#lol let’s serve it also her swearing is sexy

[yanderu-deredere]

sinker.

★ you are served an absolutely stellar dinner by an equally stellar couple. you don't know if it's the wine or the something else but you feel like something is going on between you, casimir and emm? maybe you needed to clear your head

a/n: THIS IS THE SMUT CHAPTER LOL i edited this authors note to say this becos this originally said something else but just wanted to warn yall that no, this is actually the smut chapter

also lol i was writing this after i wrote the smut for the werewolves and i realised?? HELLO? what is UP with me and inhebriated readers lmaooo? so i changed it a little bit so that reader sobers up a bit but still the warning is there cus they have a couple glasses of wine

neway, almost didn't post this today but someone commented on the last chapter's tags about how much they loved 'tall beefy woman' and 'tall beefy man'. unfortunately, tho casimir isn't as beefy, he definitely has his own muscles! hope you specifically enjoy! you know who you are

part one (hook.) ★ part two (line.) ★ part three (here) ★ extras (captive.) ★ part four (drawn.) ★ part five (quartered.)

pairing: casimir fiala x reader x emmaline fiala word count: 2821

warning: gender neutral reader, reader is attracted to males and females, readers friends just continue to suck and not in the fun way, reader gets a crush? interesting, mentions of emm's burn scars, final ship is poly

You sighed as you stepped out of the house, the rush of the rain sounding a little bit like a calming static to your ears.

Of course, the last thing you wanted to do was to get wet so you kept under the porch roof. You just wanted a breath of fresh air, something that wasn't the suffocating air around your friends and the couple inside.

The inside of the house wasn't exactly stuffy to you but it felt way way too hot and there was a cool breeze outside that helped at least make your cheeks feel less warm.

What was with you?

You just didn't understand why you suddenly felt so flustered around a married couple.

Maybe Bran was right. Maybe you were a freak?

Or maybe it was the wine. But you weren't a light weight and you'd never gotten drunk over something like this before so you didn't understand why you'd get drunk like this now.

Maybe it really was just because Emm was a beautiful buff woman and Casimir was a sexy svelte man... Was that your type?

You let out a sigh that turned into a warm fog in the cold air outside.

You heard the door behind you creak but you didn't look behind you, just kept your arms crossed and your eyes trained on the looming factory across the road.

"You okay? You kind of rushed out there." Emm put something around your shoulders and you quickly realised it was some sort of cardigan "Casimir says thanks for helpin' with the dishes and with cookin'."

"I swear it tasted even better than usual--"

Before you could even stop yourself, you turned around and pressed your lips onto Emm's. You were about to pull back but, then, you felt her hand on the back of your neck, keeping you close.

Her kiss was gentle, almost sweet, but her tongue licked at your lips and you let her in almost immediately.

When she finally pulled away, your breaths both came out as soft clouds, her eyes frantically searching yours like she was hoping there was an answer in your eyes.

"I'm so sorry--"

That wasn't the answer she was looking for. She looked disappointed or sad, something in between. Either way, her shoulders sagged a little but she nodded slowly "I un'erstand, don' worry 'bout it."

"Cas'll pro'ly wonder 'bout us." She turned to leave and, God, did your heart ache.

You put a hesitant hand on her upper arm, your thumb tracing the wrinkled burn as comfortingly as you could "I'm really sorry, I-i don't want to get in the middle of-of you a-and your husband--"

"An-And what if we want you to get in the middle?" Emm moved fast because she was suddenly turning back to you, her hands at your upper arms, that hopeful expression back on her face again "Biblically?"

It took you a second but, when her words clicked, you laughed. You leaned against her, your forehead against her collar, and you laughed.

She didn't seem offended because she cradled you close, her hand carding through your hair and her other hand tracing your spine, like she was scared you'd disappear if she stopped touching you in any way.

"Cas told me you had nothin' but a degree waitin' for you back at home." She leaned a little closer, back bowing so she could whisper in your ear, like saying her words too loudly would jinx her somehow.

"Maybe... maybe after your degree, you could... come here? We could pick you up. I know it's a mighty long trek but... oh, darlin'." She sighed, all dreamy and soft. "You're worth the longest trek there is."

Your heart beat out your chest at the thought of the two thinking you were worth so much. After everyone in your life putting you down, after being put last for everything, it was so surreal to have someone think you were worth so much.

"But-- what would we be?" You couldn't help but ask, still confused about what exactly she wanted from you "A-And why me?"

"I don't know why you, darlin', but I knew the second I saw you. Just seein' you there, peerin' out that window. I knew I fell in love with you." She confessed, pressing a kiss to your temple.

"As for what we would be..." Emm trailed off before shrugging and just pulling you impossibly closer "I don't know, sweetness. We'd be whatever you want us to be."

"I know Cas don't know how to say his feelin's sometimes but he feels the same as me." She pressed another kiss against your temple, closer to the corner of your eye "And he'd be happy to have another spouse. The both of us are."

You were struck speechless for a second before you nodded slowly, nose rubbing against the skin of her neck. With a soft sigh, you smiled "I'd at least like to give it a try."

Then, you pulled away far enough from Emm to look her in the face, mischievous smirk on your face "And I wouldn't be opposed to... uh, getting in between the two of you. Biblically speaking, that is."

Now that you were directly looking at Emm, you could see the way her face flushed when you spoke to her. But, unlike you, she didn't look shy at all.

In fact, her eyes darkened and, though she definitely looked flustered, there was a hungry expression on her face.

Before you could do anything else, she pressed forward and kissed you, her fingers in your hair tightening.

You whimpered at the feeling of her pulling at your hair but you kissed her back anyway, your hands clawing at her clothes, trying desperately to pull her close.

"We shou'get Cas." Emm looked like it took everything in her to pull away from you but, when you hesitantly nodded, she strengthened her resolve and lifted you into her arms.

You squealed, surprised by her strength, your arms tightening around her neck. She just kept her grip tight around your waist and under your knees.

"Geez, warn someone before you sweep them off their feet." You sighed but, from the cheeky expression on her face, you didn't think Emm felt apologetic at all.

Still, she pressed a kiss to your forehead as an apology before practically kicking the front door open and striding in like she she had nothing better to do than to pin you down and ravish you.

In fairness, that was probably true.

"What's wrong?" Cas hurried over, worried expression on his face as he dropped the dish cloth in his hands.

His green eyes searched all over you, trying to find some sort of injury. Since there wasn't one, you just cupped his cheek and gently led his face towards yours.

He didn't need convincing. He immediately kissed you; his kiss was much more hurried and sharp than Emm's soft and sweet one. He was all teeth and tongue, sloppy and wet.

When he pulled away, he panted "What was that for?"

"Where's her friends?" Emm answered for you, gesturing to the stairs.

"They are still in their rooms. No sign of them coming out." Casimir straightened himself, brushing off his shirt before unceremoniously palming his hardon through his jeans.

It wasn't as obvious, probably because they were jeans, but you figured the small tent was his cock. Did he get hard just from kissing you?

Emm certainly didn't need any prompting when she noticed what you noticed because she was racing up the stairs, steps silent as she took them two at a time.

You tried to listen as the two of you passed by the second floor but you didn't hear your friends.

Hopefully they were asleep because you honestly didn't want to hear it from them about how much of a freak you were. In fact, maybe you would rub this in their faces in the morning.

Or, maybe, that was just the courage your horniness was giving you.

You couldn't give it much more of a thought because, before long, Emm was laying you down on their bed, her lips back on yours, her forearms on either side of your head as she caged you under her muscular body.

You let her lead the kiss and it was just as gentle and sweet as before, her lips moving like a soft dance between the two of you.

When she pulled away, she straddled you, watching you like a predator that's pinned down a meal, her eyes dark and her tongue darting out to lick her lips.

You couldn't find it in yourself to be scared.

"Fuck, the two of you are going to be the death of me." Casimir groaned, standing beside the bed with the most enamoured expression on his face.

Emm just chuckled and removed her shirt on one swift motion. She was still wearing that black lacy number you saw her wearing earlier and, honestly, the memory made your cheeks hot.

When you looked to Casimir, he was half undressed, a knowing look on his face like he knew exactly what you were thinking.

That just made you more flustered.

Though, maybe it was that or it was looking at Casimir undressed, the way he looked under his clothes. You didn't realised how muscular he was. He wasn't anything like Emm but he definitely wasn't a beanpole either.

"C'mon, then, darl', we don't got all night." Emm was suddenly falling back, pulling you with her.

You fell on top of her, your hands on either side of her. Your face flushed when you realised that, while you were ogling at her husband, she must've removed the rest of her clothes.

You sat in her lap, your hands shyly cupping her breasts, your thumbs playing with her nipples. Your eyes immediately looked to her for approval, your teeth biting at your lower lip.

Surprisingly, she looked just as shy as you.

"Sorry, haven't been with anyone other than this bozo since the, uh, accident." She explained, probably because she saw the confusion in your expression.

Then, she took one of your wrists into her hand, frown on her face. You looked down and realised that one of her breasts was a little bit smaller, with the same burns as the rest of her arm, shoulder and face on that side.

"I didn't even notice." You quickly told her, a loving smile on your face as you leaned down to place soft butterfly kisses among her burn scars "You're so beautiful, Emm."

Emm's other hand flew to her face, her hand covering her mouth. Finally, you saw her look at you, looking even more shy and flustered than before instead of confident and determined.

It made you feel just a little bit victorious.

"Don't forget about me." You felt a hand glide against your hip, up your shirt "You know, you haven't taken off your clothes. Naughty~~"

You sighed forlornly, like the last thing you wanted was to take your hands off of Emm. She placated you by pressing a chaste kiss against your lips before she was pulling off your bottoms and your underwear.

Casimir helped you from behind, removing everything from the waist up.

"And you callin' me beautiful? When you're this gorgeous?" It was Emm's turn to sigh as her hands explored your body, a lot like yours explored hers

Her hands started from your waist, sliding up to your chest, her thumbs playing with your nipples. Your back automatically bent back just to stick it out a bit more, urging her to play with them a bit more.

Casimir, on the other hand, was behind you, his hands cupping the insides of your thighs and pulling them apart.

"Fuck, are you sure?" Casimir muttered against the shell of your ear, his hips rutting against your lower back, his grip on the fat of your thighs only tightening.

You nodded frantically, like if they stopped right now, you'd die

"Bend forward a lil." Emm scooted back and you followed her like a moth to a flame, your lips searching for hers.

Of course, she obliged happily, kissing you in that same saccharine way you were growing more and more addicted to, this time her tongue tracing along your lips.

You let her slip into your mouth, let her deepen the kiss as her fingers threaded through your hair to pull you even closer.

When she had pulled you closer, though, you had ended up bending forward a little and, apparently, Casimir used that as an opportunity to play with you.

You heard the squirt of something and, immediately, you identified it as lube because you felt the chill of it dripping against your entrance.

You whimpered feebly into Emm's mouth but she didn't let you pull away from her. In fact, she just used it as an opportunity to deepen the kiss even more. She was practically eating you alive, her kiss less sweet and more hot.

That's when Casimir rubbed the lube all over your entrance with his fingers. Then, gently, almost methodically, he worked a finger in, slowly wiggling it to the first and then the second and then the last knuckle.

You moaned when you felt it go to the hilt before pulling out.

"Emm, you should see this." Casimir laughed almost meanly "What a fucking slut. They're dripping down here. Absolutely obscene."

Emm didn't say anything, didn't pull away. But you could tell she was tempted because her grip on your hair tightened considerably, making you whimper again.

Then, since you took the first finger just fine, Casimir worked a second and a third just as easily, just as methodically.

You kept moaning and whining, of course, that coil in your stomach tightening with every thrust of his fingers.

Finally, Emm pulled away from the kiss and the two of you stared at each other for a bit, your foreheads pressed against each other, little soft huffs and groans leaving your lips.

"Cas'mir." You practically whimpered "Emmm."

You didn't know about Casimir but it definitely did something for Emm because she looked at you like you gave her everything she ever wanted on a silver platter.

She leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to your temple before leaning a bit more forward to press kisses to your neck.

Those kisses, unfortunately, turned into bites and hickeys. Not that you were complaining, of course, but you weren't looking forward to explaining them later in the morning either.

Finally, it was too much and your back bowed, your entire body crumpling as an orgasm wracked your brain and made you almost scream.

"Oh, what a good darlin'."

"A good slut's more like it."

Then, before you could even recover, you were being pushed up against something-- Casimir's chest? You looked up to see that Emm was looking at you with that hunger in her eyes again.

You lifted your arms up, gesturing for her to come close. She swooped down, of course happy enough to oblige. You couldn't even press a kiss to her lips before you felt Casimir pressing into you, his cock spreading your walls open.

You let out a small strangled groan, your head thrown back to rest against Casimir's shoulder.

"Oh, fuck, now that's a hole I can cum in." Casimir pressed his cheek against your temple and moaned, his slender fingers suddenly cupping the front of your neck.

You whimpered, happy to offer your neck to him, before whimpering even louder when you felt someone's (Casimir? Maybe Emm?) hands back in your hair, pulling it so that your head bent back even more and your back arched further.

You were so overwhelmed, so full of both pain and pleasure, that your brain felt like it was leaking out of your hole. Or was the saying 'out of your ears'?

"Cas'mir." You elected to moan instead, tilting your head towards the man. He answered your pathetic little moan with a soft kiss to your lips, placating you temporarily before his hips drew back and he started fucking you earnestly.

You couldn't even worry about whether or not your friends could hear you. Your hands were held at the wrists by someone (Both wrists in one hand?) and your mouth felt too loose.

What was happening?

You came again, your eyes screwing shut this time as your hips jutted helplessly. Someone had a hold on you though, pressing you into the relentless fucking of Casimir's thrusts.

"Don' worry, darl', we got you." Emm leaned into your other ear, pressing a chaste kiss to your temple "Just let us take care of you all night."

It was going to be a long night.

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[blackwidow-bby]

Need You Tonight - g!pSevika x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, fluff, teensy bit of angst, Sevika is a virgin and also has a d*ck, cursing, oral sex, breeding kink, bad writing

AN: This was very 'drop and run'. I really just indulged myself 100%. It's so bad lol *hides forever*

18+ Minors DO NOT Interact

You liked your job; you swear you did. It wasn’t everyday you got to run around with an untouchable group of Shimmer shippers courtesy of Silco. His rise in position and business required an increase of goons hired to move product and serve as glorified security. You naturally always had pent up anger that you never minded releasing on the poor sap who forgot to pay up that day. What was strange, was even though you were shorter in stature than the others, you were one of the few everyone knew not to fuck with. Being that untouchable felt powerful. It really had a way of getting to your head. But that big-headedness was always short lived whenever she came around.

Sevika absolutely refused to let you truly believe you were the shit. She was always so much better. Stronger, faster, fiercer, angrier. If you were avoided, she was feared. After every successful deal, she was there to squash your pride. She would pick on you like an unrelenting older sister. Constantly sneering in your direction, giving you ugly looks from across the bar. All of that could be forgivable, if you weren’t so damn infatuated with her.

Your feelings for the brute made her teasing so much worse because all you wanted to do was wipe every look from her face and replace it with one of pure pleasure. Every time she would stare down at you, you could feel the warmth of her body heat practically pulling you in. You were addicted to her jeering laugh and the way she smelled after a long night. Her natural musk would waft up to your nose and wrap itself around your head making you forget about anything else. She was insufferable and sexy. And Gods, you wanted her so fucking bad.

“Pip squeak! Get your ass over here!”

Speak of the devil. She yelled from across the bar, waving you over to her table. She had a sly smirk on her face, no doubt up to no good. What did she want to make fun of you for this time?

“Hurry up! I don’t have all night!”

You walked just a little bit faster, hopefully to get her to stop yelling. You watched her as you made your way through the smokey room. She kept leaning over to whisper something into Ran’s ear. The two of them wearing shady looks as they continued to try and pull reactions. You just maintained a straight face, wanting to get this over with.

Once you got closer to their table, Sevika leaned back and placed both arms on the back rest of the booth. The position made it to where her arm had to sit behind Ran’s head. You wouldn’t call yourself the jealous type, but something about seeing Ran be in a position that you’d almost kill for, made an ugly emotion fill up inside of you. The way her muscles pulsed automatically as she laughed tauntingly at you made you ache to run your hands up and down them. Hell, even her abs were on full display making you want to drag your core while she flexed under you.

“Heard you had another successful deal, mouse.”

Mouse was a nickname she decided to grant you around when you first started running with the crew. Along with a litany of other names that poked fun of your short stature. Insufferable.

“Honestly, I’m surprised you lasted this long. Grab a seat, quit standing around like a weirdo.”

You rolled your eyes before doing as she requested. At least you were in her vicinity now.

She grabbed two drinks from the table, handing one to Ran, before scooting the third toward you, effectively spilling some of the contents on the table.

“Ran here didn’t think you’d last a week. What’s your secret, Mouse? You got all these people scared to mess with you, but I think it’s all a game.”

She sneered once more as she took a sip from her glass. Waiting for you to take the bait. Your face flushed as you attempted to keep your emotions at bay. You weren’t going to let her make a fool of you in front of the rest of her crew. You picked up your own cup and took a sip. The brown liquid stung the inside of your mouth and throat and made your tongue tingle a bit, but the alcohol helped ease your nerves.

“I don’t know what to tell you, I can be pretty…compelling.”

Your answer made her arch one of her sculpted brows at you. She chuckled and placed the glass back down. The alcohol began to make your brain a little foggy. You just watched her lick the liquid away from her lips, unconsciously making your own lips part. The alcohol must taste so different leaving her mouth.

“You listening to me? I said, ‘What makes you so compelling?’.”

