#ngl that was very enjoyable to write

[prettycutebunny]

just saw your tag and i just wanted to say that i too would like to stab ji woon, i think a lot of killers would find it really funny tbh

I was originally going to have it as a new chapter for lucid dreams - my AO3 work - but realized you won’t be able to see it so here we go !

Tw: violence, sexual harassment

Every damn trial was the same: run for your life, repair a rusty junk, and try not to die. While each killer is awful in their own way, he was the worst of them all.

The man who calls himself trickster was a pest by every definition of the world. He walks around like he’s god gifts to the world and everyone’s beneath him. It didn’t help that he for some reason developed an obsession with you.

You remember the first time you faced him and met yun jin - his survivor -. She looked you up and down and shook her head with pity, telling you you’re his type. You didn’t believe her at first, until he laid his eyes on you.

His golden eyes widen with glee as he giggled uncontrollably and whistled loudly. His knives at hand, he chased you around while talking in Korean. His entire demeanor didn’t need a translator, as everyone and their mothers knew he found you attractive.

The glass knives would break them in your back while he laughter would resonate across the map. After the trials, their phantom causes your back to be itchy and irritated.

Laurie offered you a glass shards she took with her from the old world, recognizing the killer’s obsession. The shard of glass you kept near and dear your heart everywhere you went. Even when you traveled away from the campfire.

Every once and a while, someone has to go to collect offerings. While it’s generally safe, there were instances of killers hidden in the shadows and ambushing the survivors. So when you heard that cursed laugh while stepping away, your hands flew to the shards and straight to his face.

Herman was seething as he aggressively placed the chess pieces back to place. Being defeated by a survivor at his own game and in front of other killers made his blood boil, only the screams of the k-pop star was enough to distract everyone from his loss. Ji woon came in running and cursing as his hands covered his blood soaked face. A familiar shard of glass stuck in his left cheek.

First person to react was hidden behind the trickster, his camera flashing to capture the pathetic sight of the idol. The ghostface was giggling loudly and taking pictures like it was no one’s business. Frank joined him soon after with the loudest laugh he ever let out. Julie simply snickered.

“I can’t believe you let a survivor stab you like that, pathetic.”

The man replied by growling and yelling what they assumed was more curses her way, which only made the mockery louder. Even the quiet trapper let out a chuckle, on opposite to the doctors maniacal laughter. They all seemed to enjoy the state he was in a little too much.

Ji woon beautiful face was scarred after but as much as he wanted to do nothing but give you back that pain, fear of the repeated event stopped him everytime. He couldn’t stand having another scar or being the butt of the joke again. No matter how many trials he wins or how many survivors he murdered, they’ll never let him live it down.

Especially when the ghostface somehow made copies of his pictures and handed them over to other killers. Hell even survivors would fake pull something out of their pockets and it was enough to have him freeze in dear.

Congratulations, you broke him 💙

#ji woon hak x reader #? #does that count ? #lmao #bunny answers #bunny writes #ngl that was very enjoyable to write

[lovesickeros]

I know that the 'even the gods bleed' is intended as neuvi romantic (according to the tags) but Im honestly so in love with furina shes the cutest and Id let her play with my hair all day. Really excited to read more of your fics and get more moments with her (ill feed my delusions and see her as romantic). Your writing is great, it keeps me engaged and makes me want to keep reading.

honestly i try to keep it vague enough that like. yeah there might be something there with basically everyone in the fic rn (and more later on. because why are fontaine characters so attractive...) so like. absolutely can read furina as the intended romance KJSDKFH she is my bias anyway if it isnt obvious i've spent like $200 on her banner i am, in fact, her number one fan.

basically trying not to put too much emphasis on a character so everyone can read it thru the lens of romancing whoever they want without alienating anyone so everyone is free game. furina?? go for it. neuvi?? absolutely. wrio?? hell yeah.

furina is the only right answer, though. indisputable.

#asks #anon #furina enjoyers are very much welcomed here i am one KJSDKFKH #if i wasnt physically restraining myself it would have been a furina romance fic in its entirety but alas........ #glad you like my fics this is feeding my ego perfectly. i am going to be so annoying now #mostly this entire series is a big experiment ngl. i HATE writing multiple characters and multi fic series lol #i just want to work on getting better at it bc writing conversation flow still alludes me #fatui fans r getting fed next i just gotta pspspspspspspsps them into this nice cardboard box propped up by a stick first

[morallygreyyn]

Heyy!! Could you possibly do the HXH boys reacting to their s/o having a friend they platonically flirt with ? ( or maybe being the friend flirted with?)

hxh boys reacting to their s/o platonically flirting with their friend (hisoka, kurapika, illumi headcanons)

authors note: wow...it's been a while 💀 finally found inspo to write again after the shitstorm that was the past few months so i'm so glad to be back! sorry for taking so long anon pls forgive me 🥺 i'm finally getting round to all my super old asks

warnings: jealousy, possessiveness, hisoka, nothing major tbh

requests are open! please read my rules!

lowkey why do i feel like he likes it

having said that, i feel like he would only enjoy it in the beginning

seeing you fake flirt with someone else would be akin to a challenge for him

his s/o likes to flirt with their friends? game on

if your friend would respond to you, it was a game to see who was better

hisoka vs your friend

hisoka would win every single time

although, he was a bit surprised when he discovered that you continued to flirt with your friend when he was not with you

and suddenly it wasn't a game to him anymore

and he was no longer playing along

now...hisoka is quite the possessive individual

what's his is his, no exceptions

he would have no problem threatening your friend

he would probably kill them if it weren't for the fact that he knew that you would retaliate in a way that he would not find enjoyable

you said that you would stop flirting with them, purely for the good of your friend

you didn't want to see them hanging by their feet over a ravine

ngl i feel like you'd be a bit peeved at him

hisoka is quite flirty, and i can see him flirting with others never seriously though

so why couldn't you?

you'd avoid him for a while

he would come to your house unannounced, wanting to know why

"you know why." would be your response

"if it is because of that one you call a friend, you can take out your frustrations on me."

"you'd like that."

"very much."

"then no."

"why?"

"i want you to suffer."

"tsk, tsk, y/n, you're so cruel."

"you'll get over it."

oh no

kurapika doesn't like this one bit

while he trusts you and he knows that you do not have any romantic attachment towards your friend, it would still hurt him to see you "flirt" with someone else

weren't you his? wasn't he yours?

in no way is he possessive

i bet he would even feel bad about feeling jealous

but the poor boy couldn't help it

was he not good enough to flirt with? were you not satisfied?

he knew that these were irrational thoughts

you were only having fun with your friend!

so, he would simply sit there and let you continue, not wanting to cause an argument over something minor

i feel like he would tell you how uncomfortable he would feel with it only if you noticed what was wrong and pushed him to confess

or he would get so uneasy that he would have to tell you how he was feeling

you would, of course, listen to him fully to see his point of view

"i'm sorry, y/n, i know you are only having fun."

honestly, it would be difficult not to hug him tightly and apologise a thousand times

i know i would

you reassured him that it was him that you loved and that you would stop

you didn't realise how your boyfriend felt watching you flirt with another, even if it was in a platonic way with your friend

you very quickly made it clear to your friend that this was no longer something you would be doing

he wouldn't say it, but you could see how happy kurapika was that you understood his feelings and that you didn't resent him for it

it was a weight lifted from his shoulders

needless to say, you would certainly flirt with him more often

which kurapika thought was impossible seeing as you already flirted with him a great amount

oh boy was he wrong

does he even know what flirting is

the only flirting he knows is what you have shown him

he knows the difference between how you treat regular people and how you treat him

so when he hears and sees you acting the same way around your friend as you do with him, he's marginally confused

not confused enough for it to bother him

i feel like he wouldn't even know how to react tbh

either he would not give a single fuck - you and your friend were just friends, you and illumi were dating

or your friend is going to die

jokes

kinda

if it did bother illumi, he would NEVER say this aloud

i feel like you would get the silent treatment and it would be up to you to figure it out

at first, you would be so confused

but then you eventually figure it out the next time you see your friend and illumi resumes his even colder attitude

"are you jealous?"

silence

"you are!"

more silence

"you know it's not real right? you're the one i love."

..."hmph."

"if you want me to stop, say so."

his silence would be your answer

the next time you saw your friend, you made it clear that you were setting boundaries

thankfully your friend understood and respected you

if they didn't the would very quickly find themselves at the bottom of the ocean

they were definitely too scared of your boyfriend to disagree tbqh

once you had done this, illumi seemed happier

well...

he didn't give you the silent treatment at least

so you took that as a good sign

#hxh #hunter x hunter #illumi #illumi zoldyck #hisoka #hisoka marrow #illumi x y/n #hisoka x reader #kurapika #kurapika x reader #illumi hunter x hunter #hxh illumi #hxh hisoka #hxh kurapika #hunter x hunter illumi #hisoka hunter x hunter #hunter x hunter hisoka #hunter x hunter kurapika #kurapika kurta #kurapika kurta x reader #hxh headcanons #illumi x reader #illumi hxh #illumi x you #hisoka hxh #hisoka x you #hxh x reader #hxh x you #hxh x y/n #kurapika x y/n

[askew-d]

WANGXIAN FICS MASTERLIST

• tonight i can write the saddest lines, by sarahyyy — post-canon amnesiac lan wangji getting to know wei wuxian again. amazing! i love this author, sincerely.

• deconstruct, by flowercity (faorie) — a soulmate au in which what you write in your skin appears in the other person’s. i’ll admit that soulmate aus aren’t my cup of tea, however i quite liked this one!

• resonant frequencies, by chinxe — the infamous fake relationship story. with wangxian, this works so well! just amazing.

• between the lines, by fading_fast — modern setting au with wangxian meeting through a game. love these strange meetings and this one’s damn enjoyable.

• something real, by latios — wangxian wrong number au involving bunny pictures. i need more wrong number aus for them!! gimme!!

