almost every single one I watched!" She laughed. "Like what the hell, does he make up like 95% of your channel or something?!" Zak laughed as he felt heat rising up his cheeks. "No he doesn't, shut the hell up!"

Darryl awkwardly smiled at the two, suppressing the urge to say language to the both of them. "So um, your name is Veronica?" She nodded and held out her hand. Darryl took it and she gave a firm handshake. "Yep! Name's Veronica! Nice to meet you Darryl!"

Zak put a hand on her shoulder. "Veronica and I have known each other since high school. We sort of kept in touch a bit." He nervously laughed. "She also sort of... barged in here unannounced. " Veronica laughed.

"Hey! I didn't barge in here, you invited me in!"

"Well yeah, but you were the one who suddenly showed up unexpectedly!"

"What else did you expect me to do when you said you were here in Florida?" She snickered. "Next time, you can barge into my dorm at in inconvenient time so that we are even!"

The two giggled at their antics. Darryl smiled at the two, yet also couldn't help but feel a slight twinge in his heart. "They seem very close together. Are they... No, he would tell me if there were, right? Wait. Why would I feel bad if they were? ..Should I just leave them be?"

"Hey Ske- er um, Zak? You think we could hang out another day? I'd feel bad if I just interrupt you two catching up." Veronica's eyes widen and tried to say something until Zak wrapped his arms around Darryl's left arm. "Nonono don't leave!"

Darryl looked at him and felt his face start to redden when Zak continued whining. "Please don't leave! I've been excited to have you here for weeks, please?" Zak was looking at him with puppy eyes. Darryl felt his heart melt. How could he say no to that?

"Fine you muffin, I'll stay." Zak smiled brightly and fully hugged him. Darryl returned the hug and saw Veronica staring at them again, this time with a grin. Zak let go and look down at himself.

"I should probably go change though. I was going to get ready until somebody invaded my house!" Veronica only cackled in response. Zak smiled, shook his head, and went to the bathroom.

The two were sitting in awkward silence for a bit as Zak was away. Veronica wanted to break the ice first, so she decided to ask a question. "So how long have you two loved each other?" Darryl immediately felt his face burn up. "W-What?!"

She nervously laughed in embarrassment as she realized that probably wasn't the best question to ask. "What I meant to say was, how long have you two known each other?"

Darryl calmed down a bit. "Oh, we've.. known each other for a couple years."

"Ah.." A few more seconds of silence went by. She decided to make Darryl talk some more about Zak in order to break the silence. "So, what was it like when you first met him?"

Oh this was definitely going to take a while.

Darryl talked about the time Zak "applied" to be staff on his server. He recalled how absolutely frustrating and infuriating it was back then. Despite that though, it was now a fond memory to look back to. Not only did he hit 100k subscribers that time, but he grew close to someone who was now one of his best friends.

Darryl's face glowed as he warmly smiled. He wouldn't trade that moment for all the muffins in the world. The red head couldn't stop smiling throughout the whole thing.

"Wow... he really is a lot more different now! Though, I guess his trolly nature didn't leave." She laughed. "Ahh some things never change." This made Darryl curious. "What was he like in high school? What's different?"

"Well first, I don't want to go too much into detail, but let's just say Zak and I kind of hung around with the wrong people." Darryl nodded, recalling that he had said something like that long ago.

"In our old friend group, he was known for messing around with a lot of people. But he was also known for being cold sometimes, not really caring about others or anything at all really." Darryl was surprised. That definitely didn't sound like the Zak he knew at all.

Veronica kind of looked a bit down as she continued. "Most of us were basically jerks and a bunch of morons together. Zak must've realized this and eventually faded from the group. I liked Zak the most out of everyone, so I eventually left as well."

She smiled a little. "I think we're the only ones out of the group who stayed on good terms. I'm happy because I used to not care about my studies, but now I'm in college." Veronica lightly snickered. "One of us had to be the smart one, am I right?"