Your eyes shifted back up to stare straight into her cool grey orbs. You leaned slowly to rest your elbows on your knees holding the eye contact. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly the longer you waited to answer. Mouth now in a straight line.

“Maybe I should ask you? You seem to really like picking on me. Can’t even get you to stop messing with me for a minute when I’m around. I bet you even talk about me when I’m not here, don’t you? What else do you do, Sevika? Do you think about me in your sleep as well?”

Her face began to contort into a scowl. Ran’s amused look also changed to one of awkwardness. At this point, people were beginning to leave the table. You could feel the annoyance seep from Sevika’s skin. Hook.

“I bet you get off just thinking about how you’re going to poke fun at me the next time you see me. I bet it gets you all riled up, don’t it? What do you do? Touch yourself at the idea of me getting all mad at you?”

You could almost see the steam shooting out of her ears. The corner of her lip snarling while the hand around her glass threatened to shatter into a bunch of tiny shards. From the corner of your eye, you could see Ran slowly begin to shrink away from the table. Everyone was as far away from the two of you as possible. You took a short moment to look down as some movement that caught your eye. The space between her legs was throbbing. Line.

Ending your schpiel by leaning back and taking another large gulp of your drink, hiding the amused smirk as to not upset the woman further, but it was too late. Sevika stood abruptly and slammed both palms onto the table. She was foaming at the mouth; you were certain that her heart had to be pounding out of her chest. Her rage was only short of being kept at bay. Sinker.

“Get. Out.”

Was all she said as she stared you down. Knowing when to not poke the bear further, you simply gave her a shrug of your shoulders as you finished your drink and made your way to exit. The whole way to the door, you felt her eyes bore into your back.

~

The following days after your slight confrontation were…well peaceful if you were being honest. And by peaceful, you mean Sevika was never around to be seen. She stopped showing up to the Last Drop, if she worked, she did so on opposite shifts. On the rare occasion the two of you would cross paths, she didn’t even look in your direction. Facing off the bear had its perk.

At first you liked the lack of taunting, you could finally feel confident in your work. As the days went on, some sick part of you began to miss it. Even when you had negative attention, it was still attention. From someone you wanted. Fuck. You fucked it all up, didn’t you?

Some weeks passed without you seeing Sevika. You started to accept the fact that you did royally mess up and move on with your life. While polishing some knives, relaxing on your day off, an abrupt knock sounded from your apartment door.

“Who the hell—"

So much for relaxing, it was probably someone coming to get you to make a run for Silco. Gods forbid. Your feet padded across the wood floor to your front door, filling up the silence. You unlatched a couple locks and opened the door revealing a near disheveled looking Sevika. Her presence made your eyes widened. She just stared at her feet while your eyes raked all over her. Her hair was a little messy, eyes with dark circles under them. She didn’t look hurt or anything just…tired. Scratch that, she looked exhausted.

“Sevika, what are you—”

“May I come in?”

Her voice was rough and gravelly, it sent a shiver up your spine. You must have had the most quizzical look on your face, because all she did was roll her eyes and push her way inside. Your mouth flopped like a fish trying to find some excuse for why she could be here right now. When you turned, you saw her standing in the middle of your living room just looking around as she took in the space. Her eyes slowly looked from one end to the other, admiring how much more homely your space looked compared to hers. Your place actually looked like someone lived there. It made the larger woman feel something deep within, something akin to want. She finally turned and looked to you still standing by the open door.

“I want to…talk.”

This pulled you from your thoughts, and finally you closed your door. The two of you stood there for a moment just looking at each other. She looked tense and relaxed at the same time, like all the strain was in her neck, shoulders, and her legs holding her up. Her face was stoic and expressionless, eyes drooped but took in your style. You could see them shift from your shirt to your sweatpants. At the same time, you stared her down. Her top revealing that same sliver of chiseled abs. Her pants were tight around her muscular legs. The sight made your mouth salivate, but something else made you absolutely hungry. You eyed the slight bulge at the apex of her thighs, what was she thinking about?

Sevika noticed the way your eyes lingered a little too long at her crotch and quickly turned away. Her face burned in embarrassment. She was struggling to stay when everything in her body was telling her to run.  She was going to get through this.

“I had been thinking these last few weeks. You were right.”

What?

“What?”

“Don’t make me repeat myself, Mouse. This is already too much.”

Her nerves began to suffocate the room, but you needed answers.

“I’m confused. What was I right about?”

“I think about you! I think about you all the time! I like seeing you and picking on you! I like how short you are and every time you get mad it makes me feel something!”

You just stared and let her vent to you. Her confession effectively stunning you silent. Her hands flew around wildly as she spoke more. Her mouth moved but nothing you could hear came out, your brain was mush and ears turned off. The only thing you could take in was Sevika just admitted to thinking about you. Wow.

She paced back and forth in the same spot as your own feet moved on autopilot toward her. You were entranced, eyes never leaving until you moved into her space. Her mouth snapped closed. She looked down at you as you stared up. The air surrounding the two of you was electric, sparks flying it was like two sides of a magnet snapping together. Then, the two of you jolted toward each other, her lips slammed against yours, strong flesh and steel hand grabbing your face and smushing you impossibly closer. Your own hands grabbing at either side of her top, taking fist full of cloth. The two of you were a mesh of teeth and lips. Tongues fighting for dominance, she tasted like cigarettes and mouthwash. The smell of her skin made you dizzy. Her scent was naturally sweet with a mix of cologne. You wouldn’t expect any less.

In a tangled mess, hands searching and clawing at each other, you somehow got pushed against the coffee table. Unable to keep yourself upright, your knees buckled causing you to fall back against the wood with Sevika following suit. The table groaned with the added weight while you pulled her hips against your own. You could feel her bulge press against your crotch and the feeling made you moan into her mouth. Gaining some strength, you pushed her hips away and turned her to the ground so you could rest on top. Your mouth quickly found her neck, sucking and kissing harshly against the soft flesh. She groaned at the feeling of your lips against a sensitive spot jut under her ear. The bulge in her pants grew with arousal making it uncomfortable to be concealed in such tight pants. She bit down on her lower lip hard with every delicious kiss to her neck and collar bones.

You took the initiative to move your hands down her body, feeling up her toned stomach be fore slipping lower to palm between her legs. Her member felt large in your hands and grew thicker with your ministrations. The sudden touch freaked Sevika out, she pushed you away and quickly got up. Everything was going so well, what now?

“I’m sorry, it was a bad idea for me to come over. I need to go.”

You could hear the panic in her voice, but you couldn’t lose out just yet.

“Sevika wait, don’t go!”

She stopped mid stride to the door, but she didn’t turn toward you. Her eyes squeezed shut awaiting what you would say. What she would say.

“Please, I don’t want you to leave. You can tell me what’s wrong. Was it something I did?”

Sevika released a frustrated sigh. She was so embarrassed. Her body was betraying her, her mind running in circles.

“No, no you didn’t do anything. I just—it’s embarrassing.”

“It’s okay, I promise. I won’t judge you.”

She was growing frustrated. Moreso at herself for not being able to confidently tell you what was wrong. Her own embarrassing secret that she was ready to take with her to the grave.

“Ugh, it’s stupid. I can’t believe I’m admitting this…”

“Admitting wha—”

“I’ve never had sex before!”

Her confession effectively caught you off guard. That was the last thing you honestly thought you would hear come from her. There had been several rumors at one point in time about how Sevika liked to frequent the brothel. Not only that, but she had several years on you, and you were by no means a spring chicken. You stood from your spot on the floor and slowly walked toward where she stood with her head lowered. She was shaking but you didn’t know how to calm her, didn’t know what you could say to make the situation right again. You had to say something quick before the silence scares her away for good.

“Sevika, look at me? Please?”

You kept your voice soft to not startle or scare her. Reluctantly, she did end up turning to face you, but her eyes stayed planted to the floor. Her body was so stiff. You reached a hand and tucked some of the loose hair behind her ear before cupping her cheek.

“It’s okay.”

Her eyes looked up into yours, still staying quiet. She looked so small in this moment.

“If its nerves, I would never make you do anything you didn’t want. But I still want you here with me. In whatever way you’re comfortable with.”

Your head tilted to the side, still holding eye contact. When her face softened, you too relaxed. She leaned in to kiss you again and sighed against your lips.

“Could we maybe, go somewhere…more comfortable?”

You smiled sweetly at her and took her hand, which dwarfed your own. She followed near silently behind you toward your bedroom. Her eyes lit up at your privet space. Fairy lights connecting from corner to corner along the ceiling to create a dim glow about the room. You had paintings and photos strategically placed on walls and shelves. She admired just how much you could feel so homely. Sevika was entranced.

Somewhere in her distraction when she finally came to, she looked toward where you last stood, now stripped of your clothing and covered only in your bra and undergarments. The look on her face was in awe. Her mouth hung slightly open, grey pools ran from head to toe, fully taking you in. You looked beautiful in a way she didn’t think she would ever get to see.

You stalked toward her and lifted her hand, placing a kiss to her knuckles.

“May I?”

Sevika had no idea what you were referring to, but she wasn’t going to say no to anything you had to offer. Not now after all this time. She felt as your soft hands lightly removed the buttons to slide off her top from her shoulders. Your smaller hands running up and down both arms as if committing the feeling to memory. They moved lower to the waistband of her pants, her breath hitched but you had stopped to look up. A silent request for permission to continue. She nodded and you smiled up at her. As you undid the button of her pants, she absentmindedly moved closer into your space, but you didn’t complain. Even as you lowered her zipper, you could still feel her rock-hard length beyond her confines. The thought of releasing her finally, sent a spike of arousal straight between your legs.

All she did was watch you be careful with her while her heart raced. She would be lucky to last 2 minutes with the way she was so pent up. You maneuvered her pants down to her ankles for her to step out of. The delectable sight of the imprint of her cock against her underwear was making it hard for you to keep a slow pace.

“Lay down.”

Even though you didn’t mean for the command to sound that harsh, there was a bit of a bite behind the words. Sevika did so while never taking her eyes off you. She looked so strong and sturdy, this mass of muscle turning pliable under your hands. Obeying your command just turned you on more. You crawled up the bed stopping right between her legs. Her chest rose and feel in anticipation for what was undoubtedly about to come next. You bent down at the elbows to rest just above her shaft. Every puff of hot air from your nostrils made the brunette squirm on your bed. She was so sensitive, then your lips came down to kiss her on the other side of her underwear. The feeling of your mouth made Sevika moan and twitch against you. You moved your mouth up and down her length, the feeling causing her head to slam back into the pillows underneath. Her breathing grew heavier.

Your fingers slipped below the band, pulling her undergarments down those strong legs. Her member sprung free and slapped against her stomach. She was such a sight and much bigger than you had guessed. It was becoming increasingly more difficult to contain just how aroused you were becoming. Your cunt felt slick and clung to the underwear still covering your core. When you looked back up at Sevika, she was staring wide eyed at you, her expression was hard to read but if you had to guess she was extremely excited.

Gathering some courage to continue, you placed a kiss to the tip of her head. Her eyes rolled at the contact and groaned audibly. Her reaction made you smirk up at her. Placing one hand at the base of her shaft, you moved your body comfortably over her to begin taking her length into your warm wet mouth. Sevika moaned with every inch you took between your lips. The icing on the cake was feeling her cock twitch inside your mouth. She was large and it was difficult to take more but you somehow did. Your head bobbed up and down, eliciting lewd sounds from your throat that vibrated around her making her moan louder and more erratically.

Silco’s second in command becoming putty under you.

“M-mouse, wait. I-I think I’m gunna...”

Your mouth released her member with a pop preventing her from reaching that sweet release she was craving. There was still so much more you wanted to do to her. As she whimpered at the loss and cold air hitting her groin, you quickly removed whatever was left of your clothing to straddle over her hips.

“Shhhh, look at me baby.”

Somehow, Sevika managed to comply. Her jaw dropped, eyes shooting to the point between your thighs. Slick coated both inner thighs. She could smell your arousal from where she laid, and it drove her crazy. She looked to you, holding a sly look on your face.

“You want this ‘Vika? Want to feel me squeeze around you.”

Her head nodded frantically.

“Words, please.”

“Yes, mouse. Please, I just want to be inside you.”

She sounded so desperate and sexy. How could you turn down begging like that? Lining up her tip to your core, you steadied yourself as to not completely slide her length inside you. You wanted her to feel all of it. Feel your soft walls slowly grip at her cock as you slid all the way down. Sevika released a pornographic moan as she was consumed by the slick warmth of your cunt. She preened with the way she could feel her dick push through, feeling you stretch around her girth. Her hips bucked up against yours when you sank fully, thighs touching thighs. The sudden jolt caused you to whimper out loud. The two of you were breathing quick and shallow. When you finally go use to her size, you took the opportunity to move your hips carefully savoring the feeling of her pulsing with need.

Sevika’s eyes were closed tight, brows furrowing. You felt so good, addicting. She couldn’t believe she had lived so long without feeling this, especially without feeling this from you. This was a whole new high, one she couldn’t wait to experience over and over. Your pussy hugged her deliciously with every lift of your hips.

“P-please mouse. Faster.”

You happily obliged. Your hips rutted against her own faster and faster as the same feeling built up inside of you. So much for prolonging this experience. Her cock hit all the right places prodding deep inside. Wetness slid down your legs and hers, with every thrust, the noises became lewder. Sevika’s hands came up to press into her eyes. She was whimpering over and over words of praise.

“S-so good. You f-feel s-so good. Uhn, more. I need more.”

You managed to start slamming your hips against hers causing her cock to now slam into you. The heighten in arousal caused you to scream out her name over and over. Your head dropping back as you rode her hard. That familiar coil coming to a peak in your lower belly ready to break.

“I’m so close, cum with me Sev.”

“Ah I-I’m…gunna—Oh Gods.”

Your eyes rolled back, white how light flashed behind your lids as your orgasm crashed like a tidal wave over you. Your cunt pulsed around Sevika’s member, causing her to cum shortly after. The feeling of her sticky warmth filling you helped prolong your high. The two of you spent, panting, and trying to catch your breath. You fell forward to rest your sweaty body against Sevika’s. Subconsciously your hand drew circles over her chest, her length still sheathed inside you but not attempting to move.

“Wow.”

You managed to breathe out.

“Second that.”

Her husky voice close to your ear made you shiver.

“You don’t happen to have work tomorrow, do you?”

Sevika panting only managed to shake her head. You lifted yourself up to look straight into her eyes.

“Good, cause I’m nowhere near done with you.”

#sevika x fem!reader #sevika x reader #sevika arcane #arcane sevika #ravwrites #g!p sevika #don't mind me #lemme know if this is bad lol

[dreamysoshi]

queendom ep. 4 recap/reactions

i literally watch this show like a week late every time but i actually haven’t seen any of the performances this time so here we go ~~

okay so far we have loona > brave girls > wjsn, what will this week’s cover songs give us? 

viviz time...these outfits are serving high school production of cabaret but w/e

why do they give off such bitchy vibes lmao

i want 45min of eunseo trolling sinb

but unnatural is a good song choice for their image so let’s see

I FORGOT EXY’S RAP PART noooo these girls can’t rap

i’m going to say something controversial yet brave: the average western singer has much better technique than the average kpop vocalist

eunha is actually really cute

all the sets on this show are cheap as shit lol

this is boring and doing nothing for me tbh

wow yuju very much carried gfriend vocally huh

4/10 it wasn’t bad but it was bland like...white bread idk

not eunha being devastated and the other two just staring at her like help a girl out rip

kepler god i need a drink and a cigarette ASAP this show was designed for them to fail i swear

we need a return to sexy cuntress mature kpop songs i’m sorry,,,where is exid when you need them

the girls are so cute though they’re so young they’re like babies

actually a pool party and rollin mix is a smart idea

love them all being hikaru stans...we rise at dawn

i need xiaoting to interact with vivi pls mnet give me something

no you don’t understand this mix is so good

also that dayeon girl is eating it UP

give them 10 years and these girls could eat the after school first love choreo

7.8/10, this was surprisingly much better than i thought it would be, definitely an improvement over the first week

SHE FELL OFF THE STAGE??? nooooo poor thing omg

oh no they’re all crying :’(((( i feel bad they did so well

HYOLYN TIME....no need to watch i know it’s going to be great

it’s borderline unfair to have her on the show she’s just too good

what i would not give for hyolyn to give us a surprise sistar reunion and do hi high

she’s about to do the impossible and make me enjoy so what lol

hyolyn being in a group chat with loona somehow sends me to another plane like it’s so fucking funny

i forgot that hyolyn was a cat lady hahah

damn she’s going to the p!nk school of aerials 

i’m honest to god SHAKING like doing her own harmonies, the choreo, the mix with PTT...i’m going insane i have no words

10000000000/10 there is literally no one doing it like her i am sorry her stage presence is UNMATCHED

on a separate note...i’m just so happy that loona is getting recognition like taeyeon actually knows who loona are and hyolyn likes them and is friends with them this is a fever dream

OVERALL RANKINGS: hyolyn > loona > brave girls = kepler > wjsn > viviz 

from what i’ve seen i think this is in consensus with what a lot of viewers were thinking (at least, on my corner of social media)

is exy suddenly being a bitch or is mnet giving her the evil edit

caring kind wonderful yeojin my small frog child i love you

i mean i know people just vote for their faves like...why else would stray kids win kingdom? it certainly wasn’t for their music 

wjsn is so salty and for WHAT this has to be an evil edit i refuse to believe they’re doing this like what the fuck...not memorable it was a whole musical,,,wjsn was the one that wasn’t memorable

yves is right about kepler but it still makes me feel bad

HA GET FUCKED WJSN...sorry i love drama so much, this is instant karma happening in real time

hyolyn noooooooooo don’t do this to the fellow hags !!

not viviz too brave girls is literally being robbed in broad daylight

like mnet is doing them so dirty i could cry why is korea like this why won’t they let them succeed just get rid of viviz for all i care

loona hive rise like these hoes have no idea how many ifans loona has

the more i watch the more i wish fromis9 was on this show but then again i wouldn’t want to see them eliminated and ignored by the korean public lol

so is not every contestant going to be in a unit performance? like where is my go won and vivi unit :///////////////

#personal #queendom 2 #queendom

[empressofkalumina]

“There's just so much work to do that’s progressive and I’m just setting up my own production company. I've always wanted to do it and I know now I'm ready. I know that it's a very small part of a very big industry, to represent a female experience on screen. I just feel like my part is to create, find, and represent things on screen that as a public collective consciousness, maybe we haven't seen before and we haven't seen because it's been an incredibly male industry. I feel so strongly that you have to be at the forefront of creating those things...”