• all your life you’ll dream of this, by attila — cinderella au but with wei wuxian as prince charming. a fantastic story, i was so engaged in this it’s a wonder.

• ⭐️🎖️ one good thing, by yuu_chi — wei wuxian’s a ghost haunting his childhood house until lan wangji appears. seriously, everything about this plot charmed me. i’m enchanted.

• of rabbits and men, by shoutowo — wei wuxian turning into a rabbit and making his way into lan wangji’s heart for the second time. anything more wangxian than this?

• ⭐️ rumor has it, by ulan — post-canon cql in which wei wuxian comes back to “haunt” his rumored cultivation partner. the softness in this killed me.

• ⭐️🎖️ a little happiness, by suspicious_popsicle — lan wangji gets cursed and is transformed into his child version. so lovely to see!! i’m surprised i can read this for free.

• critical path analysis, by chinxe — brooklyn 99 au with wangxian in that episode where they make a bet and wei wuxian takes wangji on a terrible date that’s not terrible at all!

• ⭐️ some of you, by tangerine chair — social media au where lan wangji’s an actor and posts a suspicious tweet about his love life. incredible story, really.

• ⭐️ this should definitely happen, by yeolinski — wei wuxian waking up high in anesthesia and hitting on the hot guy who’s there with him. this is so goddamn funny, i swear i can’t.

• linger in the sun, by etymologyplayground — wangxian are cursed to not hear or see one another. i loved this a lot, it’s terrific.

• another way, by anonymous — wei wuxian sneaks outside to buy emperor smile’s again, and once again encounters lan wangji. i’m frustrated this doesn’t have as many kudos as it deserves, tbh.

• life, drama and action, by akai_hana — one more social media au with wangxian as a famous couple. awesome story.

• inebriation and affections, by chewing — wei wuxian gets drunk and shows his clingy attitude. it’s great to see him like that for the first time, thank you author 🙏🏼

• ⭐️ the inquiries of the heart, by ziane — very much alike “another way”, but this one has a sequel. it’s a whole show alright. a hella nice canon-divergence.

• 我在, by tangerinechair — wei wuxian comforting lan wangji in the xuanwu cave. something i deeply needed to read.

• facilitated diffusion, by chinxe — lan wangji can’t stop ordering stuff just to see the cute delivery worker. at this point i’m bookmarking every work by this author, ngl.

• ⭐️ you, asleep and dreaming, by etymologyplayground — post-canon cql that’ll haunt your mind but that you need to check out if you haven’t already.

• a wild heart to tame mine, by theroyalsavage — superheroes au in a soft perspective and amazing plot, liked every bit.

• ⭐️ a song you’ve never heard, by arahir — wei wuxian’s fatally injured and lan wangji… well, you can imagine. it’s heartbreaking and heartwarming all in between.

• ⭐️ to wing your soul with jasmines, by enemyofrome — while reaching gusu, wei wuxian starts sending flowers to lan wangji. cql post-canon. i could die basking on this adorable story.

• dear hanguang-jun, by cavaleira — people start sending letters asking for relationship advice from lan wangji and he gives it to them. whoa, the entertainment!

• ⭐️🎖️ two guys r in love thats literally it, victortor — wei wuxian traveling back to his old self and meeting lan wangji again. it’s a shame we didn’t hear more from this author in this fandom for a long time. where are you?? come back to give us more of this gay lil beasts. i absolutely love this and the title makes it more interesting. iconic.

• concessions to love, by besanii — arranged marriage wangxian. it’s well-noted and well-written. it rocks!

• “congratulations, get rich”, by attila — it’s chinese new year and wei wuxian wants to do things differently. incredibly done.

• atlas, by etymologyplayground — if you want a crossover between hob and mdzs, here it is. and it’s amazing!

• soft-hearted, by sarahyyy — canon-divergence where wei wuxian ends up in the lan sect. it’s so soft, just as the name tells us!

• seldom all they seem, by fahye — here we go with one more arranged marriage au. this one’s rated e, surely a ride! worth every bit.

• and in the spring i shed my skin, by wvlfqveen — shapeshifter lan wangji in a modern with magic au where they’re professors. do i need to say more? all too good, all too good

• love & longing, rabbit edition, by jaws_3 — lan wangji gets turned into a rabbit and looks for wei wuxian for help. do you sense a pattern? yes, maybe i love the idea of lan wangji as a bunny. in fact, i recommend every story by this author and many others but i’ll just be adding by absolute favorites. and this one’s fabulous.

• 在此恭迎夷陵老祖; to yiling laozu, the great and venerable, by yiqie — we had people writing letters to hanguang-jun asking for advice and now it’s people writing letters to the yiling patriarch! also gorgeous.

• 1 unread message, by bittersweetirony — office au where wei wuxian keeps receiving emails from an admirer. short and very sweet!

• ⭐️ the stars in the hazy heaven tremble above you, by cicer — wherein wei wuxian’s ciderella and wangji’s prince charming. i could read this over and over and never get tired. in fact, i did.

• ⭐️🎖️ only the deepest love, by occultings (microcomets) — pride and prejudice fusion. everything’s a bliss, magically and wonderfully so. i fell in love with this masterpiece. in fact, read everything by this author!! highly recommend. especially three days gone, if you go searching rabbits and a life in your shape!

• beneath six layers of silk, by darkredloveknot (enheduane) — lan wangji’s cursed to speak every thought of his out loud. come on, who never wanted to check what this guy’s thinking? perfect!

• ⭐️ let me come home, by cafecliche — seven nights with wangxian being sappy. i could dream about this piece of art. really.

• ⭐️🎖️ i hope that you will come and meet me, by feyburner — another post-canon cql where wangxian slowly get together. i find this particularly devastating and so beautiful.

• the ocean between us, by catbrainedschemes — this is for those who watched the legend of the blue sea, yes, the k-drama! because this is a fusion of it, where wei wuxian is a mermaid.

• call me, beep me, by myung — a whole social media au in another level! they are all actors and i love this idea so much. myung-laoshi big brained, tis glorious story right here made a lot happier.

• and his wanting grows teeth, by yukla — cultivator lan wangji finding wei wuxian in a village, an au in canon setting as the tag says. it's devasting how good this is, really.

• 🎖️ how to fall in love with a catfish: a guide by wei wuxian (disaster rat), by bwyn, yuisaki — wei wuxian finds a catfish trying to be the famous lan wangji. turns out, of course, that it's not a catfish. can we talk about this story more? the sheer hurt/comfort of it, and how it's the perfect rom-com slash drama depiction? i want this as a real show! new york, i love you, by yuisaki also gorgeous!

• listen to the voice inside your head, by pupeez4eva— wei wuxian wakes up to his future-self voice inside his head. it's telling him suspicious things. the amount of giggles i let it slip. in fact, i recommend every work by this author because they always makes me laugh!

• 🎖️ the breaking of your soul (upon my lips), by sunsandships — canon-divergence where wei wuxian discovers that lan wangji's the one who kissed him without his consent. that changes everything. just... magnificent fix-up story, as i said so in my bookmark.

• love on 35mm, by fakeplasticlily — film student lan wangji and wei wuxian as the brother of lan wangji's best friend. my heart was aching during this.

• neatly arranged, by thunderwear — wei wuxian and lan wangji are betrothed, against their own wills. do we have enough wangxian arranged marriage content? no, we do not.

• ⭐️🎖️paint smears on sunny days, by snowshadowao3 — lan wangji's son, lan yuan, has a favorite teacher, and that's wei-laoshi, art professional and also an expert at getting into lan wangji's heart. i will dive DEEP into teacher wei wuxian concept. this one's so wholesome, i could Die.

• 🎖️the absolutely true story of the yiling patriarch: a manifesto in many parts, by aubreyli — the juniors decide to make up wei wuxian's reputation by creating a book of his stories with hanguang-jun. it goes well. one time or another. haha, i love the juniors, they are so creative when making wangxian get together.

• ⭐️🎖️ pigtail pulling, by protos_metazu_isson — lan wangji decides to face wei wuxian's pigtail pulling face to face. that goes better than the expected and worse that what he further imagined. it's surely one of stories i keep on rereading from time to time, especially because it's not big and it's so CUTE!! help.

• ⭐️🎖️ your hand in mine, by cerbykerby — wangxian cursed to hold each other's hand. i could scream while i'm are. come on, this is one of the best stories here, it's short and so sweet, so fitting for them too. perfect, perfect.

• ⭐️ as you like it, by cosmicmilktea — wei wuxian starts to discover what's lan wangji likes. it's what he should know as his husband, after all. IT'S WHAT WE NEED AND DESERVE.

• after the final rose, by azulewaxwing — the bachelor au, because who doesn't want a lan wangji for themselves? turns out, the cameraman attracts his attention more than any contestant could. absolute fire.

• your heartbeat, across the grass, by fakeplasticlily — former classmates with now wei wuxian babysitting and lan wangji as a famous football player. aaah, just imagining lan wangji playing football, as a brazilian, it gives me chills.

• grow, by cafecliche — age degression wei wuxian troubling cloud recesses and the juniors. i love this idea! love a tiny wei wuxian. he deserves good things.

• obedient and bellicose, by thunderwear — an ella the enchanted au where, as per say, lan wangji has to follow every rule. oh, what an incredible fusion. it fits so well, even.

• ⭐️ at least in this lifetime, by etymologyplayground — aaaah i'm sighing over this again. this story's pure sweetness. diabetes. fluff. outstanding. basically, it's just wangxian getting married.

• ⭐️🎖️ i'm the one for your fire, by occultings (microcomets) — a cherry magic au, where wei wuxian can reads mind and discovers lan wangji from the office is actually into him. and maybe he's also into lan wangji. but like, in a no homo kinda way. of course! (denial's a river on africa, dear.)

• ⭐️ look not with the eyes, by spodumene — a case fic post-canon cql where everyone who knows lan wangji starts to devote themselves to him and it doesn't work on wei wuxian. why would that be? i wonder.