Darryl slightly chuckled and she proceeded. "As for Zak, I can't believe he's a youtuber now and well... Has he ever told you how lucky he is to have friends like you? He probably wouldn't be like this if it wasn't for you."

"Hahaha, Aww that's not true. It sounded like he turned his life around, which I'm glad to hear! He made a lot of other friends and it's great that you two stayed in touch for that long."

"Yeah but-" She looked at the bathroom door and looked back at Darryl. "Don't tell him I said this, okay?" He was confused but slowly nodded anyways. "I may not know about this exactly, but going off from the goo goo eyes he has whenever he looks at you, I have a feeling that he loves you."

Darryl looked stunned, feeling a blush slowly creep up his neck. "What? ..What are you talking about?" She started to laugh. "Oh come on, don't play dumb with me!"

Her eyes darted to the side, trying to find the right words. "Zak and I keep in touch, but we don't talk a whole lot. Almost every time we do though, he mentions you the most out of all his friends!"

Darryl felt his heart pound as she smiled at him sincerely. "I don't know if you have any idea how much you mean to him. He's never hugged anyone like that before... I've never seen him this happy before. He absolutely adores you."

Darryl looked at the floor, his face being a lovely shade of red. He already knows he was smiling like a love struck fool while Veronica was grinning at the sight, thinking to herself. "Can't really hide it now, can you?"

"He... D-Do you really think he-" Darryl got cut off as he heard the bathroom door open. Zak looked a bit freshened up wearing new clothes. Darryl looked away trying to calm down while Veronica acted like nothing interesting was going on.

"Finally! What the hell were you doing in there?! Putting make-up on?!" Zak bursts out laughing. "No I'm not wearing-! Why don't you try wearing make-up?!" She dramatically gasped and stood up, putting a hand on her hip.

"Did you just call me ugly!? Bitch how dare you, I'm fabulous!" Zak laughed some more while Darryl made a face but also smiled a bit. "Language!"

Zak sat right next to Darryl laughing a bit. "Oh yeah, swearing in front of Bad is a big no no at all times." She chuckled. "Okay? I guess I'll try to keep that in mind."

All three of them hung around the house for a bit. Darryl and Zak were still sitting next to each other, trying to decide where they want to go. Even though they discussed this before, they still can't really decide. The both of them were arguing where to eat. Darryl was on his phone suggesting many places on google maps.

"Okay so what about this place? It’s the closest one from here."

"Nah, I ate there yesterday."

"Oh well then, is there anything that you're craving?"

"Nah, I'm good with whatever."

"What about this pizza place then?"

"Nah, I'm not in the mood for thin crust."

Darryl felt his eye twitch. "Oh my goodness you fatty just pick something already!"

Zak giggled and pointed at a random location on his phone. "What about here?"

"THAT IS A CEMETERY YOU MUFFIN HEAD!"

Zak bursts out laughing as the two continued to bicker back and forth. Veronica was also laughing in the background, enjoying the show. Darryl let a noise of frustration out and faced Zak, inches away from his face.

"You are driving me up the wall, Zak! Stop it!" Zak smirked and didn't budge from his spot. "Or else what?" Veronica let out a loud laugh and speed walked to the door

"Oh my god, I can't! I'm out! GET A ROOM YOU TWO! Jesus Christ!"

Both of their faces went red. Zak jolted away him while Darryl sat in flustered silence "Wh- What do you- Where are you going?!"

Veronica laughed and shouted. "I'm headin out! I'm not about to be the third wheel on your first date with him!"

Zak shrieked. "WE AREN'T DATING! And you don't even have to leave!"

She smugly smiled. "Nah I think I've stayed here long enough." She winked. "Good luck you two~." As she closed the door, the both of them could hear her muffled cackles from here.

Darryl snapped out of his trance while the other was flabbergasted on what just happened. "So... is this a date Skeppy?" Darryl giggled, slightly joking but also wishing for it to be true.