-Vanessa Kirby (Make It Reign with Josh Smit‪h‬ podcast)

#vanessa kirby #❤️ #women in suits #podcast #if her taste in short films is any indication it’s going to be interesting #lol let’s serve it also her swearing is sexy #jawline

[tinyidle]

i’m not sure if you’re taking requests atm but i was hoping if you could do another minnie imagine that includes overstimultion or edging,, thank youu! >__< love your works btw!!!

Minnie being Nicha in Thailand

nicha yontarak is such a beautiful and raw lady, who, when in her element, can actually be a lot more fun when in bed >.<

if you didn't mind, i made this imagine in a headcanon type of format. here it is!

tags: @jisuahh , @actualllyalex

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WARNING: fluffy and sort of adventurous, irl mentions of traveling, smut under the gif cut, slight cursing/swearing, asks describes everything smutty in summary (in desc: overstim, *dg*ng, tr*bb*ng, f*ng*r*ng), forepl*y, some aftercare, switch!dom!minnie, switch!sub!reader, nicha!minnie × female reader (all fiction because i bet minnie went and came back to thailand all by herself)

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Intro to Nicha with her S/O

minnie in korea is so cute

but minnie is thailand is so sexy

she becomes nicha very quickly

after greeting her family and giving her pets a long-awaited hug, she headed straight for the pool

of course you were there with her, so you had to greet all her family

her mom and two older brothers were more than happy to see you for the first time (albeit them also wanting to see miyeon 😭)

you guys had a room for you each in the rather spacious home of ms. yontarak

yet you would always find yourself in nicha's arms

and she would find herself in yours as well

it was to the point mac (one of minnie's older brothers) offered to rent a close-by apartment hotel for you two

the family, although wanting to steal nicha all the time, knew you guys liked being together so they gave you personal space

of course you let your girlfriend have her family time, tagging along when necessary and when asked

Nicha being a Tourist for her S/O

back to what i said about the pool

she really missed going to the pool in bangkok, the cool water being a stark contrast to the bathhouses back in seoul

so here she is, quickly changing into her onesie to dip her heated body in the pool in which she so desperately missed

you, being tired from the flight (it was 6 hours but you barely slept because you were staring at your girlfriend sleeping and figuring out the budget) went to your room to take a nap

that nap lasted about 3 hours lol

it was dinnertime and you woke up, and by that time nicha was in her pjs and went into your room to serve you tea

when you guys visited all the famous places you were amazed

nicha, having seen them a lot of times, was only as fascinated because it's been a while since she's gone back home

you were playing around at set when she had to work for modeling and music gigs

trying your hardest to distract her while she has to look serious for the camera

even when you had to be the cameraman for her vlogs

you wouldn't stop playing around with her

she didn't like that much

and so the teasing and playing fiasco begins

Nicha in Bed

expect a lot of shuffling when you guys enter your shared space for the trip

you are trying to touch her and let her know that you want her

but the moment you reach for her arm she slaps it away

you are under her now

she would order you to strip and and bend over

you, being wet from being needy all day, immediately complied

she would glide her fingers against your slit and would occasionally lick up one stripe against your pussy

but she would always bring you to the edge just to leave you hanging

nicha did this 5 times until she thought you had enough and pushed two of her long, slim fingers into you

she would then fuck you like this, working you through 3 orgasms

by then you were crying and was very close to safewording

but nicha knows your limits and lets you go to have a breather

when you composed yourself, you asked to make her feel good

smirking and nodding yes, you take off your girlfriend's clothes (yes, she was still fully clothed) and took your time with her

you groped and massaged her small breasts while caressing her voluptuous hips

when it came to fucking you, you tried to do what she did to you

but when she gave a lowish growl and threatened to punish youo further, you just gave her the normal fingering

at the end you guys are cuddling each other and sleep after cleaning up some with wipes

you'll shower with more sex in the morning ;)

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sorry that it took me over two months (i think) to finish this, but my minnie inspiration was running low since she was only seeming to post cute things and be cute lol. i had to remember her in thailand and those hot photos she took, as well as her in that fiction collab thingy with ryujin, chaeyeon and another idol (can't remember her name at the moment) in order to get my creative juices flowing iykwim. hopefully it still fit your fancy.

if you have any suggestions, let me know! i can write for other members of idle if wanted.

#gidle smut #minnie smut #kpop smut #gidle imagines

[shima-draws]

Tell us abt the story, Shima. I would D I E for your stories (also, an ATS game would make my entire LIFE I would be so broke on it)

[[Anonymous said: hey- hey shima.... what;s ur new story about?]]

uwu

So this is based off of Arthurian lore and has some elements of it but it’s mostly (?) original!

It starts out in a normal high school setting, centered around these two kids named Elin and Niro. Niro’s had a life of total misfortune—his parents died when he was little and there was nobody else to take him in, so he was forced into foster care, and has switched schools so often that he never really got to make any permanent friendships. He’s a quiet guy, sort of weighed down by all of the loss he’s experienced, so that sort of makes him a mysterious and attractive sort of person, which gains him immediate popularity as the school’s handsome new kid. (He’s in his senior year, now, and has been at this school for almost the full year.) Despite his withdrawn personality Niro actually gets along well with his peers, but mostly because he’s a very agreeable sort of person that just goes along with what he’s told to do to fit in. He’s just going through the motions at this point, trying to survive and figure out what he wants to do in life. It isn’t really working out too well because Niro has major depression so every day is a struggle, but his current “guardian” at the foster home he’s staying in helps a lot with that, and Niro views her as sort of a mother figure to him, and it’s soft :’)

Elin, on the other hand, is the school’s laughingstock, and gets picked on a LOT by his classmates. He never fights back and tries to stay out of everybody’s way, so people think him even weirder because of it. He rarely talks and is always found with his nose stuck in a book, which has also labeled him as a major geek, so you can bet he gets targeted a lot because of this;;

Unfortunately, the kids that Niro’s friends with are the group that picks on Elin the most, and it always makes Niro uncomfortable but he’s too hesitant to really speak up about it, especially since Elin just. Sort of takes it and never outwardly complains. It’s basically just Niro making excuses to himself, and whenever he DOES try to talk his buddies out of it they’re like come on man we’re just joking around it’s not a big deal. So that sucks. One day when Niro’s walking to school he notices he’s being followed by a weirdly dressed girl. Eventually she corners him and she’s like “Merlin’s been taking too long to find you so I took things into my own hands since we’re running out of time” and Niro’s like ???? Excuse me? But she doesn’t explain and literally yanks him into a portal and that’s that. LMAO

When they emerge, the girl introduces herself as Lunete, and reveals that she’s taken Niro to the world of Avilion, in the kingdom of starlight called Inlustria. Niro’s still processing that he’s been pulled into another world entirely when Lunete begins to escort him to the castle, and pretty much dumps the world’s lore and his Destiny™️ on him on the way.

Rest is under the cut to save space because it is loooong lol

Lunete explains that there have always been two central figures in Inlustria, for many centuries across many generations. Those figures are Merlin, the wizard, and Arthur, the king meant to wield the holy sword and unify the five kingdoms on the continent together. Currently there are two Merlins, with the second being younger and newer to the position, still in training. However, she adds that this particular Merlin is the most powerful they’ve ever seen in the long history of Merlins to exist, and that he’s basically a child prodigy. It is Merlin’s task to watch over, guide and protect Arthur, so that peace can remain and the cycle can continue anew. The current Arthur is sadly old and very ill, practically on his deathbed, so the process of choosing a new Arthur to replace him had to be rushed.

Lunete then tells Niro that the Arthurs are chosen by fate before birth and are always humans from the other world. Arthurs are always loyal, confident and kindhearted, so there’s never a chance of an Arthur going astray (unless their Merlin purposefully leads them down that path). Niro’s like why are you telling me all this and Lunete goes well isn’t it obvious? Why else would I be telling you. And then Niro realizes that he has been chosen as the new Arthur, and immediately goes into panic mode. Lunete apologizes for the abrupt introduction and Avilion crash course lol but she says that usually it’s the Merlin’s job to remain in the human world, scout out the new Arthur, and bring them to Avilion, since they’re naturally drawn to them by their magic. But this Merlin is particularly stubborn and wants nothing to do with Arthur or his born duty to essentially serve the king, so he’s been stalling on locating him out of sheer spite.

Lunete and Niro arrive at the castle and she leads him into the grand library, where Merlins usually spend most of their time. Niro is shocked to find out that Elin is Merlin, and Elin immediately goes “You have GOT to be kidding me” when he realizes that the new Arthur—who he has to spend the rest of his life with btw—is Niro.

Niro’s even more shocked to find out that Elin is a completely different person than how he is at school. Elin is witty, arrogant and very sassy, and constantly throws shade at Niro for doing nothing while he was being bullied. (Niro then accuses Elin for not standing up for himself when he’s CLEARLY capable of it with both his silver tongue and his knack for magic, but Elin explains that it’s a rule for Merlins not to make a big presence of themselves in the human world. Then Niro feels very guilty.) Elin swears off of accepting Niro as the new Arthur and says he can protect the kingdom all on his own.

Naturally Niro is very reluctant to take on the position of Arthur and become the ruler of an entire kingdom, but Lunete tells him he doesn’t really have a choice, and that all Arthurs fall into the role eventually, so it will be something he’ll automatically adapt to because he’s The Chosen One and it’s meant to be. Niro continuously tries to reach out to Merlin, but he’s notoriously stubborn and refuses to acknowledge Niro.

Eventually Lunete lets slip that Merlin had a complicated history with another human in his childhood that ended...not so well (and no it’s not Esca lol), hence his general distaste towards the other world and humans in general. Ofc that’s not all Merlin is hiding, there’s another enormous secret he doesn’t want coming into the light. And you bet Niro’s going to discover them all ;)

So yeah there’s obviously a lot more that goes on after that—Niro trains to fit into the Arthur role (with a lot of sexy swordfighting training montages), Merlin eventually accepts him and they grow closer (yes. In that way ;D), Merlin shows off how skilled he is with his magic and Niro goes oh no I think I might be in love with him, there’s trouble with the northern kingdom they’re trying to deal with involving a new villain that’s popped up, Niro gets to meet a king from the southern kingdom who sort of becomes his father figure/mentor so that’s cool? Niro finds out exactly what sins Merlin committed in the past, and that past sadly catches up with him and nearly ruins everything so that’s fun. Niro finds out some shit and almost abandons his role as Arthur but eventually returns to Inlustria and obtains Excalibur to save Merlin’s ass, etc. etc. I think after the “main” story ends I’m going to send them out to sea so they can go on an epic magic pirate adventure, because when Niro was a kid he was super into pirates and treasure hunting and the ocean, he was never really a “magic and kingdoms” type of guy which is super ironic. Merlin’s excited about traveling but it turns out he’s really seasick and it’s hilarious. Somewhere down the line they’ll probably find out why there’s always been a “Merlin” and “Arthur” role in their kingdom as well. So LOTS of fun stuff is in store! And my brain hasn’t been shutting up about lore and worldbuilding for this story ever since I came up with it >;)

#I STILL DON'T HAVE A NAME FOR THIS YET SO. #And now you guys can send me asks about this ;)))))) #Shima answers questions #Long post #Shima's OCs #Anyway yeah there's a LOT going into this but that's just the basic plot #Esca is involved in a big way but I won't say how yet ;)

[nad-zeta]

hey, so your requests are open. I loved your foreign mc and latina mc headcanons! 💗 just wondering if you could do something based on the latina one. Mc is like a strict latina mom. When they get angry at someone, they take off their sandals and start hitting/threatening the person with it in angry Spanish. Or, they just grab anything really. Even the ronins are scared of them but they’re surprisingly good with kids. Sorry if this is too long, love 💕

◉_◉Anon; (Masamune, Hideyoshi, Nobu, Ieyasu and Yuki) and one for the IkeVamp boys (Comte, Leo, Arthur, Theo, and Napo) in which the femMC gets involved in a girl fight and she goes 21st c on them? ❤️

Hi, hi dears! 🦋🌻Thank you so so much for the requests! ❤🥰Also, soooorrrryyyy for taking super long getting to this! I think I might make this headcanon week, and catch up on all the HC piling up in my box lol! 😂🦋Anyways hope yall don’t mind that I combined the two asks! I found they were somewhat similar!❤❤🥰🌻🦋

Headcanon: Angry Latina MC feat; Masamune, Hideyoshi, Nobu, Ieyasu and Yuki

Masamune

Masamune is a pretty playful guy so its no surprise that he gets into trouble with his Latina girlfriend now and again (¬‿¬)

He lives for those moments where he pushes you over the edge ever so slightly, where you start swearing at him in Spanish  (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻

Honestly he absolutely loves it, he finds it super sexy  (¬‿¬)

One day you were out in the markets, buying some fresh ingredients for dinner you planned to surprise Masamune with

Your hands were full of fresh produce when you accidentally bumped into a soldier (╯°□°）╯

He stared down at you, “Hey watch where you are going you, filthy maid,” he said with a snarl ノಠ_ಠノ

You had honestly had it, with disrespectful men and your angry strict lantana mom mode was activated （♯▼皿▼）

You legit threw the man against his head with an apple, ranting at him in Spanish (╯=▃=)╯︵┻━┻

Masamune had been on the hunt for his kitten ( ͡ᵔ ͜ʖ ͡ᵔ )

He strolled through the markets, as the maids had told him that you were out shopping 

And that’s when he spotted you

You were going 21st century on the disrespectful man’s ass, giving him a true Latina smackdown ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

When you were done with him he was bowing down low to you, in an apology, promising that he would treat people better in the future

That’s when Masamune strode to your side and put an arm around your shoulders, “Having fun kitten,” he asked with a broad smile ~(˘▾˘~)

He looked down with pity at the soldier now fearing for his life, as he has had one too many sandal smacks to the head (｡◕‿‿◕｡)

Masamune simply smiled, as he helped you pick up your fallen ingredients from the floor and helped you carry the stash back home

He was low key thankful that it was not him on the receiving end of the sandal for once (｡◕‿◕｡)

Hideyoshi

You and Hideyoshi had been dating for a while now (｡◕‿◕｡)

Often the two of you would walk around the markets together on the hunt for the best tea house to have some tea and lunch at 

One day as you were peacefully sipping on some tea and enjoying Hideyoshi’s company (◠‿◠✿)

Something caught your attention ⚆ _ ⚆

You turned to see a woman abusing some poor street child, for messing a drop of water on her fancy kimono 

You Latina mom mode was activated

 ლ(ಠ益ಠლ)

Hideyoshi looked over at you and saw the fires being lit in your eyes, he followed your gaze to see the woman hitting the poor child ◉_◉

Before he even had a chance to react, he saw you stomping your way to place yourself between the child and the woman 

You glared angrily at the woman who then started attacking you for interrupting her 

 (　･ω･)っ≡つ

You legit went all out, pulling her hair and punching her in the gut

At some point Hideyoshi even saw you take off your sandal and hit her with it 

（╯°□°）╯︵( .o.)

He ran to your side trying his hardest to break up the fight

Hideyoshi was pulling you away from the woman by your waist as you continued to curse at her angrily in Spanish 

“I’m calm, I’m calm put me down Hideyoshi,” his caramel eyes looked into your to see all traces of anger had disappeared, and he let you go ಠ⌣ಠ

Before the mama bear could even scold you, you crouched down in front of the little girl and in the most tender of voices asked if she was alright

You then asked her if she would like to join you and Hideyoshi for some tea and lunch (｡◕‿◕｡)

Her little eyes lit up in delight, you walked back to the teahouse holding the little girl’s hand leaving a very shook and confused Hideyoshi staring at you (°ロ°)��

For a scary fighter, you certainly were good with children (ʘ‿ʘ)

Nobunaga

You and your boyfriend had snuck out of the castle to go on a fun trip together ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪

The plan was to spend the day in a flower field away from the business of the castle

Finally the two of you had reached your destination(◕‿◕✿)

You set up the blankie and picnic under the shade of a big tree

Your eyes gleamed in delight when you had noticed that Nobunaga even managed to sneak some sugar candies for the two of you to share

Your relaxing picnic, however, was soon interrupted but a group of ronin appearing from the treeline (；一_一)

“Well, what do we have here, a sweet romantic getaway for two.” They looked at you with a dangerous glint in their eyes (¬‿¬)

Nobunaga drew his sword and glared angrily at the people for interrupting his quiet time with his beloved fireball (／‵Д′)／~ ╧╧

You started swearing and threatening them in Spanish, which causes Nobunaga to smirk smugly (ง'̀-'́)ง

He loved how feisty you were, never backing down from any opponent or challenge, you always stood your ground and even though he didn’t have a clue what you were saying, he always found it incredibly sexy  (¬‿¬)

However his smug smile soon turned into a small frown as he spotted a woman ronin among the men ⚆ _ ⚆

You followed his gaze to the woman and grabbed his hand giving it a slight squeeze, “Leave that one to me, this ain’t my first rodeo.” (｡◕‿◕｡)

He looked down at you and smiled, “Well then fireball lets finish this quickly so we can get back to our picnic.” (◠‿◠✿)

Nobunaga charged at the men, as you now calmly walked towards the woman, “surrender now and no one will get hurt.”