• ⭐️🎖️ sweet chaos, by eachandeverydimension — it took me a long time to finish this because everything was so good i wanted to feel it forever. wangxian arranged marriage where they're fourteen and lan wangji goes spend the time with him at yunmeng.

• ⭐️🎖️ your words upon my lips, by uchiuchi — during a nighthun, wangxian get cursed, what one says comes on the other's lips. this killed me, it's so freaking funny and overall over the top.

• ⭐️🎖️ linger by the door (i've always been yours), by piecrust — epistolary wangxian! post-canon cql! introspection! slow burn! everything i could ever want in just one fic. and the letters are unbearably beautiful.

• my heart skips a beat (so my gut can feel the punch), by piecrust — wangxian taking the long way back home. i always wonder how these pretty stories come into an author's mind.

• we sit in the sunset glow, by moonsteps — tangled au where wei wuxian's flynn rider and wangji's rapunzel. thank you, dear author, indeed wangxian came straight out of a fairy tale movie and we deserve more fics like this!

•⭐️not in so many words, by jaws_3 — getting hananaki through a curse after he flirts with the wrong florist, wei wuxian starts dealing with the consequences of his actions. a masterpiece. and so, so lovely, gimme more. this author also has many darling works.

• ⭐️tickling sleeping dragons, by fallingfeathers — a hogwarts au with wei wuxian as a troublemaker gryffindor and lan wangji as a rigorous ravenclaw! perfect, isn't it? the development's awesome as well.

• blooming into the color of love, series by leffy — actors wei wuxian and lan wangji, who are judged to be rivals, have to work together for a tv show. and they have sex scenes at that. so enjoyable!

• love potion no. 9, by ria_green — one more hogwarts au where amortentia's involved, so you can imagine what happens. short and soft.

• the rivers start to sing, by fruitys — another tangled au but this time with wei wuxian as rapunzel and lan wangji as flynn rider. it's a marvel that we have two tangled aus in here! phenomenal. mountains, we met by this author (every work of theirs, actually) are also worth every bit!

•⭐️blue-ribbon bunny, by cicer — shapeshifter lan wangji is forced into a shift after getting tired at work and wei wuxian finds him. bunji won my heart, i want to pet him! wei wuxian, you lucky fool.

•⭐️no more looking, i've found home, by annadream — more epistolary wangxian! more post-canon cql! getting together! once again, with terrific letters. i'm astonished with these author's mind.

•⭐️🎖️teen project to change the world, by animeloverhomura — mdzs characters watching mdzs donghua!!! please, this is my utmost FAVORITE! ever! i'm also translating this into portuguese, for those who wanna check in the start note (i'm slowly updating it, im sorry). but aaah, how sensational this work is!!

• an impromptu visit to the city, by bosbie — lan wangji time travels into a modern time and wei wuxian finds him there! oh, this is precious, they are the best.

• heartkeeper, by postingpebbles — bunny lan wangji again, but this ain't modern times, and it's also fascinating. the arts in these made me so warm inside, too.

• ⭐️🎖️the one-body problem, by metisket — during a ritual, lan jingyi's possessed and wei wuxian's on his body with him. waahhh, i couldn't help but chuckle during every part of this, it's well-written and freaking nice to see them bonding. jingyi and wei wuxian being buddies owns my life.

• ⭐️🎖️no certainty of doors between us, by betts — this is the story that HAUNTS me. i read this every once in a while because it's goddamn FANTASTIC. just roommates wangxian with wangji complaining about wei wuxian but being head over heels in love with the man. chaotic, amusing and flawless!!!

• ⭐️🎖️covered in bees, by scarlettstorm— apiary au with wei wuxian freaking out over bees at his doorstep, but then lan wangji comes to aid. and of course, chemistry sparks. and there are bees everywhere. and my heart's melted.

•🎖️lavender blue, by ana_cp — wei wuxian's a florist for a wedding and lan wangji's a cook, they meet and don't stop meeting afterwards. everything about this work is excellent!

•⭐️ wrong turn, right place, by diamondbruise — more time-travel au! this time, it's wei wuxian who goes to cloud recesses coming from his modern time. one of my favorite quotes from all the fics i've read it's in here. such an exquisite work.

• hello, it. have you tried turning it off and on again?, by overmountainandmeadow — here we have modern setting, office wangxian, it superior lan wangji, juniors as interns and other great plots. stunning work!

• diamonds are wei wuxian's worst enemy, by thefaceofno — lan wangji says he wants to marry, and wei wuxian thinks it's with another person. of course it isn't. so he helps plan his own wedding. coming from our best fool, that's expected, really. splendid!

• secretary lan, series by silverclaw — exactly what it says, lan wangji as his husband's secretary and everybody thinks wei wuxian's cheating on their spouse with... well, his spouse. it's absurdly good.

• our hands clasped so tight, by chapter_61 — wangxian get stuck in a library and conversations ensue. i like the idea of fics with a lot of dialogue, and this one didn't fail to surprise and light me up! lovely!

• ⭐️connected: unknown number, by phoenixking25 — wrong number aus always have my heart, and wow, how good this one is. truly excellent, with the perfect lenght. the ones i read are always so short, but this is longer! a win for the wrong number lovers.

• cut through the clouds, break the ceiling, by tardigradeschool — modern setting with our adorable boys including a drunk confession. i'm not lying when i say this is so delightful, i want to print it out and keep it.

• who could stay? you could stay, by martyrsdaughter — neighbours au, where wei wuxian's a bit intruding. maybe too much. but lan wangji likes him anywhere. what is there not to like? haha, a whole awesome read.

• ⭐️ be gay, do crime, by merelydovely — lan wangji thinks wei wuxian, the guy who invaded his home one afternoon and petted his bunnies, is a bad guy. he's not. hilarious and brilliant!

• ⭐️don't threaten me with a good time, by livinginaworldofnoise — ridiculously funny! basically, a great british bake off au with wei wuxian being a lil demon. i want this to be printed and delivered during my funeral, thank you very much.

• ⭐️as the clouds part and clear, we finally meet again, by 12262325 — lan wangji, as a kid, encounters wei wuxian, who's older than him. they keep on encountering each other, and lan wangji keeps on falling in love with his senior. aah, i'm in love with this work! i can't stop rereading!

• as if you were a mythical thing, by daltoneering — a vague steampunk au as the author suggest, and it absolutely rocks! i wish this had even more hits, as it deserves.

you can check my wangxian bookmarks on ao3 for more recs! i’d just like to note again that this is, of course, based on my own opinion. regardless if these stories are famous or not, i wanted to make this list for my enjoyment and for those who want more wangxian content, either they’re old here or if they’re just entering the fandom :)

as always, i’m accepting other recs if you have those. check my pinned tweet for more of my stuff and thank yoou!

#wangxian fic #wangxian #mdzs #the untamed fic #wangxian fic rec #mdzs fic #mdzs fic rec #lan wangji #wei wuxian

[v4mpirezz]

𐙚 Her precious diamond (yandere! Tennant)

A/n — This has been sitting on my docs for a very long time (╥﹏╥) I’ve heard a lot about people wanting a Yandere! Tennant, and although i’m not much of a writer (I really only write when it comes to school assignments) I wanted to give it a try since it’s been on my mind lately. I also watched hella a lot of tutorials to make aesthetically pleasant banners and i’m proud ngl, ANYWAY IM DONE WITH MY RAMBLING, ENJOY!

Warnings — Obsessive behavior , stalking, manipulation, character might be too ooc, suggestive(?), NOT PROOF READ‼️‼️‼️

PART 2

“Why hello, fair lady. What is such beauty like you doing here all alone?”  A deep voice, belonging to a woman suddenly spoke causing you to get a bit startled. 

Light footsteps could be heard heading towards you. Turning around you were met with a rather… charming woman. Unlike most ladies, she wore an elegant zoot suit, and a large hat with a pretty accessory added to it. She was undeniably attractive, she looked more like a gentleman than the actual ones inside the party, a bit amusing. You could easily sense this flirty, playful aura from her, you almost couldn’t help but feel attracted to her.

“Too many people inside. Today’s night is beautiful anyway, being alone enjoying the sight of the shining stars is far more peaceful and enjoyable than being in that silly party, oh trust me it is.” You simply said with a small smile before looking back at the sky.

Truthfully, the only reason why you attended this party was because a friend of yours begged you to. Such unnecessary gatherings didn’t interest you, they were simply a lot of money talk and bragging, or gossiping. However by the looks of it, it seems your friend is far too busy talking to other people to really notice your latest absence. 

She chuckled and stood next to you, leaning against the balcony to watch the stars from afar “Oh worry not my lady, I couldn’t agree any more with you… Aren’t the stars so pretty tonight? They look like diamonds in the sky all shattered in pieces.” She commented.

You hummed in agreement and looked at her with a look of curiosity. “Well then, what about you? Why aren’t you enjoying the party with the rest?” 

The mysterious woman let out a sigh and shook her head, “There is simply nothing interesting in the party. You however, managed to catch my attention with your beauty, my lady~” She said with a smirk, slightly getting closer to you. 

“Oh!” You exclaimed and looked away, a dust of blush was visible on your cheeks, it only made the woman beside you smirk even more. 

Suddenly, you felt a hand gently grab your chin, and turn your head to make you look back at her again. Her thumb brushed against your bottom lip as she leaned awfully close to your face. 

“Whatever do you think you’re doin—” “Hush my lady, let us enjoy this moment, I know you wish to give into this desire as well, I can see it in those pretty eyes of yours.” She cuts you off. You were oh so close falling into the charming woman’s trap, it was no lie, part of you did want this. What woman wouldn’t fall for such charms? But the other side of you snapped you back to reality, do you really wish to risk ending with a broken heart?

You knew the many heartbroken souls that were left by someone they could only describe as a the “perfect man or woman” after a one moment that only seems to be from a fairytale. You don’t want to end up like them, oh not at all.