Zak just groaned, too embarrassed at this point. "I hate both of you." Darryl only giggled and hugged him. "Aw, I love you too." Zak hesitantly hugged back while the both of them sat in comfortable silence for a bit. Darryl slowly let go and took out his phone.

"You know what? I feel like ordering takeout instead of going out to eat. Is that alright with you? And then we can go someplace fun afterwards?"

Zak lightly smiled, staring at him. "Sure.. I'd like that."

Few seconds of silence passed He looked up at his phone to see Zak staring at him. Darryl lightly smiled. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Zak grinned, feeling his face warm up. "I just.. still can't believe you're in front of me right now." Zak lightly touched his left cheek as they both looked into each other's eyes.

"..going off from the goo goo eyes he has whenever he looks at you, I have a feeling that he loves you."

"..he loves you."

Darryl felt like he was burning up, suddenly feeling shy. He slightly looked away from him. "I-I'm.. really happy to see you too.."

Zak leaned against his shoulder, pointing at Darryl's phone. "What about this place right here?" Darryl leaned on Zak's head. "Ooh! I’ve tried the food there before, it’s really good. I'll call the place."

The both of them didn't move from their place, smiling to themselves. They could get used to this. It was really peaceful and nice. Really, really nice. It was a quiet moment...

Until they both started to quarrel over who gets to pay for the food.

[End]

Sooo I have to ask, how was Veronica?

I got the idea to write a character like her because almost every time I see a random woman in a Skephalo fanfic, they are either someone who wants one of the boys or a really jealous ex-girlfriend.

I decided to make her a very straightforward person who.. may be a bit too comfortable and a bit invasive for her own good, but still a kind person.

I would love some feedback! I don’t talk a lot, but I really love seeing you guys comment/reblog and like. It always makes me smile! ^w^

#skephalo #skeppy #badboyhalo #my writing #fanfiction #if you made it to the end i love you <3

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androgynousblackbox · 3 years

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Where Light gets a friend (Lucky Light AU)

The AU where Light has exchanged all his braincells for luck continues.

Light *trying to follow a video tutorial about how to tie his necktie, more or less getting the hang of it until the voice of his moms takes him out of it* Sachiko: Light! We are going to get late! What is taking you so long? Light: I am going! *realizing it was a lost cause, took a pre-tied neck tie and ran downstair, only to his mom to fix the collar of his shirt and hair* Mom… Sachiko: Not a single word, Light. Today is a very important day! You are going to be giving the speech for the new freshman! You must have worked so hard for that perfect score and that deserves be celebrated! Light:… It’s not that big of a deal, mom. I mean, I am not going to be the only one standing there. Apparently some other guy also got perfect score and is going to be reading his own speech, so, really, it’s not that impressive. Sachiko: But what you are talking about? Of course it is! That other student probably worked just as hard as you, but I bet you will get the better grades at the end of the year, right, Light? Light: Sure, mom. Sayu: Aww, almost so modest, Light! So modest that you will have no problema letting your little sister be front seat! Light: Hey, I didn’t say any… She is already there. Sachiko: Don’t worry, Light. Today I will have your favourite dish prepared for dinner. Today is your day and Sayu understand that too. Light *feeling himself sick* Great. *among the other students, Light feels like wanting to ran away until he feels a hand over his shoulder and he almost jumped on his seat at the fixed stare of some pale guy with black hair, who tilted his head at his reaction. He did know him, he had see him on the examination room, but still was surprised at suddenly having sit at his side.* L: I apoligize, maybe that was too abrupt from my part. Light: No, no, it’s fine. I am just a little bit nervous, that is all. I am supose to give the speech and, well, you know. It’s fine. L: I know. Light Yagami, son of chief of police Soichiro Yagami, perfect score out of everyone else. You helped your father years ago to stop a trafficking gang. Impressive for a young student. Light:… Thank you? I… that is a bit of an awkward introduction, huh? I am sorry, I don’t think I remember your name.