The woman simply scoffed and charged at you 

The two of you went hand to hand as you fought (ง ͠° ͟ل͜ ͡°)ง

To say you gave her a true 21st-century smackdown would be an understatement  (*＇Д＇)ﾉｼ)ﾟﾛﾟ)

By the end of the fight you had her tied up and started scolding her in Spanish

Nobunaga couldn’t hold back that proud smirk as he watched his beloved fireball in her element (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ

 Ieyasu

After a long boring council meeting you and Ieyasu decided to take a pleasant, relaxing stroll through the forest (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ

You were gathering some flowers to make the grumpy porcupine a flower crown when you heard a shuffling coming from one of the bushes (◕‿◕✿)

You were on high alert as you approached the bush, sandal in hand, ready to smack any potential attacker ಠ_ಠ

Ieyasu had to stifle a laugh at the scene of you slowly approaching the bush with your sandal held high above your head

“You silly girl its probably just a rabbit” he said trying to hold back his laughter （≧ｙ≦＊）

You made your way closer and crouched down, to meet big blue eyes

Your eyes widened when you saw a scared little boy hiding in the bush

You carefully reached out and wrapped the child in your arms as you gently lifted him out of the bush ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

Ieyasu’s eyes widened as he rushed towards you, shrugging off his haori to wrap it around the little boy to keep warm

The boy wore a well known family clans crest

The two of you took the boy back home with you and after cleaning him up, asked him what had happened (◕‿◕✿)

He revealed that he was from one of the clans that allide with Nobunaga and that some assassins had kidnapped him and his mother to use to gain an advantage against Nobunaga  (ಥ_ʖಥ)

That night the kidnappers came to Ieyasu’s palace to kidnap the child and finish the job, but when they saw you, an Oda princess they simply couldn’t resist and kidnapped you as well

Ieyasu had gone to report the news of the discovered boy to Nobunaga

You woke up, bound in a dark shed ಠ╭╮ಠ

You gazed around the room and spotted the boy and his mother, fearful and crying 

｡ﾟ･（>﹏<）･ﾟ｡

The kidnappers filed into the room and smiled when they saw that you were awake, “you will serve us well in the downfall of the Oda forces.”

You lost your temper at that and started swearing at them in Spanish, to buy yourself some time to work on your bounds, to free yourself ( ￣＾￣)

Once you got your hands-free you legit threw the kidnapper’s with any object you could get your hands on, yelling angrily at them in Spanish

(┛◉Д◉)┛彡┻━┻

Imagine Ieyasu’s shock when he burst into the shack to see you on top of the attacker hitting one him over the head with your sandal.

He was even more sister shook when he looked around the room to see that all the other kidnappers had already been bound and taught a lesson they would never forget (=ﾟωﾟ)つ)ﾟ∀ﾟ)

Never mess with a woman from the 21 st century

A shiver went down Yasu’s spine, as he watched you continuing to swear at and hit the man 

For someone so good with children, you were definitely terrifying

Yukimura

You were happily married with the aloof dufus, and lived together with your four beautiful children (◕‿◕✿)

You were a rather a strict Latina mom, thanks to your own mother being a heavily spirited woman

You were feared far and wide by ronin and thugs and no one dared mess with you or your children lest they wanted to face your wrath 

A lesson which Yukimura had not yet learned (¬‿¬)

He had taken your kids out to play in a nearby forest, to give you some well-derived rest from the little gremlins

You honestly loved your children and would dote on them 24/7, they could honestly do nothing wrong in your eyes (◕ᴗ◕✿)

Suddenly missing your small trouble makers, you slowly made your way to the flower field that they were playing 

As you got closer you could hear one of your children crying 

 .·´¯`(>▂<)´¯`·.

You instantly went into mother must protect mode

̿'̿'\̵͇̿̿\з=( ͠° ͟ʖ ͡°)=ε/̵͇̿̿/'̿̿ ̿ ̿ ̿ ̿ ̿

You ran up to your cute little child and overheard the conversation he was having with your dearest husband

“Your okay, little dummy, here look I’ve patched your leg all up, good as new,” Yukimura said in a cheerful tone ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

“Just don’t tell your mother okay, she will kill me if she found out I let you play with Sasuke’s ground spikes” he said as he scratched the back of his head and chuckled ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Just then a shadow fell over Yukimura, he didn’t need to turn around to know that you had obviously overheard the conversation and that you were furious  ʘ‿ʘ

He braced himself for impact as you whacked him over the head with your sandal, yelling at him in Spanish ｡゜(｀Д´)゜｡

Being married to you for so long and having faced your wrath many a time he was able to pick up the meaning of a few words

He also knew there was only one way to get you to calm down, “Hey you little squirt help me,” your child stared up at his dad, “Nope papa, it’s not my fault you didn’t listen,” he then giggled and ran to play with his siblings

Leaving poor Yukimura to deal with your angry Spanish ranting ¬_¬

I hope you enjoyed this dear and thanks again for the request! ❤🌻🦋

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[tonya-the-chicken]

I wrote this post some time ago as a reply to someone and now I somehow want to post it again with some changes lol

TW: mentions of murder, referenced canon abuse and swearing

Let’s talk about redemption arcs and people’s overwhelming desire to punish fictional characters for what they did... Inspired by Endeavor hate ngl... I mostly speak about fictional charcters in this post so pllease, don’t go dumb and understand that fictional characters and irl people should be treated differently

I think sometimes people don`t understand why punishment exists in our society at all. Like, why couldn`t we just forgive? Why punishment is needed? Oh, I would like to talk about behavioural psychology, but it is kinda creepy so instead let`s remember what my teacher of LAWS said(idk what you call it in your bitchass America)

Punishment basically serves two functions:

Preventative (show others and a person that they can’t just get away with their deeds). Like, if you knew that there are no negative consequences, wouldn`t you do it? Wouldn`t you kill the old lady?

Correction and all work with a person in general (for example, you can be forced to go through some psychological help)

Also, I lied there’s one more: compensation. Like, if you stole something, then bring money back, you little shit. Or pay for therapy for your victim

So when we put it into stories and so popular nowadays redemption arcs (which I fucking adore if they are done correctly) we have 4 points out of this 3 cause the first one can be put into two

Character is punished to show others that this is not something you should do (it’s a kinda societal thing and has nothing to do with character in particular. This point in general is not interesting because it doesn’t drives changes in person by itself)

Character is punished so he himself would think twice before doing this shit again (we can’t know if person’s remorse is genuine so it’s better to simply scare them. But I can allow skipping this point if person’s remorse is clealy shown to be genuine and we as readers understand that. That’s probably the big distinction we, as readers, should see: while irl we never know persons true motives, work of fiction can provide them to us clearly)

Character changes and understands what is wrong in what he has done (the part of redemption we all love and enjoy)

Characters work hard to correct or atone for their mistakes

As we can see first two bullets has nothing to do with character development and serve for the purpose of maintaining order. The third one IS a character development and the last one is what makes people actually forgive horrible actions and not go ape shit I guess. But for some of us nothing is enough, isn`t it?

And there is one more shit that is often in redemption arcs and that shit is great and I fucking love it

Explanation of the character’s behaviour, their reasoning and motivation

I truly enjoy reading about WHY characters behave a certain way but people, remember, SAD BACKSTORY IS NEVER AN EXCUSE FOR YOUR ACTIONS. Same goes to your mental problems and hard life situation. The fact that behaviour can be explained doesn’t mean shit. Like, behaviour also follows certain laws and despite the fact that it’s sometimes hard to understand all the details we still theoretically can explain ANY BEHAVIOUR. Does this mean we can excuse any behaviour? HELL NO

So remember folks, “They had their reasons to do this” means nothing most of the time. “I wanted to try how it feels” is actually a valid reason to kill someone, you know. Of course, if crimes is not severe, reasoning suddenly can be very important like we won`t punish harshly someone who stole bread cause he is starving or cause he has kleptomania (I mean as a literal disorder). But even in that case you must pay back money cause like stealing is bad but eat the rich

let`s talk examples from bnha cause why not

Endeavour

We have Enji oh my baby you have done so much stupid shit you dumbass. Sad backstory even if will be brought up in the future, currently is not a focus of redemption at all. Like, he even doesn`t explain his behaviour too much. “He want to be the strongest, so he decided that even if his genes will make it to the top it will be enough. As a result,  blinded by his goal,   he abused his family”. Basically, it`s all the explanation we have right now. And if Hori stops at it I will be fine with it. Honestly, as much as I want to learn more about Enji’s past if Horikoshi leaves everything at this I would give him nothing but mad respect cause... This kind of shows that your reasoning doesn’t matter that much if you did horrifying things

So 3 points to redeem someone

Enji didn’t suffer any punishment for his actions (nightmares are considered punishment only if you believe in God. Also, too weak, God, try harder... And same goes for High-End). When I think about him being punished I actually worry about society’s reaction cause, like, he is number 1 hero and the fact that he’s an abuser will be, like, very shocking to simple people.Trust in hero will fall harder than my will to live during 2020. And honestly, media would just turn this into a drama possibly hurting other members of his family, like.... Enji being legally punished for his action would be an interesting plotline but in general I am not a fan

We see his genuine remorse and character growth. We all agree that he even is drawn differently now changed and trying to become a better person, yeah? Clumsily at first, but he genuinely works hard to be a better peron, hero and father. I can respecct that

Compensation… Well, you can exactly “correct” trauma so he should pay up for psychologists for each child he probably should follow the path of atonement and try to give them something he robbed them from. Like, go to family dinners with Fuyumi even though every last one of them is a disaster and nobody is happy to be there. Or make everything possible to provide Rei calm life with her children (like building a new house, yes, this is an amazing thing) or at least become *reducted cause I wanna this post to be serious and SFW*... Tbh I have nothing to say, he himself says multiple times that he seeks nothing but atonment, not even forgiveness

So like you better work bitch to make your family happy bastard... [And tbh they seem so much better then when I first wrote this post, I am so proud of you, my garbage fire man]

Overhaul

In no way is he redeemed but somehow people put Overhaul and Endeavor stans in the same category so here he goes

Kai has something Enji doesn’t: very good and detailed explanation, a plan, a smart reasoning. His wrong deeds were basically for a better good he believed in. But we all collectively hate him for what he done to Eri despite his actions having r E A S o n S. Dude has some MOTIVATION. So like yeah bros. It makes him an interesting character and he is an amazing villain but dude deserves to rot in prisons. He shows no remorse and I am gonna bet he won`t even think about somehow helping others. Dude is a shitty person. And I fucking love him

So let’s go for our 3 bullets again

Punishment. Yes, he is punished, he is in jail with both his hands cut off. Would it make people forgive him? Nah

Personal growth. I would like to see it but as far we saw barely no growth... Though maybe being in jail without quirk will make his brain work

Atonement... Dude has a Messiah complex, I ain’t waiting for that anytime soon

So I asked myself if I had two men: one who spent a sentence in jail for child abuse but is more or less the same person and another who wasn’t punished for his abuse but feel genuine remorse and actively try to make things better who will I choose? Of course, I will choose Pikachu

But is it possible to redeem Overhaul? I wonder if there`s a force in this world strong enough to make him become a better person. Welp... I am a sucker for redemptions, justt letting you know

All for One

Oh, he is irredeemable (and this is sexy). Why is he here? Cause, well

Even if he is punished there`s no punishment severe enough to describe how horrifying his deeds are

Even if he is to feel remorse… he has like 500 years or something??? And he didn`t feel anything killing people??? So why would he change today?

Even if he atone for what he’s done… I am to believe he started at least a civil war. You can`t atone for that bitch. You crossed all fucking lines, all fucking lines

AfO is literally the most evvil man in bnha... I don’t want to see him redeemed cause I love characters that are pure evil and I love the despair of realizing you can’t fix what you have done. Though you are free to have a different opinion! Who knows, maybe Horikoshi will make a classy redemption for him and I will scream out of excitement? Cause I am that kind of bitch??? Who knows! I just love to think Doctor Ujiko is gay for him

Anyway, why do people like to make this characters suffer? Like, Endeavor, Minoru, Overhaul, many others? Is this part of the “punishment” to feel like person paid for their deeds? Or do people just like fictional violence and punishing “bad” characters make them feel good about themselves? Who knows

I have no idea what this post is about I want to sleep and I like Enji though if you dislike him this is fine. I hope it was interesting reading this, love you all bye

Don’t kill me for my controversial takes, I am depressed

#overhaul #endeavor #all for one #redemption arc #bnha #bnha meta #yea I do classify my bullshit post as meta BYYE #bnha endeavor #bnha overhaul #enji todoroki #kai chisaki #boku no hero academia #don't take this too seriously though #original post was written when I was on heavy meds #so idk #my post #really hope you enjoy it #long post

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 253: That Good Angst

Previously on BnHA: The villain Ending, whose name in retrospect is hella melodramatic for a guy whose power is MAKING ROAD MARKINGS COME TO LIFE, kidnapped Natsuo and then deservedly got his ass kicked by three teenagers. Endeavor won the manga’s coveted Best Hug award, made up by me just now, and then gave one of the best monologues in the whole series, basically owning up to all his crimes and saying he doesn’t want or deserve his son’s forgiveness. And he didn’t get it either, which was excellent. Instead, he announced to his kids that he was building them a new home for them to go live in with their mother and without him. Meanwhile Katsuki was all, “btw I’ve decided on my new hero name,” and the ENTIRE FANDOM was all “!!!!” until he went on to say, “but I ain’t revealing SHIT until I’ve told it to Best Jeanist,” which caused everyone to collectively wince and awkwardly glance at each other wondering who’s going to break it to him. Uh.

Today on BnHA: hAHAHAHAHHA.

Sorry, I forgot to turn my capslock back off. Anyways, so we return to U.A. and everything is all “HAPPY NEW YEAR IIDA!” and “STILL ON ABOUT THAT UNREQUITED LOVE THING, HUH OCHAKO?” and “LOOKS LIKE THAT SCAMPISH IMP BAKUGOU IS AT IT AGAIN!” and all the usual stuff. We then have a complete switch of gears, and I seriously mean like the GEAR SWITCH TO END ALL GEAR SWITCHES, as we cut to Aizawa and Mic driving to Tartarus! Why are they driving to Tartarus you ask? Well it’s because they got a call from Naomasa and he was all “hey, so you know your deceased childhood friend from chapters 59 through 65 of Vigilantes? Well IT TURNS OUT I HAVE A FUNNY STORY ABOUT THAT.” Anyway so the rest of this chapter can basically be summed up as (1) LOL SO KUROGIRI WAS REALLY SHIRAKUMO ALL ALONG, and (2) AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

btw the whole reason I spoiled myself in the first place was because my dumbass id was all “WE SHOULD CHECK IF THEY MENTION THE HERO NAME” and I was like “YES” and just immediately lost all self-control. like it wasn’t an accidental click or anything; I was fully aware of what I was doing. lord knows what I would have done if I actually had been spoiled about the hero name lol. that would have been so much worse than the spoiler I actually got, so yeah. just stupid decisions all around. anyways how are you

no BnHA thumbnails on the Mangastream homepage today. must mean Kacchan didn’t make any good faces. ah well

lmao the chapter is literally titled “Shirakumo.” well I guess I wasn’t spoiled much after all. I did catch a half-glimpse (I was trying not to look; like, I had my fingers covering my eyes and was peeking through them. again, I’m not really sure what I was trying to accomplish in the first place honestly) of what seemed to be Aizawa with a shocked expression on his face though, so that’s why I was so convinced Kumo was somehow coming back from the dead or something. WE SHALL SEE

MY FORMULA 1 SON!!

lol I’m having one of those Berenstein moments. like. he didn’t always have those huge exhaust pipes running out from his sides and from either leg, right? those are just for this cover. or else something new and fancy he just added to his suit. right??

anyway so yes, Iida is the color page this week, just as we all expected from a chapter titled “Shirakumo”

“WINTER BREAK WAS OVER IN A FLASH” oh man. ain’t that always the way

wow I’ve really missed U.A. like, we’re cutting to these panels of USJ and the stadium, and it’s so fucking nostalgic geez. we weren’t even gone that long

Deku’s voiceover is talking about how they only have three months left in their “tumultuous” first year. ha. tumultuous. if Deku hadn’t met up with All Might, he could have easily fallen back on a career in PR; he’s got a gift for phrasing things diplomatically

Iida is wishing everyone a happy new year! happy new year Iida!!

he’s announcing that their class will be an action report meeting, which apparently means everyone’s gonna share what they learned over the winter break

but now he’s telling everyone to come down to Field Alpha, which Mangastream annoyingly spelled out with the Greek symbol α, forcing me to look it up because I’m sorry but I don’t speak math. ?? like what is this

now Aizawa’s sliding the door open all CRANKY because he’s MISSING HIS NAP

but Mina is all smooth like,

Mina could also have had a promising future in PR. well it’ll still serve them well in their hero careers too

oh my lord

WHAT is that FACE, Iida. just what. is that an eyebrow waggle. what the fuck. he looks like the next words out of his mouth were going to be “sliding into people’s dms”

jokes’s on you Horikoshi!! you think a panel like this will stop my “stupid sexy Iida” jokes? IT ONLY MAKES ME LOVE HIM MORE

oh? someone on the loudspeaker is calling Aizawa and summoning him to the faculty room. I wonder what this could be about. probably nothing!

now we’re cutting to the changing room and the girls are admiring Ochako’s new costume!