With a scoff you gently pushed her away and straightened your skirt. “I apologize but if you think I am one to be fooled with charming words and flirtatious gestures, you are terribly wrong. Now if you excuse me, I will take my leave.” And with that you left the scenario leaving the woman in utter surprise. Not once have her tricks on other women failed, so how come they fail on you? 

All these questions raced through her head as she watched you get inside the party. You really are rather strange…

She looked down from the balcony seeing as you were already outside heading home all alone; that’s when she figured she wanted to know more about you. Oh how interesting this has gotten. 

A few days passed, the days were normal, or well.. almost normal. Recently you’ve felt watched, yet every time you turned your head around you were met with nothing. You started to think it was just your imagination, however; part of you was still feeling uneasy.

You decided to go on a shopping spree, try to take your mind off the unsettling feeling and look for anything you might like. A jewelry shop managed to catch your attention, well; specifically the necklace put on display. It was very beautiful, and just perfect.

You entered the shop hoping to be able to purchase the necklace you saw on display. Walking up to the gentleman who worked around the shop, you asked about the necklace.

“Ah hello! I was wondering if there are any necklaces like the one over left.” You said pointing at the necklace from earlier. The man smiled, “You have a really good eye for jewelry, my lady.” He said and took a box revealing a copy of the necklace “This beauty will surely compliment your eyes and make them shine, it’s a perfect match for you.” 

“It is indeed.” An oh so familiar voice took part in the scenario. You turned around and saw a face you thought you’d never see again, it was the mysterious woman from the party. 

Before you could let out a word she immediately spoke up, “I’d like to purchase the necklace for the fair lady, how much will it be?” She asked and quickly threw a wink at you. You were taken back, just what was she planning!? 

“It’ll be £547.31, miss.”  𐙚

“You didn’t have to.” You said once both of you exited the jewelry shop. The mysterious woman chuckled and smirks, “I know, but I wanted to. After all, what kind of gentleman— or in my case; gentlewoman -- wouldn't buy the lady a necklace that compliments her?” 

No words left your lips, but your rosy cheeks were visible; she took note of that.

“Thank you… I suppose.” Was all you said before walking away, however her hand stopped you by gently grabbing your shoulder. “Please, my lady, allow me to take you out for dinner. After all, who knows when we’ll get to see each other again.” 

You turned around to look at her and shook your head. “It’s alright, you did enough with buying me the necklace, thank you.” You said, but she pouted— a look that… didn’t exactly fit her. “Oh but I insist. Just this once my lady, I’ll take you to a fancy restaurant. I'm sure you’ll love it.” 

The offer was too good, as much as you wanted to decline her offer; you couldn’t. Maybe… it won’t be a bad idea to get to know this woman better.

The restaurant being fancy was no lie the woman made. It was luxurious, fancy, romantic. Perfectly cut out fresh red roses placed on the middle of the round table, and a candlelight. The table was placed next to the window giving it a beautiful scene from outside.

“Take a seat my lady.” She said and pushed back the chair for you to sit on. You thanked her and sat down, then she sat on her own seat. 

The atmosphere was awkward— for you at least. You weren’t sure what to talk about, you didn’t even dare look at the woman before you due to shyness. No one, especially a charming woman, has ever taken you out for dinner.” 

You heard her sigh “How rude of me, I never asked for  your name, angel. Mind telling me?”

Angel… Angel… oh this woman is doing something to you. You could feel your cheeks heating up and you quickly cleared your throat. 

“It’s (Y/n) (L/n)… And yours?” “(Y/n)..” The way she said your name made you heart skip a beat. Gosh you hate her so much.. 

“A pretty name for a pretty face like you. You can call me Tennant, my dear.” That of course wasn’t her actual or entirely her real name, but your pretty little head doesn’t need to know that.

The date went along well, you two had a simple conversation, asking questions to get to know each other better. Although you felt like half her answers were lies, you wouldn’t dare ask because you knew you’d never get an honest answer from her.

Despite that, you were surprised of how much you actually enjoyed talking to her. But you knew you couldn’t fall for her, not now. You know what type of person she is— or might be; and you feel upset about it.

You knew this date meant nothing to her.

The rest of the night continued on smoothly, until it was time to leave. “Allow me to walk you home.” You shook your head “You don’t have to-“ “Oh but I insist.” She smiled, “After all, it’s dangerous for a lady to walk alone when it’s dark outside. Please, my lady; allow me to walk you home safely.”

You sigh “If you insist, alright.” And with that you headed home with her following besides you.

The walk home was silent. No words were exchanged, it wasn’t awkward either just peaceful.

You took a full stop once you reached your destination. Tennant smiled at you and gently grabbed your hand to give it a soft kiss. “I suppose our day ends here my lady. It was a pleasure having dinner with you, I hope to take you out some other day if we ever do encounter again.”

Looking at her with soft eyes, you spoke “It was a lovely spending some time with you, Tennant.” Suddenly she got closer to you, “Perhaps I should invite you to my place some day.” She smirked.

Your breath hitched from how close she was to your face and quickly turned the other way “Goodbye.” Was all you said before getting inside your house.

Once you were inside you quickly let out air you didn’t know you were holding inside.

Throughout the rest of the night you kept thinking about her. Tennant didn’t leave your mind for one second, you don’t know how much you can hold it in.

And then you felt. Again.

You felt the eyes on you.

You looked around.

Nothing.

With a sigh you got up from the tub and dried yourself up. It’s just your imagination. Was all you thought as you put on your nightgown.

But was it really?

You shook your head and headed to bed. You’re in the comfort of your house, there is no one here, it’s just you.

And without anymore thoughts you closed your eyes, ready to fall into a peaceful slumber, completely unaware of the dark figure watching your sleeping form from the window.

No more signs of Tennant, but someone else. Strangely enough you’ve been receiving letters and roses from a stranger, every letter written for you was signed from someone named “Ada”. Who the hell is Ada!?

You’d think it was all a mistake, but if that was the case then why does every letter have your name and last name on it?

Could it be- no… It would never be Tennant. If it was her signature would’ve been there… Right?

At first the letters were filled with sweet words of admiration. But as the weeks passed each letter got creepier. From the person saying how they have seen you on the store and followed you around, to telling you about how beautiful you look when you are sleeping.

Your blood ran cold. Fear written on your face as you stared at the letter before you.

Dear (Y/n) (L/n),

My sweet, last night I couldn’t help but look at you sleep from the window— not that it’s the first time I’ve watched you in secret, I actually do it plenty of times.

Each night you look beautiful, sleeping peacefully, all vulnerable and sweet, so angelic.

Oh how I wish to hold you while you sleep in my arms, and I know it will happen soon. I’ll have you for myself, you’ll be my perfect lady, my precious diamond.

Talking about diamonds, did you open your little gift? I got you a diamond, one I made myself. I made sure it wad perfect for you, just look at how it sparkles, pretty elegant isn’t it? Perhaps I should turn that diamond into a diamond ring instead~?

— With love, Ada.

You quickly grabbed the small box and opened it, there it was, a beauty of a diamond. You sat down on the couch and stared at it. What are you going to do? There is a psychopath whose stalking you even in the property of your home.

You’re not safe in here.

Should you report to the police?

Quickly you stood up, grabbed your purse, a coat, keys, and left. You weren’t safe in your own home, being in the public where other people are at is a safer option. Being alone right not isn’t ideal.

𐙚

At least it was day and everyone was active, you made sure to go where there many people around whilst making your way to seek help. Everything was going according to plan, until you felt a hand grab your shoulder, you jumped in surprise and turned around.

Tennant.

You quickly backed away from her showing fear. She looked at you confused and concerned. “My lady? My you look pale as a ghost. Is everything alright?” She seemed genuinely confused.

Maybe it’s not her?

“U-um.. I’m being stalked by someone, Tennant i’m not even safe in my own home.” You stuttered, nearly crying from the stress and fear.

Tennant’s eyes widened and she gently hugged you. “Oh don’t be scared, have you told the authorities?” She asked. You shook your head “N-no but I was heading there to report the problem.” You replied.

She pulled away and gave you a reassuring smile, “Fear not angel, I promise things will be sorted out. How about we go t a café first hm? Then we can go to the police station and report the problem together. You need to calm down first, what do you say?”

As much as you wanted to right away report the problem, it was true you needed to calm down first. All this is making you anxious you can’t exactly think straight, so you agreed.

“Perfect, I know the right place. Here, grab my hand, I don’t want you to get lost, especially with that stalker of yours out on the loose.” She said.

You said nothing and grabbed her hand, so deep in thought about your current situation. Yet, being with Tennant, you felt protected.

Looking down so many thoughts raced through your head; what if the police never catch that creep? What if they never leave me at peace? Gosh why did it have to be me? … Wait…

All this time I’ve felt watched… Could it be that.. They have been stalking me way before sending me those letters and gifts-

“You know, I feel bad for you my lady… I feel bad because, you trust me and I am about to crush that trust.” You heard Tennant say.

You snapped back to reality and looked around, you were now… in a rather empty area of the town. You quickly looked at her, she had a very serious expression on her face.

“Tennant? Where are we?” You asked nervously.

You were too deep in thought that you didn’t notice where she was heading.

“The café was all the way over there—” “We aren’t going there.” She said.

“Wha..” you tried to back away from her but she didn’t let go of your hand. “Tennant what are you doing? You’re scaring me.” Your stomach twisted with fear.

She stopped her tracks and looked at you with a dark smile, “Oh you sweet thing. Did you really think I was being serious? Ah and tell me, did you like that diamond I made for you?”

You gasped as your eyes widened. You shook your head slowly, and tried to break free from her grip. “It was you!? Let go of me you damn creep!” You yelled.

Quickly she pulled you into an embrace and covered your mouth with a cloth, “Calm down my lady, it’s all going to be alright. I have you now.”

You started to feel weak, your vision started to become black…. Drugs. She put drugs on that cloth.

“There you go, good girl~.”