L: It’s okay, I haven’t said it *the other extended his hand to him, shaking it firmly and staring into his eyes as he pronounced the next words* I am L. Ryuk: Welp, that is new. Light *blinked a couple of times, still shaking the hand on a mechanical movement* What.

L: I am L. I would have hoped that would warrant some kind of reaction, but maybe I overstimate things. Light: No, no, I did hear you. I am just… like L-L? The L? The detective L? That L? L: Yes. Light:…

Ryuk:…

Light: Can I get your autograph? L *this was the time for the other one to blink*… no. Light: Okay, okay, like but. Like… Oh, god, I am like… such a big fan of your work, if that is really who you really are! Like, that case on Los Angeles was so amazing, I must have read that book like four times and that is saying a lot, really! L has always been such a cool and misterious character and, like, I don’t know if you are joking or not, but actually getting to meet him would so amazing! Although that wouldn’t really make sense because why would L be here? Ryuk: He could be here to investigate you himself. Since you are a suspect and all, in case you forgot. Light: Oh… *realizing he hasn’t let go of his hand on all that time he finally released him* Sorry, I got a little too excited there. Are you really L? L: Yes. Light: Wow… The announcer: Light Yagami! Ryuk/L: They are calling you. Light: What? Oh, right, sorry!

The announcer: And the other student with the perfect score, please come to the stage, Hideki Ruyga.

Light *he instantly recognized the name, just like everyone else, when L came to give his speech while staring at a blank piece of paper* He is so cool…

Ryuk: You do know that he could find you out, right? Light *cover his mouth with his hand* I still have eyes and see he is cool. He was going to caught me sooner or later anyway. I already knew that. I just didn’t thought he was actually come to talk to me directly. Ryuk: You sound like your sister when talking about her idols. Light: Shut up.

*after the ceremony and greeting some friends, Light found L just as the man was walking to him* L/Light: Hey. L: You first. Light: Want to have something to eat? There is this really cool place nearby that has the best strawberry cake. L: Curious. I was just about to suggest you the same thing. Light: Then we should go! Do you like strawberry cake, L?

L: Yes. And would prefer if you used Ruyga Hideki, if you don’t mind.

Light: Sure, sure. Sorry, you are right.

*on the little place, Light points at a comfortable place close to the windows and they sat to make their orders. Light can barely contain his smile as he suggest L the best cakes and teas there are* Light: I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but somehow I imagined you were taller. Wait, it does comes out wrong, right? Sorry, I just… really can’t believe that you are really here. L:… To be quite honest, I didn’t came here merely for socializing. Ligh: S-sure. Right. Of course. You are here for the Kira case, right? L: What gave you that impression? Light: Well, it doesn’t take much to deduce that since that is the case of major profile right now and both Kira and L had this whole confrontation on TV. It was… so shocking to see that guy die like that. L: Mmm. You shouldn’t feel too bad about it. That guy had murdered her wife and three daughters before being caught and send to his execution. The only reason he accepted play that role was the promise of getting a full release in case he came out alive. He never expressed any regret for what he had done. Light: Wait, really? That… that is horrible. Still… L: Mmm? Light: He shouldn’t have died like that. And he shouldn’t have let be freed either, so I don’t know. I guess you didn’t had any other choice. L: Indeed. It provided important information about the way Kira kills. Light: Oh, and that is why the fake name, right? Ryuk:… you just now realized that?

L: Yes. Kira seems to need both a name and face in order to do what he does. I still have yet to figure out the way in which he does it. Light: You probably will. Sooner or later. Ryuk: Hehe, suddenly that cake seems to have make you sick, Light. L: I think so too *ate absentmindly the cake and then stared at the plate, the fork still on his mouth* Light: Good, right? I almost wish I knew how to bake just so I could do stuff like that and see people reactions. But I would probably burn it if I don’t burn the kitchen.