I’ll add an ETA later where I actually analyze the changes in her costume. right now let’s just pretend like I’m aware of what actually changed. I swear I pay attention to things. by the way, why would the suitcase get heavy? her quirk can be applied to anything can’t it?

(ETA: so the costume changes are (1) an upgrade to her gauntlets, and (2) an upgrade to her headset. so anyway that’s pretty cool, even if it was really only brought up in this chapter so that we could get that SWEET YA ROMANCE DRAMA. which I know annoys some people, but at this point I feel like Horikoshi only throws it in because he’s expected to, and the way he does it is so adorably reluctant that I can’t help but enjoy it at this point lol.)

OH MY GOD

OCHAKO YOU KEPT DEKU’S CHRISTMAS PRESENT TO YOU IN YOUR HERO COSTUME FOR GOOD LUCK, OH MY GOD. (1) YOU ARE THE LITERAL CUTEST, (2) IT’S TIMES LIKE THIS I’M GLAD I SHIP BASICALLY EVERYTHING BECAUSE THIS IS A DELIGHT, and (3) MINA’S REACTION TO THIS IS ABOUT TO BE MY FAVORITE THING OF ALL TIME, SO LET’S COUNT DOWN TO IT IN 3... 2...

okay but before we click to the next page, I just need to draw everyone’s attention to the background of that Jirou panel, where I’m pretty sure that is Ochako acquiring Hagakure’s quirk in a moment of transcendent desperation, much like how parents are able to summon incredible strength in times of crisis to lift cars off of their trapped children and shit. we are witnessing the next stage of human evolution over here

-- oh fuck me

hello, Horikoshi? yes, this was supposed to be a cute moment of teens being teens and giggling over high school crushes. did you not get the memo. what are you doing here with this sucker punch of feels right to my fucking kidneys. why would you do that. why does this panel of Ochako make me want to fucking cry, I did not ask for this

(ETA: but like also, you see how he just instantly drops the subject less than a panel later lol. like “THERE’S YOUR ROMANCE PLOT, OKAY?? NOW BACK TO THE REANIMATED BRAINWASHED CHILDHOOD FRIENDS ARC.”)

meanwhile in the boy’s locker room! so apparently word has spread about Deku mastering Bloopwhip!

so Ojiro is evidently fucking ripped under that karate gi. Ojiro, this one corner of a panel with you facing away from the screen is possibly the most interesting thing you’ve ever done. have you considered what a costume change might do for your image. I’m just saying

lmao Deku

I have never in my life found the idea of Villain Deku even remotely convincing until this exact moment. jesus christ. Deku are you sure there isn’t a little piece of AFO horcrux soul in you right at this moment. just wondering. if it was Kaminari doing this, the headline for this chapter would be “KAMINARI 100% CONFIRMED THE TRAITOR” and even I would find myself hard-pressed to argue at this point

anyway, the hero we deserve is stepping in to bring him back to reality sob

(ETA: I’m not even going to check the bnha tag to see if there is discourse about this, because I already know!! because clearly this is a very serious panel which should be taken 100% seriously!! anyway I’m not even going to go here lol.)

it’s okay kids I’m already dialing 911. Kacchan, honey, come here. listen, we need to put you in a time out. I love you but you can’t just go around throwing your spiky headgear at people like a fucking tomahawk, and also what the fuck is that thing even made of jesus christ

sob is Deku actually fucking dead

and so, while the girls were having cute shoujo drama about a romantic All Might plush, over in the boy’s locker room an actual murder was going down

FSDKDJL

I can’t. stop laughing. I

and the way they’re all just staring at him and clearly have no idea what to fucking do at this point. “so should we just... leave it in, then?” lmao Horikoshi what the fuck kind of substance did you ingest before you went and drew this. I need me some of that

(ETA: and now that I’ve mostly stopped laughing, I would also just like to point out that he is essentially saying “I just had to stop thinking so hard about it and just do it”, which I’ve only been saying SINCE FOREVER, DEKU, but sure go ahead and don’t listen to me then!)

ALL MIGHT IS...

WHY, YOU ASK? WHO CARES!!

lol apparently it’s a pun. someone go over there and check to make sure this All Might isn’t actually a bunch of Mirios hidden underneath a trench coat

anyway so they’re completely unimpressed, because they’re all jaded fucking teenagers with no souls, and they’re asking where Aizawa is

is this the part where we slide right back into the angst after our brief humorous interlude with the kiddos. because I am ready. bring it

OOOOH HERE WE GO, LOOK AT THIS TENSION

SO HERE WE HAVE MIC ACTUALLY TELLING AIZAWA TO SHUT THE FUCK UP, AND IT’S CONFIRMED, THE WORLD IS ENDING

and look at Aizawa’s body language. arms crossed, fingers tapping anxiously, gritting his teeth. fucking Mic has to tell him to calm down. jesus christ. anyway so Aizawa angst is apparently MY DRUG you guys, and Horikoshi you can go right ahead and INJECT THAT SHIT STRAIGHT INTO MY VEINS

AHHHHHHH

OHHHHHH THAT’S GOOD. I might need someone to come and slap me in the face in another minute just to make sure I can continue here

-- HOLD UP, WHAT

THAT SOUND YOU HEAR IS THE SOUND OF MY MENTAL BRAKES SCREECHING TO A FUCKING HALT, EVERYONE HOLD THE FUCK UP WHILE I DO A QUICK MENTAL ROLL CALL OF THE VILLAIN CAST AT USJ. FUCK ME, PLEASE TELL ME HE WASN’T THE NOUMU. BUT ASIDE FROM HIM AND TOMURA, AND THE FACELESS NO-NAME VILLAINS, THAT ONLY LEAVES... OKAY MY BRAIN JUST SERIOUSLY FROZE UP WHILE PROCESSING THIS, BECAUSE NO FUCKING WAY

fuck me fuck me FUCK ME

there is no fucking way it can really be Kurogiri, can it?? Kumo didn’t have a portal quirk. but All For One, though?? but no wait because we know he didn’t have that quirk because he had to use the other teleportation one instead. John’s or whoever’s

so then the only other option is the Noumu. could this be the start of the Noumu arc at long last?! oh my godddddd I’m about to get up out of my seat and just jump around for a second to get all my nerves out. ahhhhhhh

Horikoshi knew full well what he was doing titling the chapter “Shirakumo” and then teasing us with this incredibly tense buildup, too. I have actual fucking chills

oh my god IT REALLY IS THE NOUMU ISN’T IT

I HATE AND LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS SIMULTANEOUSLY, IT IS THE WEIRDEST FEELING. IT’S BOTH INVIGORATING AND TERRIFYING HOLY SHIT

I WANTED THIS. I KNEW IT WAS GONNA BE DARK. I WANTED IT SO BAD AND I COULDN’T WAIT FOR IT AND NOW IT’S FINALLY HAPPENING AND WHAT A FUCKING WAY TO KICK IT OFF I JUST!!!

AHHHHH

DON’T MIND ME PLEASE CONTINUE AND IGNORE ALL OF MY SILENT SCREAMING!!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

AIZAWA IS ABOUT TO LOSE HIS FUCKING MIND. HIS CLOSEST FRIEND WAS DESECRATED AND VIOLATED IN AN UNIMAGINABLE WAY AND TRANSFORMED INTO SOMETHING UNRECOGNIZABLE WITH ALL TRACES OF HUMANITY LOST, AND THIS WHOLE TIME HE THOUGHT HE WAS FUCKING DEAD. THEY DON’T EVEN HAVE A THERAPY FOR THAT, PEOPLE. THAT IS THE KIND OF ANGST THERE’S NO COMING BACK FROM

ANYWAY, SO THERE’S THAT SHOCKED AIZAWA FACE I CAUGHT A GLIMPSE OF YESTERDAY, NOW WITH HORRIFIC CONTEXT, AND IF ANYONE NEEDS ME I’LL JUST BE HERE IN THE CORNER SETTING MY KEYBOARD TO PERMANENT CAPSLOCK, AND UPDATING MY SEXUAL ORIENTATION TO “THE FUCKED-UP AIZAWA ANGST IN THIS CHAPTER” BECAUSE THAT’S APPARENTLY WHAT IT IS AND ALL THIS TIME I NEVER KNEW

OH GODDDDD

BRB UPDATING MY ORIENTATION AGAIN TO “MIC’S COMFORTING HAND ON AIZAWA’S SHOULDER AS AIZAWA STRUGGLES TO HOLD ON TO THE LAST OF HIS COMPOSURE WHILE TRYING AND FAILING TO PROCESS THIS UNFATHOMABLY HEINOUS THING THAT’S ABOUT TO BE REVEALED”

(ETA: and also!! the fact that either Mic’s hand is shaking, or Aizawa is shaking so badly that it’s affecting Mic’s hand on his shoulder too! either way how the hell am I not literally dead after reading this chapter, I don’t even know.)

WAIT WHAT!!!!

THE CORE?! SO WAIT, IS IT KUROGIRI THEN??? OR WHAT?!

(ETA: I know I’m just inserting random commentary all over the place at this point, but like, can we also talk about how Naomasa looks like he hasn’t slept in eleven years?? this is taking such a toll on his soul here and it’s heartbreaking.)

OH MY GOD!!!!!

I WISH I COULD BETTER DESCRIBE THIS FEELING BECAUSE IT’S REALLY SOMETHING!! I’M SO EXCITED AND AT THE SAME TIME FULLY AWARE OF HOW I’M DELIGHTING IN THE PAIN OF THESE FICTIONAL CHARACTERS, SO IT’S LIKE THIS GUILTY SADISTIC GLEE AND AT THE SAME TIME SHOCK AND EXCITEMENT AND DAMN NEAR A KIND OF ELATION AT BEING FULLY TAKEN FOR A RIDE BY THIS EPIC FUCKING TWIST. IT’S GOOD SHIT

SDLKFJASLKDFJ;LKS

(ETA: so if they can trace quirk factors like this, they should be able to do it with the other Noumu they have in captivity, and also with any dead Noumus they’ve collected as well, yes? including the one that Stain killed a few months back? like, don’t mind me, I’m just sitting here trying to calculate the Six Degrees of Bakuangst for this plotline seeing as my brain, as ever, is focused on one thing and one thing only.

and so if they have managed to ID some of the Noumus, would that info maybe be on the Hero Network? meaning Endeavor would have access? would the interns then have access too? or if not, is his password something easily guessable, like Shouto’s birthday or something? will I ever stop running out of hypothetical scenarios along these lines? doesn’t seem likely as of now.)

“SEVERAL DIFFERENT QUIRK FACTORS” HOLY SHIT, AFO. THAT MANIAC. THIS WHOLE TIME MY RESPECTED DOCTOR OF MEDICINE WAS REALLY A HIGH SCHOOL DROPOUT WHO GOT CONKED ON THE HEAD BY SOME FALLING ROCKS ONE DAY. THE GRANDDADDY OF ALL TWISTS!! THIS TWIST WAS CONCEIVED IN THE BOOK OF GENESIS!!

AND BY THE WAY, THANK YOU AGAIN TO THAT ANON, BECAUSE HOLY SHIT THE EMOTIONAL IMPACT IS FUCKING RAW. ONCE I FINALLY COME DOWN FROM THIS BIZARRE HIGH I’M GOING TO CRY FOR AIZAWA BECAUSE HE IS HURTING SO BAD RIGHT NOW AND I CAN’T EVEN, SOMEONE SAVE HIMMMM

WELL FOLKS. THERE IT IS. HORIKOSHI FINALLY HOOKING US UP WITH THAT GOOD ANGST. THE PLOT THAT WAS PROMISED. THE ANGST THAT WAS AVOWED. YOU GUYS I CAN’T BELIEVE AIZAWA SHOUTA WAS SHIGARAKI TOMURA’S FUCKING UNCLE THIS WHOLE FUCKING TIME. HOLY SHIT

AND YOOOO I JUST HAD A BUNCH OF THOUGHTS THAT I CAN BARELY EVEN PROCESS RIGHT NOW BECAUSE THIS REVELATION OPENS UP SO MANY NEW DOORS NOW ALL OF A SUDDEN THOUGH. BUT LIKE, IF AFO AND UJIKO WERE IN THE BUSINESS OF TAKING CHILDREN’S CORPSES AND REVIVING THEM AND INFUSING THEM WITH UPGRADED QUIRKS AND NO MEMORIES OF THEIR PRIOR LIVES, THEN HOLY FUCKING SHIT, WHAT IF A CERTAIN TODOROKI SIBLING REALLY DID FUCKING DIE AND HAS ACTUALLY BEEN A PUPPET OF AFO’S THIS ENTIRE TIME OH MY GOD. THIS CHAPTER IS JUST!!!

(ETA: yeah I actually have a lot of thinking to do about this one, because holy shit. I mean there must be a reason we’re getting this reveal directly on the heels of the Todoangst Arc with all of its talk about Touya and how dead he is, right? god I’m still trying to wrap my head around it all. this stupid manga!!)

AND AIZAWA’S FACE. THE WAY HE’S COVERING HIS MOUTH AS THOUGH TRYING TO KEEP HIMSELF FROM BEING SICK. THE MAN WHO PRIDES HIMSELF ON HIS RATIONALITY IS SO COMPLETELY OVERWHELMED BY EMOTION THAT HE’S STRUGGLING TO KEEP IT TOGETHER. THIS IS THE DEFINING WOUND OF HIS CHILDHOOD, RETURNING ALL OF A SUDDEN TO STAB HIM RIGHT IN THE HEART ALL OVER AGAIN WITH A FRESH NEW KIND OF HORROR. MIC, YOU’D BETTER BE THERE FOR HIM AFTER THIS, BECAUSE HE’S GOING TO FUCKING BREAK DOWN IN THE CAR ON THE RIDE HOME OR SOMETHING PROBABLY, AND HE NEEDS YOU, AND YOU PROBABLY NEED HIM TOO, AND FUCK

I DON’T HAVE SPACE FOR ALL THIS ANGST IN MY HOUSE!!! BUT LIKE HELL AM I GIVING ANY OF IT BACK, IT’S MINE NOW AND I’M KEEPING IT!! I WILL FUCKING RENT OUT A STORAGE LOCKER FOR THE EXCESS!! I WILL HOARD IT ALL LIKE A GREEDY DRAGON IN MY CAVE. THIS ANGST IS MY CHILD NOW. FUCKING SUBSCRIBED, GOOD NIGHT EVERYONE

#bnha 253 #aizawa shouta #yamada hizashi #shirakumo oboro #kurogiri #uraraka ochako #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #makeste reads bnha #and here's another thought I just had #which is that we were basically one momo away from potentially playing out this exact same plot twist #but with deku and kacchan instead #because the league would not have taken no for an answer #and even if tomura had felt like being merciful #(since he clearly has more humanity left in him than I formerly gave him credit for) #I guarantee you that afo would have stepped in at some point and been all #'you know what tomura why don't you let me see if I can help convince him' #like every now and then I just randomly think about how close my child came to experiencing an unimaginably dark fate #and I'm just like #deep sigh of relief #but oh the angst #this is the fuel that sustains me friends

[80s-roger]

down & dirty: 80s!Rog x Latina!Reader

requested by @johndeaconlover:

“Hi! How are you? Can I order a Roger Taylor smut in the 80's? He coming back from the stadium show that Queen was performing in Sao Paulo - Brazil with a Brazilian groupie in her early twenties? Since I'm ascending in Leo, you could make a pretty hot smut. Ps: an atypical Brazilian, only with big breasts, chubby and no butt. Please thank you! Xxxx”

i tried my best for this! ps. i love leo’s with my entire heart and i’m a taurus lol

masterlist

warnings: oral (f,m receiving), hardcore, swearing, cumshot

portray: early 80s!Rog, female latina reader

words: 2,154

summary: let’s say your name’s Beatrice and you’re a young twenty-one-year-old hot, thick and confident Brazilian who loves queen with her entire boobs, because boobs are bigger than your heart. you would be a groupie and you’d follow the British band everywhere just to see your crush roger taylor, the also hot drummer of queen. as he has seen you following, him and his bandmates since they toured in south america, after tonight’s concert in Sao Paulo, he treats you a drink at the hotel he was staying.

Tonight's concert was awesome. You screamed your lungs out at every song they performed and your eyes couldn't be taken away from the blond drummer. You really fancied him, it wasn't just a celebrity crush. You weren't a groupie for nothing. You literally wanted to spend a night with Roger. A night with a mature man who shows his masculinity by the way he bangs those drums.

As the concert ended, the band went front to the crowd, taking a bow as a thank you gesture and at the end, Roger threw his drum sticks, on purpose, close to you and didn't forget winking after all these flirting glares you gave him threw the entire concert. Of course, you caught his sticks and you couldn't stop staring at his name written on them, "Roger Taylor". By then, you had to follow them to their hotel.

You knew the hotel they were staying after following them for two days straight at your country. You took a cab and then sat at the lobby, waiting for them to arrive, not giving a damn what time they'd come. You wished they didn't attend any party. Rog at least because you were determined about sleeping with him if the chance comes. But he's such a player, he would be into it anyway.

As time passed by, it was almost one hour after midnight and you finally saw his figure at the reception. He was alone. You supposed he came on his own just because he knew you'd follow him even at his hotel. He has seen you multiple times since the day they landed in SA. You stood up, pretending you saw nothing, going through the lift. He was distanced from the reception when he saw you and killed you with his hot gaze. He checked on you from head to toe and you were so flattered by it. Your confidence reached God level. As he comes next to you, you feel the entire world disappearing. It was just him and you. Thankfully, the lift's doors opened on time and you both made your way upstairs. It was up to him now. You provoked the first step, now it's his turn.