𐙚

Your eyes shot wide open and let groan. Your head hurts, for how long were you unconscious?

You looked around, you were in a lovely bedroom, laying on a rather comfortable bed. That’s until you realized your hands and feet were tied against the bed; a shot of panic ran through you.

“Ah, you’re awake I see, how lovely. I brought you some water, I figured you’d be thirsty once you wake up from your little slumber.” A voice said along with a chuckle.

You quickly looked at the smirking woman who leaned against the door.

“You.. you damn creep! What did you do to me!?”

“Do to you? Oh my lady, I may have drugged you a bit but I would never take advantage of a lady in such a state, that wouldn’t be very appropriate and quite disgusting, I did nothing to you.” She said with an offended tone.

You glared daggers at her “Oh don’t act so innocent now, do I have to remind you of what you’ve done!? You’re the creep who stalked me and manipulated me! What’s wrong with you!?” You cried.

She frowned and placed the glass of water on the nightstand. Tennant slowly walked towards you, how unfortunate that you couldn’t move away from her due to the restraints.

Tennant climbed into the bed and grabbed your chin a bit roughly. “Listen here. I never said I was innocent, I can tell you don’t quite like me after all this but oh, you’ll learn how to.” She smirked again and leaned her face closer to yours “I know it won’t take long for you to accept your new life though. As much as you pull me away, I know you’re just like every other women I encounter. Or are you going to deny the fact that those cheeks of yours turn red whenever I compliment you or kiss your hand, hm?”

You stayed silent.

Tennant hummed “You know, I’ve always wondered what those pretty lips of yours taste like,” she whispered into your ear “And I suppose I’ll get to find out today right now.”

Before you could react you felt her soft lips against yours. The kiss was passionate, and slow, but soon it turned desperate. Your mind was too foggy, you didn’t know what to do but to kiss back.

And you hated every last second of it, because you were actually enjoying it.

What is wrong with you? After what she did, and yet you don’t even hold back. You’re ashamed, but you’ve been desiring for this to happen some day.

“You don’t understand what you do to me, my lady.” Tennant said in between kisses, “At first.. you were simply a target.. never thought I’d be obsessing over you.”

She suddenly started moving down, kissing your neck and attacking it making you release a small moan.

“My, what a beautiful noise~” she teased and started leaving love marks on your neck.

“Oh (Y/n), how much I longed to feel you this close to me, ever since you caught my interest I knew I had to claim you as mine, my precious diamond. You play hard to get but I know you desire this as well. In a way, you are different from the other women I’ve encountered., you actually kept this interesting by playing your little game”

All those days Ada spent watching you from afar just imagining of the many things she wants to do with you are now becoming a reality.

You knew you couldn’t escape.

You were hopeless.

Stuck with her.

All you can do is take whatever she gives you like a good girl.

You’re her precious diamond after all, no?

A/n: GRRR, SHOULD I MAKE A SECOND PART??? BUT LIKE.. NSFW STRAIGHT UP????

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[latenightsimping]

Nothing Else Matters (Part 2)

Summary: After Jason’s plans to break you and Eddie up backfire, you go on your first date and go back to his trailer afterwards for yet another first. (You can read part 1 here and part 3 here!)

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem reader

Word count: 7,548

Warnings: Porn with plot 18+ MINORS DNI I’LL CHASE YOU WITH A BROOM, you guys go on a date and it’s kinda cute, mentions of parental neglect, Jason Carver is an absolute shitheel but we get him back, reader is Jason Carver’s little sister, smut, oral (f receiving), fingering, protected sex (wrap it up kiddos), fluff in the first half pure hedonism on the second, not beta read

AN: Thank you so much for all the love you gave the first half!! I hope you like the second half; I worte this and thought ‘hm is this a bit flowery?’ but I decided to keep it as is because first times tend to be more about emotions and feelings, if you want one where I focus more on the act itself please lemme know!! Also I have read all your replies and reblogs, and thank you so much for all of them! Unfortunately this is a side blog so I can’t reply easily ;w; But I do read and cherish them all!! I really wanna write more of this ngl, so keep an eye out for that!!

taglist: @awkwardambition

Eddie had escorted you to your class, stealing as many kisses as he could until you playfully pushed him away with a grin on your face and telling him to get to his own lesson. He threw you a mock look of hurt as he clutched his chest, making you giggle as he walked backwards down the hall and towards where he should be. You slipped in quietly, trying to ignore the stares of curious students as you mumbled an excuse about not feeling well to the teacher as you made your way to your assigned seat. It was lucky that you had a ‘good girl’ reputation, Miss. Click seemingly buying it and letting you know that you could leave if you felt unwell again. Continuing her lesson on the Renaissance era as you found your notebook and pencil case.

A small stirring of pleasure rolled in your gut at the fact that you’d got away with a small act of rebellion, your mind wandering as you drew absent-minded doodles in the margins of your notebook. It was satisfying, being able to slip under the radar like this with the full knowledge that not so long ago, Eddie’s tongue was teasing your own as his ringed hands skated across your ass in such a delightful tease. Everyone around you thinking that you were paying attention to the lesson and being a studious nerd, when you were really thinking about what you were planning on doing when you finally got back to the trailer that felt more like home than anywhere else in the world. Eddie was forbidden fruit; delicious, tantalising, something that you craved desperately. Something that you were going to finally let yourself indulge in, and ruin that ‘girl next door image’ forever.

As much as you were excited, you were also nervous. This history lesson and the English class afterwards were going to be your last hurrah, and what would it mean to be forever changed in the societal structure that was high school? It was likely that your friends would want nothing more to do with you, and Jason would probably make it his mission to make your last year a living nightmare. But on the flip side of that, you would finally get your wish to sit at the Hellfire club, with Eddie’s arm around your waist as you sat in his lap or his hand in yours if you sat beside him. He’d told you all about his friends, and from what he said, they were pretty nice guys. Just misunderstood, and ostracized over a shameless enjoyment of their hobbies. You’d only had a very small conversation with Dustin and Jeff so far, but they didn’t seem judgemental. Protective of their friend, and guarded? Yes. But who could blame them? You would probably be the same, in their position. This change would be a lot, but it was also a chance to finally be able to breathe without the weight of your last name on your shoulders. The sword of Damocles finally falling between your feet, instead of splitting you in two.

You made your way to the last class in a daze, your mind working overtime as you took your seat and chewed on the end of your pen. Brave, Eddie had called you when he complimented you between kisses. And you’d kind of glossed it over, being too wrapped up in the feeling of being adored. But you really pondered it, as you tuned out the explanation of the themes of Dante’s Inferno. You’d never considered yourself to align with that adjective. What was brave about being under your family’s thumb for pretty much all your life, acting exactly how they wanted you to and always putting yourself second? But now, with Eddie’s words still ringing in your ears, you could finally see it. You were brave, going against the grain and choosing your own destiny by dating him. Even though it was unknown to anyone else, it was still you who snuck to the trailer park to see him. It was you who wore the bracelet he gave you every second of the day, wanting to be reminded of him every time you looked at it. It was you who was going to go to the diner with him, and take that step into the abyss, knowing he would be the one to catch you. You had been acting brave all this time, and he was the only one to see it so far. And you loved him all the more, for the fact that he believed in you.

He was waiting by his van by the time you made your way out to the parking lot. Leaning on the side panel, hands in his pockets and meeting your eyes with a lopsided grin when you spotted him. As you passed, you felt a hand grab your bicep none too gently, turning your head to be greeted with Jason’s face contorted in a scowl.

“Where do you think you’re going? Car’s this way,” he sneered, tilting his head to his side where his car sat idle. Chrissy was in the passenger seat, a small look of worry evident on her features as she watched the two of you have your slightly heated exchange. If the day was like any other, Jason would have booted you out of the back seats about five minutes away from your house, making you walk the rest of the way back so he could spend alone time with his girlfriend. It wasn’t that you didn’t like Chrissy, per se. She had never said anything mean to you, and she always looked at you with a sort of pity, whenever Jason was flexing his control over you with one of his stunts. She was under his spell, and you knew that. Perhaps she saw a side of him that nobody else saw; invisible to the naked eye. You hoped it was the case, for her behalf. Secretly hoped that one day, she would see sense and dump him.

It was knowing that Eddie had eyes on you, and would have your back without hesitation, that ignited the powder keg of anger and fuelled your next actions. Yanking your arm out of his grip, you squared your jaw towards your brother, willing yourself to not crack at his narrowed eyes as you shook your head. “I’m not coming home with you today,” you told him, voice even if not on the slightly quiet side.

“What? Just get in the fucking car,” he said through gritted teeth, eyes darting around to probably view the audience that this was no doubt attracting. “I’m not asking.”

“I know.” When he got angry like this in the past, it would have made you cower. Your will bending to him, scurrying behind and knowing full well that when he got home you’d be in for a good hour long lecture about how he expected you to listen. That was before he pulled the note stunt, though. Without meaning to, probably not even knowingly, he had officially broken the straw on the camel’s back. You couldn’t help but smirk as you adjusted the strap of your backpack on your shoulder. “I have other plans. I’m going on a date with my boyfriend. So, if you don’t mind…”

Turning on your heel, you didn’t give him an opportunity to get the last word in as you made confident steps towards Eddie’s van. He had a look of victory evident in his eyes as he pushed himself off the van with his foot, taking a few strides towards you to meet you. His arms coiled around your waist, picking you up and spinning you in a couple of circles that earned him a surprised squeal as his lips found yours. Your arms flew around his neck for purchase, holding on tight as he let you down, still kissing you as he did. You knew Eddie well enough that he would absolutely want to rub salt in Jason’s wounds, and by putting on the dramatics of kissing you with such grandeur, you also knew your brother well enough to know that it had worked without even having to look.

You pulled your lips away from his, though still held onto his neck as a grin spread across your face. “Happy to see me?” you teased, earning you a chuckle that reverberated through his chest.