L:You should still try it. A intelligent guy like yourself could manage. Then send me a piece. Light:… being good at school doesn’t mean someone is good at everything, you know. You… you are smart. Really smart. If you wanted I am sure you could do all the cakes you want, exactly how you want them. I am just… lucky, I guess? L:…

L: You are way too modest. That is unexpected of someone with your background. Light: Not really? I mean, when you think about it, knowing what some text book said or marking the right circle on a piece of a paper is not as big as, say, knowing how to make cakes people like and can enjoy. I am sorry, I am probably speaking nonsense. L:… L: If you really feel that way, then that is all the more reason to attempt to do something you do feel more satisfied with. Light: You really only want more cake, don’t you? L: … maybe. Light: Alright. I will give it a thought at least. I don’t promise anything, though. L: Mmm. Fluffy. Light: Yeah, right? L: Changing subject. I imagine you have dedícated some thought to the Kira case as well. Having your own father on the investigation team could make it difficult to ignore. Light:Sure, but I think is difficult to ignore for everyone else with how much the news talk about it.

L: Fair enough. According tothe information we have right now, what conclusión do you make? Light: About Kira? Mmm. I don’t know. More than him I don’t really like the way people are treating the whole thing, but maybe it was inevitable. L: What do you mean? Light: I mean like Sakura TV calling him Kira-sama or people getting into fights deciding if they think is right or wrong. Again, it was more likely inevitable considering nothing like this happened before.

L: People are dying. That is naturally going to open discussion among the public. Light: People were dying before and nobody made that much of a fuzz then.

Light: I-I mean, um…

L: That is probably a fair assesment too. Although the way people are dying is note worthy. What do you think about Kira yourself? I am interested in hearing your thoughts about the way he operates. Ryuk: Ooh, you are being interrogated, Light. Better not lose your composture now. Light:Mmm. Light (FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, I AM FUCKED, I AM SO FUCKED, WHAT THE FUCK DO I SAY, WHAT ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO ANSWER TO THAT, WHAT IS HE WAITING FOR ME TO SAY, DO I LIE, DO I SAY WHAT I THINK, THE FUCK DOES HE WANT, IS HE GOING TO ARREST ME NOW, WHY THE FUCK DID I OPEN MY MOUTH) L: Light? Light: I… This is probably going to sound too out there. It’s probably stupid.

L: Let’s see.

Light: Well… I am thinking about the fake L on TV. If we are to assume that L and Kira are two different entities, and not one person playing games in front of everyone, then it’s reasonable to conclude that Kira really wasn’t aware that wasn’t the real L and that L himself had nothing to do with the killing. L probably prepared it very carefully and has known for a while that the victims don’t die through any kind of poisoning or any kind of contact. The killing is always centralized. And as you said, he needs a face and a name, not just one or the other. If he is not touching them but they are still dying… Maybe there is a… uh…. Supernatural force there? There is something definitely weird about how all these criminals are dying. I don’t think it’s possible we will never understand his way of killing by normal means, and so try to capture him through that deduction is probably fruiltless. L:…

Ryuk: You have been reading the conspiracy theories forums about Kira again, didn’t you, Light? Light (SHUT THE FUCK UP, I DON’T KNOW WHAT I AM DOING HERE)

L: That… makes sense. Light: It… it does? Ryuk: User KiraIsGood69 will be happy to hear. L: You are right, we have examined the bodes of many of the victims of Kira and found no trace of physical handling. Not to mention that the distance between the deaths and timing makes it impossible for one person to be present during for each of them. I am not really still at the point of thinking all rational explanations are off, but if the way Kira kill is so unique to him it’s not impossible to believe it’s a hability only him posses. Do you think Kira is human? Maybe a god like some have said? Light: Of course not. A god wouldn’t have made that mistake on TV. Besides, a god doesn’t really care about human lives. To them they are all the same, good or bad. Ryuk: Why are you looking at me? L: So it’s a human with a supernatural hability according to this theory. Inborn or given? Light (Wait, did I say a bad thing?) In-inborn, maybe? Because… if it was given, why Kira, right? What makes him so especial something would want to give him that skill? (Because a dumbass shinigami was bored and you were the idiot who caught the notebook, that is why).