"Hey." he smiled at you, breaking the silence.

"Oi!" you greeted him and smiled back.

"Oh, Portuguese..." He laughed staring at the ground. "Um..." he itched his chest, as his hand surpassed his blue shirt. "Você fala inglês?" He seemed like it was the only thing he could say in Portuguese so you decided to play him a bit.

"De qualquer maneira." You laughed because he didn't understand a word. Your English were really good, you just wanted to be a good tease. You loosed your shirt, having your breasts kinda exposed to him. As he notices your move he swallows in excitement, like he can't wait to fuck you.

"Sorry?" He shakes his head confused.

"I know English, I'm just teasing you." You laughed and he felt released after you spoke in his native language.

"I waited for something english coming from you so you could understand me saying how beautiful you are." He bit his lip as his hand gently wrapped your waist and you already felt like dying.

"Ah, obrigada!" You smiled all flattered.. "Would you like us to grab a drink at the bar?" You offered before going immediately to the main menu. He was impatient getting into your pants but you wanted to tease him for real.

"Oh, of course umm..." He stops as he finds out he doesn't know your name.

"It's Beatrice." You introduced yourself and his smiles goes bigger as he hears a Latin name coming from a bombass Latina.

"You already know my name, so let's just go to the bar and get along." He made way for you as the elevator's doors opened again and you both sat at the bar and ordered a drink for each other.

"So, why did you come here on your own?" You asked, searching for fast answers. You wanted to be sure he came here just because he thought you'd be here waiting for him.

"I actually knew you'd follow me or at least wait for me at the hotel I stay so I said to myself, nah, I should eventually meet you. You were literally in front of me for so many days." He laughed after taking a drag of his cigarette.

"It sounds now like I am a stalker!" You laughed before drinking from your glass.

"Well in the rock n' roll music industry you call it a groupie so it doesn't sound like you have mental issues." He joked and you both got really close as the time passed. You could feel the heat among you and the desire of sleeping together growing fast. "You don't stay in this hotel don't you, Beatrice?" He asked as he placed his glass down, at the counter. It was coming.

"Of course not, but I would as long as you stay here." you winked and he got the message. You were both so turned on by the attitude you two served. His eyes were burning you alive.

"How about, coming with me?" He just offered you sex, oh my god, you thought, it's finally happening.

"Why not?" You raised an eyebrow and stood up as he grabbed your hand and led you to the lift again, an hour later.

As you got inside, he pressed the seventh floor and all this ecstasy, led you on jumping on his lap, kissing him passionately, revealing the lioness in you. It was a thirsty and deep kiss, all you wanted to get from him, before the rest, hmm.

"You're so ready for it, aren't you?" He asked interrupting the kiss and gently grabbed your small butt.

"I've never wanted anyone this badly before." You said as you took a breath and wrapped your fingers at Roger's blond messy hair.

"Just tell me how you like it." His voice was deeper than usual and kissed your lips again and pressed you against the lift's wall, with no space among you. You already felt his boner between your legs and you got so wet in seconds.

“You don’t have to be gentle with me, I don’t break easily.” You looked at his eyes and his pupils dilated.

He was just staring at you amazed and shocked before kissing you and without removing you from his lap, he went at his room's door, unlocked it, both got inside and locked again. You were finally at his big suite, ready to feel him inside you. Roger threw you on the bed the way you wanted him to. You wanted it rough so he's not playing and neither are you. He was so impatient taking his clothes off and so were you. With fast moves, he took off your denim shorts, revealing your already black wet panties. As he was shirtless you could watch his chest jumping up and out by anticipation. He was horny and so were you, the room was about to turn into hell. He laid on top of you, rubbing his bulge between your legs while his lips moved to your neck, biting and sucking you, you knew there'd be marks the next day but you didn't care because they're made by Rog. He then, unbuttoned your bra, revealing your big breasts he was impatient to fuck.

"Oh my fucking God..." He gasped at the sight of them and placed his head right there, squeezing them and sucking them. You wouldn't stop moaning at his touches on you.

The next thing he did after he was done with your tits, he took off your wet panties and he was straight in contact with your soaked pussy. He dominantly stared at you and with no warning, he placed his tongue at your clit eating you like he was starving. The way he was eating you, caused you to moan loudly and impulsively you placed your hand on your mouth. As he notices your hand on your mouth, he stops what he's doing and looks at you with a serious tone. “Just for that, I’m gonna suck your clit ‘til you go blind,” he said and then you were fucking turned on. You said rough, you're really getting it the way you wanted it. "Fuck, I'm sorry." You apologised and the next thing you felt, was your clit swollen by him as his three fingers inserted your vagina and he was moving them fastly, leading you on the edge of cumming so early.

"I don't want to cum yet..." You whimpered as you arched your back and he stopped what he was doing after giving you a long lick down there.

“I don’t care how good it feels you’d better not cum until I tell you to.” He said as he got close to you again, kissing you so deeply, you could receive a taste of what you taste like and hell that was addicting.

He made you stand up from the bed and he went to his suitcases, taking a condom. He wore it around his boner and kneeled you down, “You look so good on your knees like that.” he bit his lip and you could only be impatient sucking him. "Filthy cock-slut, choke on it," he said and grabbed your head onto his pelvis. You had his dick in your mouth and you were taking it so well, it gave you pleasure at every inch of your body. "Ah, that's it, baby..." He moaned as your blow-job made him lose it and his hands moved you even closer to his base, reaching his balls and your throat welcomed already his hard long dick. "Holy fuck..." He moaned as you took him out from your mouth.

"It would be rough for both of us.." You winked as you exhaled.

"Is that so? You wanna be competitive?" He raised his eyebrow and kissed you again. "Then, bend over, I am not joking." He ordered. His leadership on sex is so sexy, even you, as a confident and dominant woman gets lost on it. You did as he told you and you were legit ready to get his dick.

"Make it hard, I can take it." You prepared yourself as his hands wrapped your waist and his dick was shoved inside your wet cunt. His moves were fast from the start, imagine what's happening later.

"You feel so good all soaking wet, you take my cock like a whore..." He moaned as he was giving you multiple butt slaps when you were moving back and forward, begging for his dick to go even deeper in you.

"Oh my God, Roger, fuck me harder..." You loudly moaned and he fastly turned you over so now you have a clear view of his blushed face.

"I want to see these tits bouncing the way I fuck you hard." He bit his lip and grabbed your legs as his hips were moving fastly against you. You would explode in any minute if he wouldn't let you come.

"Fuck Rog, I wanna cum." You whimpered as you moaned his name.

"You do? You have to beg for it.." He said as his thrusts were continued against you. You wanted your clit rubbed but if you touched he'd punish you. You noticed a vein-popping at his temple, he was so close.

"Please Roger, let me cum! Please!" You whimpered as you were reaching your climax.

"Cum, little slut, cum..." He moaned as he pressed his thumb against your clit and rubbed it fastly after removing himself from your pussy. A second later, you squirted in front of his penis and you laid your head back, relaxing after the epic bonk you got from him. "Now come here and taste my cum..." he demanded and you came in front of him, tasting all his ejaculates. "You take it all so nice, like a whore... Fuck..." He whispered as he saw you swallowing everything he gave you.

"That was so hot Roger... It was the best thing ever..." you exhaled after standing up from his bed.

"Oh my God, it really was. What a sexy Latina you are..." He was watching you dressing up again and he did the same, at least he wore his underwear. He would sleep in a few. "So you're leaving now?" he asked confused.

"Yes, I don't want any commitment." You winked at him as you were standing close to his door.

"Can I at least have your number? Do you have a telephone?" He asked confused. Not all people had phone devices.

"Oh, sure." You raised your shoulder and gave him your number. "We had a wild night..." You smiled before opening the door.

"You could sleep here tonight..." he suggested.

"I could, but you fucking me was much more desirable... You feel?" you smiled at him and he did the same. "Boa noite e bons sonhos, Roger." You gave him a sweet kiss and left his hotel room.

#queen #queen band #borhap #bohemian rhapsody #roger taylor #Roger Meddows Taylor #roger taylor smut #roger taylor x reader #roger taylor x female reader #roger taylor x y/n #roger taylor x oc #rami malek #freddie mercury #brian may #gwilym lee #joe mazzello #john deacon

[letsperaltiago]

and if we give a little of our love away; maybe meet in the middle every night and day | Jake x Amy|

I Love You-prompt request #91: I hope you like it.

Requested by anonymous

Again and as always, because I’m excited to share: this isn’t proof read yet, so sorry in advance for typos and other mishaps! But omg, guys... I’m actually (for once lol) so proud of this. I really poured every damn thing into it, so I’d really love love love if you’d give me some response! Enjoyyyy and merry early Christmas!

Also this title is lyrics from a celine dion song don’t look at me 

Word count: 2.4k

Heavy chunks of ice, which the weather lady on TV dared to call ‘beautiful snowflakes’, drizzled down on the district of Brooklyn. Its habitants had naturally chosen to stay inside in order to escape from the cold, but also because it was indeed Christmas Eve. The streets were clear from people - not snow - and the only life to be seen was the flickering street lights and occasional birds as they searched for a hiding place themselves.

Inside what used to be Amy Santiago’s apartment, two anxious individuals were running around the house in preparation for tomorrow’s festivities. Actually, the truth of the matter was that Jake Santiago Peralta was hopelessly stadning by the kitchen sink, feeling anxious for Amy Santiago Peralta, as he watched her anxiously run around the house. Luckily - Jake was starting to realise it was quite rather the opposite - Amy had been given the day off, since her entire family plus the Peralta-parents would be coming over for Christmas morning celebrations.

He hadn’t been around for the entirety of the day, since he still had to go to work, but his wife had been up and running around even before he had. In retrospective it was hardly surprising, but it had definitely caught him off guard at 5 AM, when her alarm had ripped them both out of a deep slumber. Within seconds the alarm was cut off, Amy was out of bed and he was left with the remaining warmth that her body had left on the mattress beside him. For a second he thought he was dreaming, but upon noticing the bathroom light being turned on, he’d lazily boosted himself into a half-risen position, resting on his forearm and elbow. After quickly checking the clock on his bedside table, he’d redirected his exhausted and disoriented gaze towards the bathroom.

“Ames?” His voice was groggy, and he had to squint; even the slightest light coming from the bathroom was burning his eyes. “What are you doing?”

A couple of seconds went by in silence, before she rushed out of the neighbouring room in what would be her grey, ‘down for business’-set of sweats and a high ponytail. Even through the darkness, he could tell that her facial expression showed no mercy and she was determinate as ever - Santiago style.

“Ames?” He tried to reach her again.

“Our families will be here in,” she swiftly glanced at her wristwatch, “T minus 29 hours and this place is a mess!”

“Wha-“ he frowned, even more profoundly than before, as his wife basically bolted out of the room with a huge binder with the title: ‘Santiago-Peralta Christmas 2020’, that she (apparently?) had stored in their closet for God knows how long. A deep sigh escaped his exhausted body, internally debating whether or not he was going to be a good or bad husband today. Even though he was lowkey exhausted by just the thought of his wife’s monstrous ambitions, he still still respected her enough to choose the latter and force himself out of bed. Within the timeframe of 5 minutes, he managed to get up and pull a signature hoodie over his pyjamas (aka. his boxers and a random t-shirt), allowing him to leave the coziness of the dark bedroom behind for the livingroom and whatever ‘mess’ his wife was talking about.

She was already running around the room and picking up clothes (mostly his - and yes, he did feel bad). With this tempo, she was going to exhaust herself in a matter of no time and just the thought pained him. Amy would have to slow down in orde to survive today, Jake knew, and as her husband it was his job to trick her into it since she’d never explicitly want to.

“Babe, calm down,” his voice was still tired, but he made sure it was still kind since the last thing she needed was to feel critiqued. “Let yourself sleep for once. It’s your day off.”

She froze on the spot, whipping her head in direction and letting him know that he’d stepped onto dangerous territory. “I will not allow our families to be disappointed by their first Christmas at our place, Jake. Everything needs to be in order, and sleeping won’t obtain that!”

“Okay…” It’s not like he didn’t know that telling her to calm down wouldn’t make her calm down, but it seamed like an obvious first try. Instead of giving up, like one maybe should at this point, he took a deep breath as he walked over to the opened binder on the dinner table. “But then at least let me help.” His eyes quickly skimmed over the visible pages, taking in all the sections, sub-sections and even sub-sub-sections.

By then she no longer looked mad, but now rather discouraged upon hearing him offer his help. “That’s very sweet of you,” she tugged the dirty laundry into the basket she’d brought along for the ride around the entire apartment. “But there’s so much to do and it needs to be done after the book. Just go back to sleep. I’ll be okay.”

“Ames,” he grabbed her wrist as she rushed past him, gently removing the laundry basket from her other hand and putting it down besides them. Before she could object to it, he was holding onto both of her hands in order to make sure she that he had her full attention. It was obvious, from the look in her dark eyes, that she was anxious, stressed and tired. Christmas was supposed to be the exact opposite. “There’s no way you can do this all by yourself. Let’s sit down for a minute, at least have a cup of coffee, and you can instruct me on what to do. Okay?” He looked straight into her eyes, sincerely hoping that she’d accept his offer and take some of the burden off her shoulders. As the cherry on top, he soothingly drew circles on the inside of her palms with his thumbs, hopefully working away some nerves.

Oddly enough, hearing her sigh and seeing her shoulders drop in defeat was indeed more than a simple victory for Jake. It meant that he, to some extent, had fought off the stressed beast inside his wife’s gut. “I guess you’re right… Sorry.”

“Don’t apologise,” he sent her a tired smile, before pressing his lips to her forehead for a tender moment, before mumbling against it. “Sit down and I’ll brew us some coffee. Then we can go through your binder together.”

A lot had happened since T minus 29 hours.  Even though the entire apartment was now spotless, decorated to pure perfection (precisely like Amy’s binder had predicted: colour-coordinated, well-balanced and including both  small catholic and jewish touches) and most of the food was prepped for tomorrow morning, they’d hit the ’T minus 13’-mark. Just when he thought he’d seen his wife at her worst, she absolutely crumbled in front of him.

“No no no no!” She almost screamed at the oven, squatting in front of it and desperately pressing all of its buttons. “Why. Won’t. You. Work!” With every word, the poor, defenceless oven received a punch from the agitated woman. That’s when Jake decided that enough was enough. He wanted to be the last person to tell a woman what to do, but there had to be limits. Beating up an oven was now one.

“Woah woah woah!” He jogged over to gently pull her to her feet and back to a distance, where the oven wouldn’t suffer further abuse. “Alright, babe… Time out.” He grabbed her shoulders to spin her 180 degrees and restrain her from turning away.

“But the turkey needs to slow roast!” She whined and Jake could swear that he could spot tears forming in his eyes. “It needs 12 hours and 45 minutes in the oven like Boyle showed me, and if everyone arrives at 10 AM tomorrow, then it needs to get in within the next 5 minutes!”

“Babe,” he tried to get through to her - again - slightly tightening his soft grip on her shoulder, just to get her attention as he had rarely seen her spiral like this. “You don’t get it! If it doesn’t go in NOW, then it’ll be way too pink for anyone to eat-“

“Ames!” He snapped, not angrily bit firmly enough to get her attention for a second. “Breathe with me, okay?” He started taking deep breaths - inhaling through his nose and exhaling through his mouth - never letting his eyes leave hers. Seconds later she was quietly breathing with him, and he allowed himself to gently rub her shoulders. The worst was over.

A calm smile spread across his face, hoping that she’d soon mirror it. “Amy… Everything looks perfect and it’ll still look that way tomorrow.”

“But the turkey-,” she whimpered quietly.

“The turkey will be fine as well. Yes, people will arrive at 10, but we’re not gonna serve the turkey until lunch, which means we have an extra couple of hours for it to cook. Everything is done and going accordingly to the binder. There’s nothing else you can do now. Please stop?” It was now his turn to look desperate, sincerely hoping that this would be enough to convince her. A silence washed over them, like the quiet after a massive storm, and it allowed Jake to hear his wife’s finally even breaths. Thank God.

He felt her exhale deeply under his soft touch on her arms. “O-okay. You’re right…” A tiny smile finally broke out on her face.

It was now Jake’s turn to let out a heavy breath, relieved from the bottom of his hear, which also showed when a adoring smile followed behind. “Good. Now I’ll take care of the bird, while you go take a nice shower.”

“You’re the best,” she gently placed her hand where his heart hid behind his firm chest, and quietly took soaked the soothing beat. “Meet me out here afterwards? I have… an early Christmas present for you.”

This immediately caught Jake’s attention, obviously showing as his brows rose in curiosity. “Ooooh, is it something sexy?” He teased, only earning a pair of rolling eyes and a soft punch to where her hand had previously rested.

“Jake… Turkey,” and with that his Amy was back on earth and walking towards the bathroom.

Later that evening, after respectively showering and putting the huge bird in the oven (and also making sure that the timer was set correctly), the couple settled down on the couch together. In the background, soft Christmas music and dimmed fairy lights were finally allowed to give the room its destined cozy and relaxed atmosphere. To Jake’s relief, Amy looked much healthier and happier. And if that was all he’d get for Christmas that year, then he’d be more than okay with it. Yet the small package in her lap told him that it wasn’t.

“Ames, I thought we were going to open presents tomorrow?”

A soft, yet somewhat nervous, smile was plastered to her glowing face as she nervously fidgeted with the green, flawless curled ribbon. “I know,” she allowed herself to glance up at him through her dark eyelashes. “But I waned to give you this without everyone else around. Merry Christmas, Jake.” She carefully placed the red and green package in his hands, chewing on her bottom lip as he carefully unwrapped it.