“Happy? Sweetheart, I’m constantly overjoyed whenever I see that pretty face of yours,” he crooned, a hand coming up to tuck an errant strand of hair behind your ear. Not once did his gaze leave yours, seemingly not giving a fuck about anything else. It was nearly almost like this with him, though. Eddie gave you his full attention every chance he got, and you wondered if it was similar to how the sun felt when people were happy with it’s presence.

You hummed contently, only pulling away when he nodded his head towards the van in questioning. He followed you to the passenger side, a hand on the small of your back as he opened the door with the other. “My lady,” he said with a low bow as you got in, making you giggle as he closed the door and sprinted back toward’s the driver’s side. You took a moment to look towards the school entrance, noticing that Jason was already in his car a few rows away from it. His whole body animated as he talked with his hands, face as red as sapphire as he yelled. Your heart sunk for Chrissy, who admittedly looked a little frightened. But, she made her bed. One day, you would talk to her about the relationship, and hopefully make her see sense. Then again, that was unlikely. All you could do was try.

“Alright, what’s the vibe for today?” Eddie asked, snapping you out of your reverie as you looked back to find him trailing calloused fingers over the tapes practically overfilling the centre console where he kept them. “We goin’ for Metallica or Iron Maiden?”

You smiled, knowing full well that he chose those two options based on the fact that they were your favourite so far. “It’s gotta be Piece of Mind, right? As long as you crank it loud.”

“Ugh, it’s like I wished for you on a shooting fuckin’ star or something,” he groaned, plucking the cassette you requested out of the pile and wasting no time in feeding it into the slot after he turned the ignition. The van came to life, the sounds of the mechanical workings being drowned out by the first song as he twisted the volume dial up further. As he pulled away, you managed to catch Jason’s eye, his mouth still hanging open as he stared at you. Grinning as much as you could manage, a hand came up to flip him off, no doubt the Munson brand of mockery being rubbed off on you. Even over the song, you could hear Eddie laughing at your antics.

...

The diner wasn’t that busy, considering school hadn’t long let out and some clubs were still in session. Most of the patrons were the elderly of those on a late shift, barely any of them paying you any mind as you slipped into the booth. Eddie came to sit opposite you, a smile never leaving his face as he tapped his calloused fingers onto the tabletop. “Any idea what you’re craving, pretty girl?”

You hummed in thought as you pulled a menu from the holder beside the window, eyes scanning over the options as you gently bit the inside of your cheek. After a couple of seconds, you gave him a bashful smile as you placed the laminated booklet down. “What are you gonna order?”

Though you’d been to this diner before a couple of times, there was underlying nerves over the fact that this was the first date that you’d actually ever been on. And the fact that you were going in blind? What was even the etiquette for it? You’d read a handful of dating tips in magazines, but none seemed fitting right now. Your knee bounced as you tapped your heel on the linoleum as quietly as you could.

If Eddie could tell you were nervous, he wasn’t showing it. He looked down at the menu in front of you both, tapping on a picture with a skull and cross clad finger. “Well, I think their burgers are fantastic. Probably gonna go for a cheeseburger with extra pickles.”

You grinned as you leaned your cheek against your palm, elbow propping yourself up as you leaned on the table. “How much extra pickle we talking?”

“As much as I can get away with,” he nodded. “Love ‘em. Always have.”

You made a mental note of that little fact, already putting it in the ‘facts about Eddie’ box that was beginning to accumulate a lot of random information. “You can always have mine too, if you want them.”

His eyebrows raised as he tilted his head. “You don’t like ‘em?”

“You like them, so you can have them,” you countered, your words causing a small blush to dust his cheeks as he tucked his lower lips between his teeth. It was the adoration in his eyes that made you truly melt, and you decided that liking pickles or not, you’d spend the rest of your life picking them out and putting them on his plate, if only to see him look at you like he was.

The sounds of footsteps coming closer made both your heads turn, greeted with a small smile from the waitress as she brought her notepad out of her apron pocket. “Alright guys, what can I get you?” she asked as she clicked her pen, placing the end on the paper to await your order.

You both ordered; two cheeseburgers and fries, a chocolate milkshake for Eddie and a vanilla one for yourself. You thanked the waitress, looking back to Eddie who was giving you an unreadable expression. Happy, yes. But there was a small wrinkle to his brow that usually signalled he was thinking hard about something. “What?” you asked, your voice soft as you smiled.

“Just can’t believe I’m here with you,” he shrugged, arms folded on the table as he grinned. “Been dreaming about this for months.”

“Really?” you giggled, head tilted to the side as you regarded him. “You dreamed about being in a diner with me, eating cheeseburgers?”

“I’ve dreamed about us being like any other couple,” he clarified, a hand coming up to twirl a dark curl of his hair between his fingers. “Diner dates, maybe a trip to the movies… Just being together, out in public.”

You nodded in agreement, holding a hand out in offering. He took it, fingers laced between your own as he started to rub soothing motions on the back of your hand. “I’ve always had this like, dream date,” you started, eyes widening a little as you realised that you might have offended him. “N-not that this isn’t one of them! I love it here, and I love this-”

His earnest laugh cut you off, shaking his head as he grinned at you. “Tell me all about it.” His words held nothing but fondness, the words you perceived as something of an insult not bothering him in the slightest.

You relaxed a little as you let out a soft sigh of relief, your eyes lowering to the speckled tabletop as you shrugged. “I uh… I’ve always wanted to go to an aquarium. We were going to go once, me and my family, but Jason had a last minute basketball game that weekend. So my parents said we’d go another day, and we just… Never did.”

When you looked back up, his face was slightly scowled. “So your folks just drop everything when it comes to you and focus on him?”

“Yeah,” you sighed. “It sucks, but… That’s just how it’s always been, you know? I’m just used to it by now.”

He clicked his tongue against his teeth as he shook his head. “Well, that ain’t happening on my watch. My girl wants to go to an aquarium? We’re going.”

Your eyes widened as a smile spread over your face, blinking a few times as you gently squeezed his hands. “Really? You mean it?”

“’Course,” he said with a small wink. “Just lemme save up for a little bit and we’ll go, okay? Promise.”

You wholeheartedly believed him. One of Eddie’s many good qualities was that when he said something, he meant it. Not once had he ever let you down; if he said he’d be there to pick you up from your house a couple of blocks away to take you to his place when it was raining? Sure enough, his van was already there idling when you turned the corner. Not once had he ever lied to you, or went back on a promise. He was loyal to the bone, and you knew that he would make good on his word, and you’d be holding hands while pointing out sea life before you knew it.

“What about you?” you offered. “What’s your dream date?”

“Baby, I’m already on it,” he laughed, eyes crinkling with the intensity of his smile. “My dream date is being literally anywhere, as long as I’m with you.”

You rolled your eyes, though the look of annoyance you made was nothing but playful. “C’mon, you gotta have one. Anywhere in particular you wanna go?”

You gave him a couple of seconds to think, before he finally nodded as he chewed his lip. “I uh… I’d like you to come and see me play with my band. I guess it’s not technically a date, but…”

“It totally counts,” you nodded, heart racing at the thought of seeing him play, letting him see you in the crowd and know that you were the one cheering the loudest. “I’d really love to. Tuesdays, right? At the Hideout?”

There was a look of pure bliss that overtook him, most likely because you’d remembered what he told you. “Yeah. Maybe next week? I can pick you up at 6?”

“Deal,” you grinned, picking up your interlinked hand and shaking them in a mock handshake. He laughed at your action, still smirking as you both pulled away as the milkshakes appeared on your table.

The rest of the meal was spent in conversation between bites, about anything and everything you could think of. You’d taken the pickles out of your burger before you ate it, putting them on his plate and earning you a grateful smile of thanks from your boyfriend. It was so easy talking to Eddie. No matter what you said, even if he’d probably heard it all before, he nodded along and asked you questions and anecdotes relevant to the topic. Plus, he made you laugh. He could crack a joke, and your tummy would hurt with the amount of amusement. A couple of teenagers from your school had filtered in during your meal, but you barely paid them any mind. It felt as if nothing else existed outside your booth. Just you and Eddie, in this little bubble of bliss that you’d created together. An oasis in a desert, both truly comfortable with each other’s company.

When it finally came time to pay, you had a small back and forth about who was going to foot the bill. You had insisted paying for your food, but Eddie was having none of it. “Keep your money, pretty girl,” he said with a wave of his hand as he fished his wallet out of his back pocket. A cheeky grin on his face as he opened it to find a couple of notes. Another one of his qualities, that was both admirable and drew your ire depending on your situation. Eddie could be stubborn, especially when he put his mind to something. You knew that you wouldn’t win this argument, but you were already thinking about finding a way to sneak it to him without his knowledge. Most likely tucking it into his pocket when he wasn’t looking. You knew he didn’t have a lot of money; most of his income was selling pot, and the occasional shift at Thatcher’s Tires to help Wayne cover the bills. Part of you wondered if all those reasons were why he had difficulty graduating. Between two side hustles, his band, the DnD campaigns and needing a decent amount of sleep, was it any wonder that he had absolutely no time to study? As well as a scheme to pay him back, your mind was already filled with ways to help him academically by the time you were halfway across the parking lot to reach the van.

When you got to his place, you wondered if you should make a call to your house, just to let your parents know where you were. No doubt Jason had spun a yarn about the situation, making himself look like the victim. Honestly? You weren’t ready for the drama. You were having a good time, and nothing was going to ruin that. You had a curfew, and that was hours away. You could face the music when you got home, and could try and convince your parents about it all then. Besides, when Eddie kissed you as soon as the door to his trailer closed, all worries slipped away like sand between your fingers. When he made you feel this good, it was impossible to think of anything else.

He pulled away from your lips, his hands gently on your waist as he tilted his head. A gentle smile playing on his lips as he looked down at you. “What’s the plan, sweetheart?” he asked, a slightly raised eyebrow in questioning. “We could watch a movie, if you want. Or we could read, or-”

“I wanna do it,” you blurted out, interrupting him before you chickened out. You could feel your whole face growing hot, tips of your ears no doubt a deep shade of pink as you bit your lip. But you could also feel that stirring in your core, at the possibility of it all.