L: Mmm. It’s a line of thinking, I suppose. But if he is human, as we both agreed on, then he can make mistakes and it can be stopped. What do you think about the times of death? Light: Well, they don’t happen all the time, obviously. Kira still has to eat and sleep. I haven’t followed on every case, but probably will get something out of seeing what could correspond with the times of death. L: Already tried that. We came to a conclusion that very quickly Kira turned down himself. How do you think that happened? Light:…

Light (Fuck): He… must have access to the investigation. How… horrible to think about. I hope no one that didn’t do anything ends up getting branded as a suspect *he put his hands on his lap when realized he could start shaking. L just then was talking with the waiter to ask her for another piece of cake for taking* L: We have a few names but I would say there is barely any porcentage of certainty right now. Light (don’t open your mouth, don’t open your mouth, don’t…) Am I a suspect?

L: You have a terrible concerned face right now, Light. You don’t have to get worried. We are still doing our investigation and whoever Kira is, we will catch him regardless. I won’t put anyone scrutiny unless I think there is a good reason for it.

Light: So yes. L:Yes, to put it briefly. Light:… well, makes sense. Can I ask something, though? L: Of course. Light: What will happen to Kira when he is captured? L: Once I gain definite proof of who he is and knows how he kills, I will make sure he is send to execution without any press ever releasing his name. With any luck he will forgotten by the general public and by the internet eventually. Die in complete anonymity, like Lyndon should have done. Light (That… is actually not that bad. If only that anonymity was extended to one’s family…) I see. It’s fair. L: Agreed. *he grabbed the box that the waiter brought for him and payed her* Well, was nice talking to you, Light. Hope to see you around the campus and maybe go to another place like this one if you happened to find it. Light: Really? Yeah! That sounds fun. Ryuk: And now you look like a happy puppy right after talking about your own execution.

L *nods and then walks outside as Light finishes his own cake, wondering what restaurants with good cakes he heard about* *late at night, Light walks with Ryuk behind, thinking. On his room again, and after Ryuk confirmed there weren’t more bugs, he sat on his bed as he throws Ryuk a new Apple he had bought on the way* Light: Ryuk. A question. Or two. I am sure yet. . Ryuk: Sure, sure, shoot it out.

Light: What happens if I want an out? If I don’t want to do this anymore? Ryuk: Well, you always can. Just give up the Death Note. But that would be kinda unfair for me, now that it was starting to get interesting. Light: So you will kill me? Ryuk: Mmmm. Probably. You told me to do it as soon your luck ran out. Did it? Light: No, but like… I just now I am realizing that when it does, it won’t just be me. If all happens behind doors I can imagine that papa won’t want to tell mom or Sayu what happened to me, but him… Fuck, why didn’t I think of that before? If I die now then I am still just Light Yagami, his son. Maybe it’s for the better. Ryuk:… Well, I can’t force you to change your mind. Are you sure? Light *nods* Ryuk: Say it then. Light *opened up his mouth when suddenly the voice of his mom cut him off* Sachiko: Light! A girl is looking for you! Light: Isn’t a little late…? *he comes down, to find a girl standing on the entrance, waving at him* Girl: I brought your notebook from today, Light! Hope you don’t mind the hour! *she pushed a black notebook to him and he took it without thinking, thinking he didn’t had any black notebook like that one before he looked up to a new Shinigami* Light: I-I-I.. thank you! Yep, very nice of you! *he closed the door, knowing Sayu and his mom were listening and walked to the girl a bit more, still whispering just in case* This is a Death Note. Girl: Yes! My name is Misa Amane and the shinigami that you see with me is Rem. You have no idea how long I have been waiting to meet you!

#lucky light au #death note #parody #i think i am not entirely sure if this is that

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