To both her delight and fear, Jake quickly finished the unwrapping process, pushing the paper aside to reveal a little white, knitted cloth. His eyes rose to meet hers. Confused but not disappointed; Questioning but pleasantly curious.

“I-I hope you like it,” she stuttered nervously, still smiling, as he pulled the cloth completely out of the packaging.

“You know I love everything you make, but what-,” his sentence was cut short, when he held up the cloth and two additional, seemingly smaller pieces cloths emerged from either side of the bigger piece. For a second, he seemed even more confused before until a realisation hit him like lighting and caused the man to freeze.

“A cardigan?”

She nodded, telling him he was indeed headed in the right direction with this guessing game. Another realisation hit him.

“A tiny cardigan?”

She once more, just like before, nodded in approval. A few seconds of silence allowed the other shoe to drop and never before had Amy Santiago Peralta seen her husband’s wider. Not even the first time she kissed him against that tree; not even the first time she said “I love you”; not even on their wedding day.

“A tiny cardigan,” he repeated, this time a statement instead of a question. After taking a second to look at the fabric in his hands like he was in deep thought, he glanced back at his wife with stars in his eyes. “A tiny cardigan. For a tiny human.”

Her previously nervous smile was immediately replaced by a wide, toothy smile and crystal clear tears forming in her eyes. A final approving nod from her sent him over the edge. Completely forgetting about it in the moment, he dropped the fabric in his lap and immediately lurched forward to cup her rosy cheeks in his hands. Within seconds, before she had the time to blink or understand what was going on, his lips were and hers. The world around them disappeared as he carefully stroked her now damp cheeks, while he poured all of his love and joy into a soft yet passionate kiss.

“Is this real?” He pulled back a bit, just barely enough to speak; almost too excited and out of breath for it to be coherent. His forehead was still resting against hers. He kissed her again before she had the time to answer properly, limiting her to a nod and a smushed hum. After another few tender moments of just soaking in their mutual joy and love, he broke the kiss again, still leaving their foreheads touching.

“I’m going to be a dad,” a single tear rolled down his cheek in overwhelming disbelief. This was definitely too much for his own good, but he didn’t care.

“Yes,” she sniffled, definitely crying more than him, but also not really caring. This was their Christmas miracle. Not anyone else’s. Just theirs for now. “You’re going to be dad.”

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[fanfictionconnectionwordpress]

MC who likes to show off and be hella sexy and tease the fuck out of everyone around her (More fun when she's not dating anyone) and knows damn right everybody is fighting over her ;) (I think this is kinda of a headcanon but for all of the gang? Idk? You can put your own plot maybe she'll end up with someone, if you want her to end up with someone please RFA + V + saeran) Thank you and sorry for disturbing (´∀｀)

***For this, imma have this be some universe where V and Saeran have been saved and are both in the RFA, Yay for V also not being blind lol ~Let’s Connect! FFC***

You really enjoyed teasing the crap out of everyone, and it wasn’t just for the reactions, but also, you were kind of testing who would make the best match for you as a person. This was really a part of who you are. There was only so much you could learn over a messenger, and now that the party was over, you still couldn’t quite decide. Everyone was cleaning up around the stage and right at the edge, there was a pole. It was pretty thin and you had been a dancer before, so it couldn’t possibly be that hard just to have a little fun could it? You walked right up to it, swung your leg over it and did a spin around. That was fun actually. “Hey, everyone, watch this~”

Jaehee:

She was simply working on throwing items away and replacing the decorations where Jumin was directing her when you called out that they should look over and…the first thing she saw was your bare thigh from the slit in your dress and the way you were posed on that pole.

Jaehee swallowed hard and could swear she had beads of sweat dripping down the side of her face as it lit up red.

Those were inappropriate feelings and she was so uncomfortable. “MC this is not the place for that kind of thing!”

You clearly weren’t listening to her protest, so she simply went back to what she was doing before trying to be normal while she fumbled with it.

-

Jumin:

He had turned upon you calling for everyone, but his cheeks filled with color.

Jumin generally didn’t have much of a reaction to women, other than the natural feelings all men experienced, but he happened to like you and also that was incredibly provocative.

Your favorite business exec coughed and adjusted his cuff links before returning to what he was doing as well, out of respect for your body and not looking at you in ‘that’ way despite that seemingly being what you wanted. “I agree with Assistant Kang. Please get back to work.”

It was more appropriate not to think those kinds of thoughts about a woman before marriage, anyway. 

That, and, there really was a lot of cleaning to do and he’s a very practical man.

-

V:

He was focused on writing out the details of his photography and other donated pieces to the auction and where each piece needed to be delivered when you called out.

V actually chuckled, despite the light blush on his face from such an overt act.

At least you were having fun, even if the obvious prudes of the group were turning away.

“Don’t hurt yourself, MC!” He was really enjoying looking around at the reactions of the others and almost wished he’d gotten out his camera to capture their faces.

-

Zen:

As soon as you called out he looked over and almost dropped the box he was carrying.

He couldn’t tear his eyes off of you, his mouth wide open.

Once he processed what was happening he called out a “Nice dancing, MC!” and enjoyed the show, since you seemed to be enjoying yourself and watching someone in their element was always a good thing.

Then he started to feel like a little friend the beast was coming to visit, and he turned beet red, tearing his gaze away almost immediately.

This wasn’t the time to release the beast and he had to put his focus on making sure to control it.

-

Yoosung:

He was wiping down a table when he looked over at you and slipped, slamming his face onto the table.

Ouch…that was so embarrassing. But once he really looked at you, his face was red for a completely different reason, not the blood dripping from his nose.

How could you just do that in a public place?!

You looked so good and he couldn’t go his mind from wandering a little, so he shook his head rather violently before covering his face with his hands, peeking through them just a little, he was a man after all.

Your safety was at stake, though, with that pole so close to the edge of the stage and he couldn’t help but to stutter out a warning. “MC, ple…please be careful!”

Seven:

At the moment you called out, he was picking up some streamers and wondering if he could manage to reuse them somehow for a prank.

He dropped the streamers upon seeing what you were up to as his face turned pink. For all his flirty talk, he was a bit of dweeb when it came to actual acts of this kind, but he did recover quickly.

Seven looked around at the others and almost all of them seemed to be getting incredibly flustered, which was kind of funny, and there was a golden opportunity here for some fun.

“I’m heading up, MC!”

He barely gave you any warning before joining you on the pole and starting an elaborate routine with you, even letting it get a little sexy despite how red in the face he kept getting.

Okay, so he was really flustered, but at least it was a good time, and when you asked him if he could take you home afterwards, he didn’t refuse.

Although he did clutch his cross hidden under his fancy clothes and send up a little prayer that you didn’t try to tease him too badly because he wasn’t the kind of person who could resist your charms.

Saeran:

His idiot brother was working with the streamers, so naturally Saeran was across the room cleaning up the food table.

He wasn’t expecting the sight that he was greeted with when he looked over, and his first instinct was to turn way with a bright blush on his face.

After a moment, he looked back over his shoulder, watching you dance for a little bit but keeping quiet.

This was an uncomfortable situation, even if he had to admit you were attractive, but as soon as his brother joined you, he grimaced and looked away.

His brother was such an idiot…but he maybe also felt just a little jealous that Saeyoung was so confident, but also a little disgusted at the same time because he did not need to see his brother flirting with you.

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[eccacia]

Favorite Snowbarry Fics

So I have a bit of free time before things get busy again, and being Snowbarry Trash™ I thought, What better way to spend it than rereading my favorite SB fics????? At first I compiled all the links in one place as a reference for myself, but what the heck, it won’t hurt to put these fics out there again and send the writers some love.

Before anything, a caveat: this is by no means a comprehensive list of all the best SB fics. There are a lot of other great fics out there. Also “favorite” here probably more accurately means “fics I reach for when I’m having a bad day,” lol. So to these writers here, THANK YOU. Your fics really get me going again. (And to other fanfic writers out there, keep writing! You’ll never know when a fic will make someone’s day a little better, as these did for me.)

The fics are below the cut, arranged alphabetically. I put in the summary and a brief gushing of what I liked about them. Happy reading, everyone! Don’t forget to give the ones you like some love!

& If It Never Ends then When Do We Start, by @ttinycourageous​

Far too soon, a common occurrence for them, their time together is up. Looking up at him Caitlin wonders how long they’ll be able to keep this going; Barry gone on a mission, she back to the lab ignoring Jay’s advances, both of them under the scrutiny of the agency they work for. How long before her heart gets broken?

“Can you keep a secret?” Barry asks.

[00Q au in which Barry's the spy, and Caitlin one of the scientists providing the gadgets. The two grow closer over the course of several months, mostly due to Barry's insistent inquiring after her real name.]

Spy AU? Secret Identities?? Forbidden Relationship?????? Uh, count me in. What really gets to me about this, though, is that unlike other spy AUs, the language isn’t punchy and action-packed; instead the story’s told with restraint, and the language pulses with quiet longing. Tension and suspense aren’t so much in the external circumstances as in the internal conflict, so the moment that they finally come together is the climax in both external and internal tension. It’s just brilliant. Also I live for coded affectionate exchanges, that whole saying one thing but meaning something else, and it was so well done in this fic.

at first sight, by @tinytendril

College Pride & Prejudice AU. Literature student Barry swears he hates everything about the privileged side of Central City, including one leggy, doe-eyed, bon-mot tossing, label-worshiping vortex of girly vapidness Caitlin Snow. Until, as these things go, he doesn’t, not even by a small measure, and not at all.

I’ve read this so many times I’ve lost count. But really, wow. Barry as Lizzy and Caitlin as Darcy just makes so much sense, and the rest of the cast were slotted so naturally into their P&P counterparts that I couldn’t imagine it any other way. The dialogue’s also very witty. I love how Caitlin calls Barry out for his pretentiousness. (The pretentiousness is so well-done, by the way. I mean, just look at the summary. It’s a mini-adventure into the dictionary.) I always get this sense of vindictive joy when Barry realizes that Caitlin can match him line for line. Ha, you show him, girl. Serves him right for underestimating you. Anywaaay, I could go on, but in short, I love this fic to bits.

Blind Date, by @chasingblue57​​

Iris just knows that Barry & her TA are perfect for each other, she just needs to get them in the same room [college au].

Iris as a matchmaker, Barry and Caitlin being set up on an awkward blind date, them talking about awkwardness during said blind date... It’s the most adorable thing, I tell you. Even if the same can be said of nearly all of Blue’s fics, this one’s close to my heart.

cold and paperskin, by @briarsrosie​

You're Killer Frost. Caitlin Snow is dead. You deserve to die, too. / Trigger warning.

This technically isn’t SB or even romance. It’s Snowbarisco friendship, and I’m glad it is. It’s also a great rendering of Caitlin’s disjointed, fractured consciousness following her rampage as Killer Frost, and the obsessive repetition of that “you-deserve-to-die” reveals the destructive quality of her guilt. But what really got me was the friendship. I mean, friendship’s usually light and fluffy, but their friendship here is tenacious and stubborn and hopeful, and it’s what saves Caitlin in the end. It’s so precious.

Could End in Burning Flames or Paradise, by NeoNails

Or 5 Times Caitlin Had Sex with Barry & the 1 Time It Meant Something. "She didn't know what series of events culminated in Barry's mood that night, but she did know it began with him pulling the bottle out of her hand and taking a long swig for himself."

This one needs little explanation. I don’t know about you, but one of the first things I did as a new SB fan was to look for good smut, and this one was the first one I came across. It definitely did not disappoint. It was written way back, but it remains my favorite smutty fic.

here is my heart (your love is everything i need), by @roastytoastyprincesss

AU: In a world where soulmates exist, when your first touch with them shall brand you for life, Barry Allen gets marked. By who he's not quite certain, but he's determined to find out. Caitlin Snow however, she knows... she's just not ready to deal with it's repercussions. Snowbarry.

The angst almost killed me in this one. It’s a masterful prolonging of a misunderstanding, with every opportunity to right it consistently thwarted; and when the truth is finally revealed, it’s in the worst circumstances possible. It’s what makes their reunion so cathartic, and their hot make-out scene towards the end so satisfying.

(i know that) we’re cool, by Lint​

She hasn't smiled much because there hasn't been anything worth smiling about. But all of a sudden some string bean of a police scientist wakes up from a lightning induced coma, and her facial muscles magically remember how?

Probably the first SB fluff I’ve read. Whenever I reread it my facial muscles still ache from smiling. Also, I’m pretty wordy as a writer, so it amazes me to see how much happens and how much is conveyed through short sentences and succinct dialogue.

If summer is for lovers then consider me in love, by gustin puckerman

When Barry finds out about the kiss.―Barry/Caitlin. Post 1x19 "Who is Harrison Wells". Oneshot.

This has the most adorable SB conversation ever. Barry and Caitlin tiptoe around the elephant in the room in the most endearing, awkward way, but what really gets to me is that behind the innocence of their words, their verbal dancing around each other feels like a strip tease, a slow revelation of the truth one line of dialogue at a time. It ends in the purest way possible, though: not with a kiss, because that would have been a decisive gesture, one that doesn’t quite fit with the atmosphere of the story, but with tentative hand-holding and a walk home. What’s not to love?

Knowing the Flows of Time, by @christinafalls

There is no greater pain than knowing. Barry travels back in time to save his mum, that single event is the catalyst that allows him to have a life with Caitlin he never expected he'd want. But could he truly fight destiny when he knows they were never meant to be?

I was an emotional wreck after reading this fic. I was in tears by the end. Everything hurt. I was in a daze for the rest of the day. This story, I remember thinking to myself then, is one that knows how to end. The storytelling was beautiful, with not one scene out of order. I still reread this from time to time just to marvel at how seamlessly everything unfolds.

Lifeguards’ Summer, by @destianac

This was going to be the longest summer of her life. First, she had to work instead of travelling with her best friend. Second, she was paired with that tall brown-haired guy and his cocky grin. Snowbarry AU one-shot. Summer Lovin' 16 - Day 2 - Lifeguards AU

My favorite SB summer read. Destiana pulls off a Barry with boyish charm, cocky and goofy at the same time. The dialogue is light and funny, and there’s a ton of fluff. Not just any fluff, too — it’s sexy fluff. Destiana practically invented that genre for SB. I read this on bad days to cheer up, and it always does the trick.

Swimming Lessons, by chasingblue57

The gang heads to the beach so Barry can teach Caitlin to swim, things get a bit handsy.

This is one of my favorite tropes of all time, and Blue just nails it. The moment when he first sees her in the bikini. The tickling. The not-so-accidental, lingering touches over bare skin. The “Don’t Worry, I Won’t Let You Drown” speech. The innocent flirting contrasted with the fact that they’re both half-naked and, well, wet. I grin like a fool every time I read this, especially when I reach the last line, because it recasts everything in a different light. Read it if you haven’t yet and you’ll see what I mean. It’s just delightful.

somebody sweet to talk to, by tinytendril

Isolated and jaded, executive assistant Caitlin finds an unexpected companion with a stranger, or her IT specialist, Barry. Except, they’ve only got a single phone line to connect them.

AUs are usually more difficult to ease into, but in this case I’m in awe of how I already have a feel of the setting and the characters from just the first paragraph. I also love how Caitlin and Barry’s relationship progresses through dialogue, how they initially get in touch because of professional necessity, and how that professional necessity soon (d)evolves into a sly ruse for another kind of necessity altogether. I’m a sucker for those things, and this one was beautifully done.

text me a heart attack, by @shyesplease​

Caitlin texts Barry because she needs a little bit of saving, but Barry might be the one having a heart attack.

One of the best things about reading drunk!Caitlin is watching how she (and the author) comes up with ways to reduce Barry into a flustered, tongue-tied mess, and in this fic it’s done so deliciously: drunk!Caitlin sends Barry a hot pic of herself that he receives during a nice, wholesome family dinner... and, well, you can read on to enjoy the hilarity that ensues. I also love the devious twist at the end, during the post-drunk!Caitlin conversation in the morning. Barry’s teasing her mercilessly, as expected, and Caitlin endures it... until she turns the entire conversation on its head with a single line, and then saunters away leaving Barry simultaneously confused and turned on in her wake. Poor Barry. Good thing there’s a sexting sequel...

Untitled, by @snow-bellarke-barry​ 

Barry sneaks into Caitlin’s house at night & asks for her help.

My favorite Caitlin-nurses-Barry-back-to-health fic. I just keep going back to the scene where Barry, after two days of being knocked out by an injury, finally wakes up to see Caitlin dozing off, and then he correctly surmises that she hardly slept for the entirety of those two days while keeping watch over him. It just seemed so Caitlin to worry to the point of forgetting to care for herself, but at the same time not exactly revealing or broadcasting the extent of her worry (except probably in the form of a warning, or in this case in eliciting a promise from Barry). And the scene at the end when they kiss after the culmination of all the anxiety was definitely a wonderful bonus.

wanna be around, girl, by tinytendril

1960s Snowbarry AU - Marrying into wealth isn’t Caitlin Snow’s idea. It takes an annulment and a pool boy with a smart mouth to break out of her perfectly colourless suburban lifestyle.

Oh my God, I live for this fic. I have a soft spot for heroines who go through their lives having everything externally but feeling a diffuse, unnameable restlessness inside, and then meeting someone who finally, really sees her behind all the glamor. I’d like to think it goes beyond just romance, this seeing; it’s like being acknowledged and respected and accepted as an individual... Or is that what romance is? Lol anyway, I love how the choice of setting further emphasizes the importance of appearances. It makes Caitlin’s developing relationship with Barry all the more deviant, and it becomes an important stepping-stone to her questioning of societal expectations and finally breaking free of them; it enables her to not only choose whom she wants to be with but also what she wants to do with her interests and talents. Other than that, I also love the progression of their relationship: how rigid their interactions first seem, marked by the obligatory proprieties; how they slowly shed those proprieties; and then how, during the climax, they just throw all caution to the wind. A really wonderful, engrossing read. I always feel so content after reading this.