His eyebrows shot up as he blinked a couple of times, mouth opening and closing a few times as he let out a nervous laugh. “Define what ‘it’ is, baby. Need to hear it.”

Taking a shaky breath, your hands found his shoulders as you pressed your chest to his, eyes fluttering shut to try and focus on speaking. “I uhm… I wanna h-have sex,” you finally managed to stammer out, a soft gasp leaving you and eyes opening when you felt his knuckles tip your chin up gently.

“Are you sure?” he whispered, a small look of worry in his features. “I don’t want you to feel obligated. We can take it slow, if that’s what your comfortable with.”

You were starting to get a little frustrated. Eddie was a gentleman, and you knew that he’d never pressure you. You knew that he was only asking because he respected you. But right now? Right now, you needed him to quell that growing, aching need that coiled in your gut. You leaned up, capturing his lips in yours in a kiss that was filled with passion. Trying to non-verbally communicate to him just how badly you wanted this. When your tongue flicked against his lips, you felt him groan as his grip on your waist tightened, mouth parting to let you in.

You pulled away, though barely an inch, feeling his breath fan against your dampened lips. “Please,” you whispered, eyebrows knitted together. “Please Eddie, I need you.”

His Adam’s apple bobbed with a gulp as his eyes darkened in need, pupils blown out as he nodded. “Okay, sweetheart. But we can stop at any time, okay?”

You nodded, and his smile widened as he let go of his hold on you to place your hand in his. Leading you to the bedroom, he briefly stopped to turn on the stereo, Ride the Lightning playing at a low volume as he guided you to lay down on the bed. Your head rested against the pillows as he lowered himself on top of you, forearms bracing his weight on either side of your head as his legs slotted between your own. His head dipped down again to kiss you, and the intensity was something you’d never quite experienced. He’d kissed you breathless before, but this was different. It was passionate, intense, and full of yearning. It made you quietly mewl as you cupped his face with your hands, one threading through his curls as he swallowed back your small sounds of pleasure.

His lips travelled down to your jaw, peppering soft kisses to the warm skin as they continued down to the column of your neck. His teeth grazed a spot that made a gasp catch in your throat, causing you to arch your back in heady pleasure as he gently rolled it between his incisors and soothing it with a lave of his tongue afterwards. “Fuck, Eddie please,” you whimpered, your hands coming up to grip the back of his shirt as you rolled your hips. What you were asking for, you had no idea. All you knew was that nothing had ever made you feel so good; nothing could compare to his touches, his lips on your skin leaving gooseflesh in their wake. You could feel his hardness against you, pleasure skittering up your spine at the sensation of his cock against your core.

“Gonna make you feel good baby,” he murmured against your skin, head dipping down to kiss your collarbones. Pressing one final kiss to the top of your breast, he pushed back to rest on his haunches, his fingertips brushing against the bottom hem of your shirt as he raised an eyebrow in questioning.

You quickly nodded, worrying your bottom lip between your teeth as his large hands smoothed up your stomach, pulling the fabric with it. He was taking his time, causing your breath to hitch as he finally helped you remove the piece of clothing that acted as a barrier between you. As soon as it hit the bedroom floor, he reached back and pulled his own shirt off, leaving you practically panting as you took in his topless state. The inky black tattoos that littered his pale skin, slender framed yet with muscles that flexed when he moved, no doubt from years of hauling heavy music equipment around. You’re beautiful, you thought, though your eyes grew large when he chuckled, a slight blush tingeing his cheeks. You’d said it aloud, though barely above a whisper. Evidently, loud enough for him to hear.

“Taking the words right out of my mouth,” he drawled with a soft smile, capturing your lips again as a large ringed hand travelled the expanse of your stomach. It was as if he was mapping your skin; memorising every dip and curve, pausing when he found a spot that made you mewl underneath his lips.

His kisses descended again; skittering over your sternum, shifting his weight onto his knees so both hands could softly cup your breasts over your bra. You gasped as he softly bit the flesh, soothing over the pain with the flat of his tongue in a way that was such a heavenly combination that it made your back arch. “So fuckin’ pretty,” he murmured, voice slightly muffled as his lips continued to move against you. A hand came to reach under your back, deft fingers making quick work of unfastening the clasp. You took the initiative to slip the straps down your arms, pulling off the item to be thrown beside your shirt. You noticed how his eyes darkened in need, a soft growl catching in the back of his throat as he laved his tongue over your nipple, rolling the other between his fingertips.

You let out a soft curse at the sensation, your hands running through his long hair and grasping it to pull him closer. Your needy actions seemed to fuel him, sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it as you bucked against his hips. Every nerve ending seemed to be on fire; the coil in your core twisting in the most pleasant way. It was as if he engulfed you in ecstasy; he was pulling you under the surface, making you gasp and ache for more, and you found yourself needing more. He would alternate his attention on each breast, switching between his skilful tongue and fingers, pressing soft kisses in between sharp nips of his teeth.

“More, please,” you pleaded, needing to know what else he could do with his talented mouth. You felt him smile against your skin, dragging his tongue down your stomach as he shifted to lay on his stomach and crawl at an agonisingly slow pace down to where you truly needed him. You could feel your wetness soak your underwear, feeling as if you would truly go mad if he didn’t continue.

“What’dya need, pretty girl? Need to hear you say it.” The corners of his mouth upturned as he kissed your inner thighs through the thick denim of your jeans, palm soothing the other that his mouth wasn’t latched to. A part of you wondered if he enjoyed it when you practically begged him for more. And an even bigger part of you loved to indulge him.

“N-need you to use your mouth on me,” you whimpered, trying to ignore the flush of your cheeks as you focused on speaking, on keeping your breaths even. Your brows furrowed as you bucked your hips, a soft whine escaping you as you clutched the sheets underneath you with a fierce grip. “Need you to make me feel good.”

“I will baby,” he promised, the hand leaving your thigh to unbutton your jeans. “Just need you to do one thing for me, okay? Can you do that?”

You nodded frantically as he shed your lower half free of clothing. At this moment, you would do anything he asked. Fuck, if he asked you to commit a crime with him, you’d probably agree. You’d do anything to be bathed in the sheer rapture that this moment gave you. “Wh-what?”

“Need you to not hold back on those pretty noises for me,” he answered, punctuating his words with a kiss to your innermost thigh that had you reeling. You felt his hot breath fan your cunt, and heard an audible groan that you swore you could feel. “So fuckin’ wet for me, angel.”

You keened as he licked a flat stripe across your clit, hands flying to grip his hair as he drew languid circles over the bud. You could feel your muscles slightly tense as he covered your cunt with his mouth, the moan that he released causing vibrations to shoot right through your core and causing your thighs to clamp down, hindered by firm hands on your thighs. Eddie seemed to be taking his time; alternating between soft kitten licks and firm strokes, occasionally sucking the sensitive bundle of nerves into his mouth and flicking his tongue over it in quick succession. It was like he was experimenting with what would make you cry out harder, what would make your grip on his hair tighten and cause your legs to shake as your back flew off the mattress.

The growing tension in your gut was so close to snapping. And with the addition of a finger, then two, slipping deep inside with little resistance, all it took was a curl that massaged a spot inside you that you weren’t even aware of to finally tip you over the edge. You tried to warn him, but all that came out was a cry of pure pleasure as you finally unravelled. It was as if you were coming apart at the seams; bathed in an overwhelming warmth that was indescribable, your mind turning fuzzy as your eyes fell shut and mouth opened into a silent scream. You bucked into his mouth, uncaring in the moment that you were shamelessly riding his face, an act of pure hedonism that furthered the blissful, heady sensation of your first powerful orgasm. You’d tried to pleasure yourself before, but never quite got to the finish line. But if this was what was waiting for you when you finally managed it? You’d do near anything to feel like this.

You finally floated back down to Earth with hard pants, slowly opening your eyes as his fingers and mouth slowly came to a stop and moved away. Taking your hands out of his dark curls and bringing them up to rub at your face, you let out a small giggle as you felt his hips connect with yours.

“That feel good, sweetheart?” he whispered into the shell of your ear, his torso gently leaning against yours as he braced his weight with his forearms on either side of you. When your eyes finally adjusted, you could see his deep umber eyes flicker over your features, a small grin on his glistening and puffy lips. From so close, you could see every detail of his face. The small scar on his hairline, and the slight stubble just forming on his jawline. He looked at you like you were the most beautiful piece of artwork he’d ever seen. Looked at you with such fondness, such reverence, that you had meant what you had said in the woods, and had said in your heart all along. You loved him. Truly loved him.

You nodded as you looped your arms around his neck, pulling into a kiss that you hoped would translate how much you cared for him, how much you truly wanted him. The kiss was soft; tongues exploring mouths, wandering hands exploring each other’s bodies, and your hips rolling against his own. “Need more,” you mumbled through the kiss, eyes fluttering shut as his mouth descended to the column of your neck. “Please, Eddie. Please…”

He came back up to look at you, his nose pressed against your own as his eyes softened, yet a hint of a furrowed brow was still evident. “A-are you sure? We don’t have to, if you don’t want to. I don’t want you to feel like you’re being pressured. We can stop, and cuddle, and-”

There was the rambling again, that little habit that both endeared and slightly frustrated you at this moment when you needed him so badly. Interrupting him with an experimental roll of your hips, you watched as his breath caught in his throat, eyes fluttering shut as you pressed yourself against his hard cock underneath his jeans. “I want this,” you whispered, your voice steady and even as you nodded your head. Eddie was on top of you, but you felt like you had all the control. Knowing that you could say one word, and he’d drop his pleasure just to make sure you were okay. It gave you the power to make your final decision.