Well, that’s it for now. I might add more in the future when I’ve read more fics or if I’ll suddenly remember one that I’ve missed. If you liked anything, don’t forget to let the writers know, or reblog with your comfort fics if you like :)

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[midtownvaledictorian]

Sushi, Drinks, and...

Tom asks you on a mysterious date after meeting you in a coffeeshop, but the night has more in store than even you could imagine...

Pt. One

Pt. Two (3550 words)

Warnings: v smutty, swearing, alcohol and drug use (our boy Tommy is a partier)

Reader’s POV You rushed into your apartment and ran straight to the bathroom, causing some alarm from your roommates who were sitting on the couches in the living room. “Everything okay?” Emily yelled through the door of the bathroom. You already had the water heating up and were throwing your hair into a bun when you shouted back. “My room in fifteen, I’ll explain.” Then you hopped in the shower. The hot water felt amazing after a long day at work. ‘Christ, when was the last time I shaved?’ You thought to yourself before you grabbed your razor and made yourself silky smooth for your date. After you dried off you quickly made your way to your bedroom to start your makeup. All three of your roommates followed you in and plopped themselves on the bed. “What’s the rush, Y/N? Got a hot date tonight?” Natalie said with a laugh. “As a matter of fact, I do,” you replied as you started contouring your cheekbones. "And we’re just now hearing about this?” Yelled Mallorie, “When did this happen?” “Literally twenty minutes ago.” “Would we know him?” Natalie asked. “Uhh,” you immediately blushed. You didn’t want your friends to know that you were going on a date with an actor. Mallorie and Emily were both trying to make their way in the industry and you didn’t want them begging you to pull some strings for them. “No, just some guy who came into the shop today.” “Where’s he taking you?” Asked Emily. “I really don’t know actually, he just said to dress nice.”

“I know just the thing!” Natalie yelled as she ran off to her room. She brought back a tight, silk dress. It was army green with black lace accents. “Natalie, that’s not a dress, that’s lingerie.” “It's in,” she said, rolling her eyes, “throw a cute blazer over it and you’ll look so hot. I promise.” Normally you wouldn’t wear something that showed off so much, but you were finding a new confidence today. You tried the dress on and it fit like a glove, perfectly showing off your tiny waist and not so tiny butt. “Holy shit, you look so good,” she said, beaming. Your hair was still in the loose bun from you shower, you took it out and shook out your hair. The braid from earlier left you with loose, messy waves. You reached for your hairbrush but Mallorie smacked it out of your hand. “You are not about to ruin those waves. Hand me a bobby pin.” You did as she told you and she pinned one side of your hair back, leaving you with a perfectly effortless look.  You looked at the clock: 7:48. You went to your closet to look over your options for shoes. You remember noticing that you were about Tom’s height from the shop, so you threw on a pair of black booties with a small heel. “How do I look?” All of your friends were giddy, you were always so focused on school and work that you never had time for romance in your life. They were so excited to see you finally out on a date. You jumped when your phone went off, it was Tom. hey, it’s tom. I think I’m outside lol, should I come up?

Tom’s POV Once Harrison and I pulled into the apartment I sprinted up to the shower. It was already seven o'clock when I got out of the shower and I wanted to make sure I had time to get to her apartment so I had to rush to shave and do my hair. No matter how much combing and gelling I did, my curls were a mess. Rain always does that. I eventually gave up and went to my closet. “What the fuck am I going to wear,” I muttered to myself while going through my closet. I opted for a denim button up, black jacket, and black pants. “Hey Harrison!” I yelled before he came sauntering in. “What’s up?” He asked. I held my hands out in the “how do I look?” gesture. “Not bad, mate. When are you leaving?” “Just a few minutes, I don’t want to be late and I’m afraid I won't find her building.” I looked in the mirror one last time before grabbing my wallet and keys. I finally pulled up to (what I hoped was) her apartment at 7:55, time to spare. I waited just a few minutes to collect myself and get rid of any nerves before texting her. hey, it’s tom. I think I’m outside lol, should I come up? It took her a few minutes to reply, I was so nervous that I thought she might have stood me up, but then my phone finally went off. no no that’s fine, I see your car outside, I'll be right down. I got out of the car and leaned back on the passenger side, waiting. Finally the front door of the building opened and there she was. “Oh my god,” I muttered under my breath, taking in her appearance. She made her way over to me, “you look incredible,” I said shakily. A blush started to form on her cheeks. “Thank you very much Tom, so where are we going?” She asked. “Right, right,” I quickly pushed myself off the car and opened the door for her, “I’ll describe it on the way.” She slid in gracefully and I couldn’t help but stare at her ass as she made her way into the passenger seat. She definitely caught me staring, when I finally looked up at her she met my gaze with a raised eyebrow. Quickly shutting the door I circled the car and sat down in my seat and closed my door. Linking my phone to the car I started playing some music before describing the night I had planned for us. “First I want to take you to this sushi bar that I went to the first time I came to LA, it’s insanely good. Truth be told I’ve always wanted to take a girl there.” I said with a laugh. “Lucky me,” she retorted, winking when I gave her a confused look. “Then I thought we could grab some drinks, there’s a bar down the block that’s really nice. The dancing’s great, but there are also some quieter places to talk. You’re twenty-one right?”
“Do I look twenty-one?” “Uhh, yes actually,” was this a trap? “It’s LA Tommy, that’s all that matters,” she said with a smirk. I swear to god that smirk could make me do anything. “Tommy, huh?” I chuckled as I pulled into the lot. I put the car in park and she began to reach for the door handle. “Wait, wait, wait!” I almost shouted as I hopped outside the car and ran around to open the door for her, “I want to do this right.” I could feel redness growing on my cheeks as I made this confession. 
“Well, you’re doing great so far.”

Reader’s POV God this place is nice. There were chandeliers everywhere and nearly every table was occupied by beautiful couples dressed in lavish outfits. As soon as you walked in a young girl greeted the two of you, “right this way, Mr. Holland,” she said with a nervous smile. It reminded you of the first few times you had to serve celebrities. She led you to a table in the corner of the restaurant. It was dimly lit and had big, deep red chairs on either side of a small table with a vase of beautiful flowers. “I hope this table is to your liking,” the young girl said as she pulled out our chairs and took Tom’s jacket. “It’s perfect, thank you,” said Tom as he gave her a reassuring smile. She relaxed a little as she said, “your server will be here in just a moment, I hope you enjoy your night.” “Wow,” you said, slightly embarrassed that you said that out loud. “Do you like it?” He almost looked nervous with eyebrows slightly scrunched, waiting for your response. “It’s amazing.” He beamed at your response. “I was so nervous,” he looked like he was about to say something, but was cut off by a waiter coming to our table. “Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Holland,” the two of you blushed at the sound of that, “we’d love to offer you a bottle of our finest house Riesling, on us,” he began pouring glasses of wine for the two of you. “You’re too kind,” Tom said. “We’d also like to offer you our Love Boat Special, four of our specialty rolls made by our head chef. Each made with the freshest cuts and garnishes, typically we require a two day-advance, but when we heard you’d be dining with us tonight we made it a priority to have it as an option for you and your lovely lady.” “Y/N?” “That sounds amazing, thank you so much.” The waiter gave us a smile, before leaving the table. You took a sip of your wine. God it was so good, especially considering the fact that the finest wine you’d ever had was Barefoot from the bodega down the street. You closed your eyes and tipped your head back, letting out a small moan in delight. When you opened your eyes again Tom was biting his bottom lip and watching you intently. “What?” You chuckled as he looked away quickly. “Uhh, nothing,” a blush was starting to form on his cheeks. “So are you from LA?” “God I wish, Ohio.” “What brought you out here? Dreams of being a model or an actress?” You laughed at the idea of that. “Do I look like someone trying to be a model?” “You look like you should be.” It was your turn to blush now. “I’m here for school actually, I’m studying chemistry at USC.” “Sexy and smart. Damn, that’s a dangerous combo,” he said with a wink. “What about you? Shouldn't you be off being Spider-Man somewhere?” “No actually, I get almost a month off before tour for the new one comes out.” “Then what?” “Then I travel the world, promoting the movie, visiting children’s hospitals, probably doing stupid shit with Haz and Jacob.” “What a life you live, Spider-Boy.” A man sheepishly approached your table as you continued your small talk. “Good evening, I’m so sorry to interrupt you two. My family and I are having dinner here for my son’s birthday and he’s the biggest Spider-Man fan, nothing would mean more to him than an autograph.” Tom looked at you nervously, he was worried you would be upset if he interrupted your date. “Go,” you said shooing him away, “get a picture with him, you'll make his day.” “More like his year,” his dad said beaming as he pointed out the table his family was at. “Thank you,” Tom mouthed to you as he was being pulled away. You couldn’t help but smile watching the little boy realize that he was meeting Spider-Man. You watched as they took pictures and Tom gave him a talk about how anyone can be a superhero. Watching him with kids made your heart melt. ‘Am I seriously falling for a guy I just met?’ Eventually Tom came back over and you began talking more about his career and your studies. You were beginning to feel that little buzz in your head from the wine when the food arrived. You’d never seen something like it before. It almost looked too good you didn’t even want to eat it, but quickly changed your mind and dove in. By the time the bill came out, the little buzz turned into a big one. You could feel your cheeks flushing and your head reeling. ‘Shit, why did I drink so much?’ You kept asking yourself. “So, drinks?” Tom asked with a cheeky smile. You realized he had barely drank, especially compared to you. “Nothing sounds better.” That was a lie. A huge glass of water sounded better, but the fun side of you was making the responsible side shut the hell up before it ruined this date. “Then lets go, love,” he said while he threw a fifty on the table for the waiter. The two of you walked down the block to a club. From the outside it just looked like a huge warehouse, but you could feel the vibrations of the music pounding inside. You groaned at the sight of the huge line, but instead of getting in the back of it, Tom turned and led you down a dark alley. 
“Where are we going?” You asked, slightly nervous. “Don’t you trust me, darling?” To be honest, you didn’t. But he shot you a huge smile and took your hand, you couldn’t help but follow. “My boy, Tom!” You gasped at the sudden voice. “It’s been a minute man, how you been?” You realized there was a bouncer next to the backdoor of the club. “I’ve been good man, just busy.” “Well I'm glad you found the time to come see me, ooh and you brought a lady this time. What’s your name?” “Y/N.” “Y/N, well listen, if this kid ain’t giving you a good time in there, you know where to find me.”
“Fuck off, mate.” Tom chortled as he gave the bouncer a light punch to the arm. “All right, you kids have fun.” As he opened the door the music hit you like a brick wall. This club was crazy. There had to have been over a thousand people on the first floor alone. Everyone was dancing, taking shots, or doing some explicit activities in what they thought were dark enough corners. Tom smiled at your reaction before grabbing your hand and pulling you to the bar. “What’s your poison?” he asked as you reached the bar. “Anything strong and straight.” “I like your style. Hey man, can you send Patrón up to the room I like?” The bartender clearly knew him. “Woah Tommy! Long time, no see. And you brought a girl with you, alone! If I remember correctly, you’re typically the only one that comes without a girl on his arm in that little entourage of yours. Then again, you haven’t come and seen me in forever so, what do I know?” The bartender put on a fake “hurt” face as he gave Tom a hug across the bar. “C’mon, you know how busy I’ve been man.” He began to pull his wallet out when the bartender stopped him. “This one’s on us man, to celebrate seeing you with a girl for once.” “You just love funding my reckless behavior don’t you?” The two laughed for a bit before they said their goodbyes. He took your hand and led you upstairs. Looking around, you came to the conclusion that you were definitely with the hottest boy in that club. He led you to a corner on the top floor, when he pulled the drape back he uncovered a little room with some couches and a table, which had a bottle of Patrón and two shot glasses. “Whenever my friends and I would come here we’d get this room, the privacy is nice, sometimes it just gets to be too much out there.” “You really do live a lifestyle, Tommy” He led you two a couch and started pouring the both of you shots. He gave you a look and said, “Ready?” Before you tipped your head back and took the shot. Tom inhaled sharply at the taste and scrunched his eyes a bit before looking up at you. You were completely unfazed by the harsh taste. “Okay fine, you can take a shot better than me, but can you take a hit better than me?” He reached in to his jacket pocket and pulled out a little tin box, opening it, he shook the contents out onto the table: a few blunts and a lighter. “Bring it on,” you said with a smirk. He lit the little brown blunt and inhaled deeply, he held it for a while before blowing out smoothly, sending the smoke right into your face. He passed it to you and you did the same, conscious to inhale just a bit more than he did. You held it in your lungs so long that barely any smoke came out when you blew it into his face. ‘God, he looked so sexy.’ You couldn’t help yourself. You swiftly pulled yourself on top of him, straddling his hips. You took another long hit and you could feel him staring at you, watching your every move. You felt him shift beneath you as you exhaled and you soon felt his warm mouth placing kisses along your jawline. Working his way up until he reached your earlobe and giving it a soft nip. You moaned at the contact. “Mmm, don’t do that to me,” he sighed into the crook of your neck. You moaned again before you slung yourself off of his lap, next to him. “Do what?” You asked playfully, completely changing the mood. “I know what you’re doing.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you said as you poured yourself another shot. “Lets play a game.” “A game? What kind of game?” “A game to get to know each other, we ask each other a question, and if we don’t want to answer, we drink.” “Deal.”
“How many girls have you brought to this room?” “One. You. Unless you count the times I’ve had to drag one of Harrison’s dates up here before they puked on the dance floor. Where’d you learn to drink like that?” “High school. I was a very… bad… girl,” you say with a wink, causing Tom to bite his lip and strengthen his stare. “Do you ever role-play Spider-Man in bed?” “Please, I haven’t had a girl in my bed since I began Spider-Man.”
“I don’t believe that for a second.” “It’s true, I’ve been busy. And haven’t found a girl I wanted to take out, until you.” “Does taking me out include having me in your bed?” “I think it’s my turn to ask the questions. Do you like roleplaying?” “Depends, what kind?” “You know, getting tied up, getting a little rough, maybe some name calling like… I dunno, Spider-Man.” “In that case, I love roleplaying. Do you like to dance? I don’t mean the good dancing, I know you can dance. I mean dancing.” “I love dancing.” You beamed at his response and grabbed both his arms, pulling him up. You poured two more shots. You took one, and held one out to Tom. As soon as he reached for it you threw it back yourself. “You’re crazy,” he laughed. “Be crazier then.” He raised a brow at your response, taking the glasses out of your hands he poured himself two shots. Throwing them back smoothly, before pouring himself a third. “You’re going to regret that,” you laughed. “Oh, I know,” he said while taking your hand in his and leading you downstairs. As soon as you reached the dance floor you turned yourself around and pressed yourself onto him. You grabbed his hands and guided them to your hips, interlocking your fingers with your hands above his. He tried to set the rhythm, the dancer in him obviously coming out. But you made sure you were in control, taking one of your hands from his you ran your hand down his thigh and to the back before grabbing onto his pants, pulling the two of you even closer. You took your other hand and draped it behind his neck, slightly pulling his head forward so that you could feel his hot breath on your neck. He leaned in even further to press open mouthed kisses on your neck as he began to let his hands travel further down, in-between your thighs. “Tom,” you moaned as he got closer and closer to the heat between your legs. “Lets get out of here, shall we?” You nodded hastily, eagerly wanting more from him. He called an Uber, clearly too drunk to drive. “My place is probably closer,” you said as you walked out the backdoor to the car waiting for you. “Your roommates won’t mind?”
“The only one who’s home is probably fast asleep down the hall.”
“Works for me,” he gave the driver the address as the two of you slid in. The driver couldn’t go fast enough. The sexual tension was unbearable. He made it even worse when he placed his hand on your thigh and gave it a light squeeze. You could feel the wetness starting to pool in-between your thighs as you looked over at him. His eyes were unbelieved dark, and they were so fixed on you that you were almost afraid to break the eye contact. You licked your lips before pulling your bottom lip in between your teeth. “You’re going to drive me wild, love,” he said while staring at your mouth. You couldn’t help but wonder what explicit things were going through his head as he stared. “Good,” you almost whispered as the car came to a stop.

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37. Favorite swear word?Well, I guess the ones I use the most are “fuck” and “shit”. As in, I just hit my pinky toe in a corner and I’m letting out my rage by saying the first swear word that comes to mind. And yes, I use those in English because somehow English has become the language I use when I speak to myself not that that happens often actually it does

45. What is your favorite accent?Mmmmh tough one! I think all accents are nice once you get used to them, but my favorite has to be the standard US accent, just because it’s the easiest one to understand and it’s also the one I adopted, but I also really like the British one and the Australian one (this one is kinda sexy tbh, only on boys though, unless it’s my favorite author, C.S. Pacat, because it sounds so good on her)

77. Have you ever drank underage?Oh lol yes of course! Tbh I don’t think there’s any Italian kid who hasn’t, most parents let us sip their wine at family gatherings (Christmas/Easter lunch/dinner) from a young age. I guess it’s really weird if I think about it, but at least we don’t think of alcohol of this super forbidden thing, not as much as it seems to be in other countries at least. But of course that’s not what you wanted to know, so yes, I’ve actually drank beer, wine and liquor underage (in Italy you can drink beer when you’re 16 and wine/liquor when you’re 18) even in public places and nobody ever asked for my ID, except once in another country (and they still served me fucking tequila, so…)

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