His features spread into a lopsided grin when he realised you were positive, shifting his weight over to the side of the bed to open the drawer in his bedside table and rummage through the contents. You watched with interest, biting your lip with a small smile when you saw a square foil packet appear between his fingertips.

Clutching the condom wrapper in his teeth as he undid his belt – no doubt an image that would be forever burned into your brain at the eroticism of the sight – watching with eagerness as he slid his jeans and boxers off. Your eyes widened at the sight of his cock; you’d not actually seen one in real life, but you knew he was big. Thick and slightly on the longer side, with a few prominent veins running up the shaft and the tip leaking precum. Your pussy clenched at the sight of it, and you swallowed back a small gulp as you watched him carefully tear open the wrapper with his teeth and begin to roll the condom over his cock.

“Is it… Going to hurt?” you asked softly, remembering how one or two of your friends had complained about how sore they were when they finally lost their virginity. Though you were excited beyond belief, there was a small pang of apprehension, a sense that you had bitten off more than you can chew.

“It might sting a little,” he answered honestly, making sure the condom was secure before leaning back over you. “But you’re really wet, and you’ve already come, so that’s going to help. And I’ll be really slow, okay? I won’t start moving until you tell me to. And if you need to stop-”

“I’ll tell you,” you finished for him, a small smile on your face as you watched him mirror your expression.

“That’s my girl,” he whispered, pecking a kiss to your temple as he lined himself up with your hole. “I’m going to start, okay? Just relax your body for me.”

You took a deep breath, holding onto his shoulders as you adjusted your hips a little. You felt him press against you, the tip of his cock gently stretching you open as he passionately kissed you. Your eyes fluttered shut as he pressed in further, a small whine leaving your lips as you felt a slight burning sensation. It was a little uncomfortable, but it didn’t hurt as bad as you thought it would. Not when he was being so slow; so attentive to your body, stopping when you let out a sharp gasp, and only sinking in further when he felt your hips slightly rock at the desperation for more.

You felt him shudder as his hips finally met yours, a low groan audible by your ear as you tried to get accustomed to the feeling of fullness that you’d never experienced before. It was overwhelming in the most incredible way; you could feel everything, could hear the soft groans that he let out as he kissed your temple, every slight shift of your body as you squirmed underneath him causing skitters of pleasure to shoot up your spine. “You okay?” he whispered, voice cracking slightly as his grip on the bedsheets beside your head turned knuckle white.

You frowned a little, wondering if he was uncomfortable at all. Though it was clear he was worried about your comfort levels, you couldn’t help but feel anxious as you lifted your hand to smooth your fingers through his hair. “It feels good, but… Are you?”

You saw the small grin spread across his face as he came into your view, dark eyes near black with his pupils blown out. “Sweetheart, ‘m trying not to come already.” Your heart warmed that even in the moment, when you could see him trying so hard to hold back his own needs just for you, that he was still trying to put you at ease with his usual brand of confidence. But you wanted him to come undone; to see him fall apart, just as he’d seen you. You wanted to see that side of him, wanted to feel that closeness that two people who had explored each other’s bodies felt.

You made an experimental roll of your hips, a soft gasp falling from your lips as you felt his length drag across your walls, that spot that he’d discovered with his fingers being massaged by the tip of his cock. “More, please,” you managed to whisper out, keening when you felt one of his hands grasp your hip as he made slow, languid thrusts that had your eyes rolling in the back of your head.

“Y’ feel so fuckin’ good,” he murmured, breath catching in his throat as he pressed his forehead against yours. “So tight, fuck.” Through your haze of ecstasy, you marvelled at how his face was screwed up, mouth parted that let out soft pants. It spurred you into meeting his thrusts with your own, the discomfort that had been there in the beginning now completely gone, replaced with a blissful, heady sensation that had you reeling.

The only sounds in the trailer were the sounds of your bodies meeting, soft mewls and moans disrupted by the kisses that he lovingly pressed to your lips, music that you could barely make out when your mind was so fuzzy and blissed out. You could feel that coil beginning to become tight again, more intense this time, causing you to cry out as he shifted his hips and quickened his pace. “Gonna- God, gonna come Eddie,” you whined, brain short-circuiting when you felt deft fingers make tight circles on your clit.

“Come f’ me, angel,” he groaned, thrusts becoming sloppy as his fingers on your hip tightened, an added sensation of slight pain that mixed with your pleasure. Your back arched, pressing your chest to his own as you felt yourself clamp down on his cock and letting out a near scream as your eyes screwed shut. You thought the last climax was intense, but this was the next level. Your thighs clamped around his hips and white dots filled your vision, your hands that were on his shoulders now scratching down his ribs as your nails dug into his flesh, trying to find some sort of tether to the waking world. You felt him bury himself impossibly deep into you, small whines and gasps audible with his lips by the shell of your ear as you felt him twitch inside of you. You both reached your peaks, a tangled mess of limbs and covered in a thin sheen of sweat as you felt his body collapse onto yours. You couldn’t help but let out a small giggle as he grunted with exertion and rolled off you, onto his back.

“Christ,” he muttered, rubbing his hands over his face and a grin being revealed to you when he took them away. He made quick work of pulling off the spent condom, tying a knot in the end and tossing it towards the trash bin on the other side of the room. Thankfully, it went in, and you laughed at his small fist bump at the good shot.

Finding your way into his arms, you relaxed against his chest as he held you tight, shifting your bodies so he could pull the sheets over your both. “Thank you,” you managed to say, drawing absent-minded patterns into his pectoral muscle with your fingertips.

“It should be me who’s thanking you,” he chuckled, kissing the crown of your head as his grip on you tightened, as if yearning for more contact, as if that was even possible. “You’re perfect, you know that? Fuckin’ perfect…”

You couldn’t help but preen under his compliments, as you always did. Though this time, it felt so much more intimate. Laying naked, so entangled you weren’t sure where you ended and Eddie started. Still glowing in the aftermath of your orgasms, feeling so loved and adored as he peppered your face and body with kisses. Worshipped, you think is the word. And you loved it.

Looking over to the small alarm clock on his bedside table, you made a noise of annoyance as you tried to sit yourself up. “Curfew’s in an hour,” you mumbled, not wanting to leave this solace that you’d both created.

His large had flattened onto your sternum, a playful grin overtaking his face as he propped himself up onto his side to look down on you. “And your place is fifteen minutes away,” he countered, raising an eyebrow. “So… We still got fourty-five minutes.”

You chuckled, pulling him down over you as you looped an arm around his neck, your other hand on his cheek as you kissed him. “What can we do in fourty-five minutes?” you wondered aloud, a sudden yelp of surprise leaving your lips as he manhandled you into his lap, your knees positioned on either side of his hips.

“Baby, I can do a lot in that time,” he purred, resting his forearms on the small of your back as he looked up at you, features morphing into a look of slight pleading as he tipped his head to the side. “But just… Stay with me for a little while? Please?”

And how could you say no to him, when he was looking at you with such adoration? “Okay,” you whispered, pecking a kiss on the tip of his nose as you got yourself settled. You coiled your arms around his neck, pressing the side of your face to his chest, hearing his heartbeat and soft hums as he sang along to the melody of the background music you’d long forgotten about. Enjoying the way he smoothed his hand up and down your spine, lulling you to close your eyes and take deep, even breaths as drowziness caught up with you.

Would falling asleep be wise, considering you had a time limit? Probably not. But the way you were so comfortable, so content in his arms, feeling so safe… Fuck curfew. You’d face the consequences later.

#eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x you #eddie munson smut #stranger things imagine #stranger things x you

[leejeongz]

breaking up with enhypen pretty please 🎧🎀

🫧 breaking up with enhypen 🫧

pairing: exboyf!enha x gn!reader

genre: angst

warnings: made up characters that do not reflect on the members personally, dramatised situations for reader’s enjoyment, a little bit toxic (heeseung’s and sunoo’s are very toxic ngl), mentions of food (sunghoon), swearing (sunoo).

a/n: this was the first time i’ve ever cried while writing smth idk why i made jake’s hit so close to home but i hope u enjoy it after i put myself thru that HAHAH

𓆉 heeseung

“i just don’t think you should be wearing a top that shows your whole chest when my friends are around,” heeseung kissed his teeth before turning to his friends at the bar.

your friends' eyes all shifted to you, you could tell just by looking at them what they were going to say. “i’ll talk to him in the morning,” you assured, yet they didn’t look that impressed with you, knowing your track record.

the morning came and you were still upset from the night before, something that doesn’t usually happen.

more & other members under the cut

“you know, y/n, you were a real embarrassment in front of my friends last night,” the words angered you even more.

“hm no, i think i was perfectly fine,” where you’d usually apologise, you fought back, “you can’t expect me to let you speak to me like you do . i’m always trying to find the right time to be upset with you.” you were slightly disappointed by what you said, you know it wasn’t exactly what you wanted to say, but you were holding back tears, it was the best you could do.

“there’s nothing to be upset with me for,” heeseung was genuinely stunned, as if he’d always been this perfect boyfriend he convinced himself that he was.

you scoffed, sitting on the bed as heeseung stood on the other side of it. “i’m always strategizing how to bring stuff up, you’re constantly avoiding talking about things that make me feel uncomfortable and bad, sometimes i think so hard about stuff that i end up dropping it, i hate living like this.” you spoke with your head in your hands, the tears you were holding back were seeping out uncontrollably.

“you drop it because it’s nothing,” not at all taken aback by your admission, heeseung presses more.

“just get out. i don’t want this, or us, or you,” you affirm, “i deserve better.”

“course you do,” heeseung laughs before picking up his backpack, “good luck finding it.”

𓆉 jay

you lay in your bed, staring at the wall while jay played on his phone next to you, wondering how you ever ended up in this situation. you liked jay, a lot. there was no disputing that. but did you deserve to be with him?

jay shuffled next to you, he’d turned over and was going to spoon you with an arm draped over your waist when you suddenly turned over yourself and sat a little further up the bed.

“why, what’s wrong?” jay asked, wondering if he’d gone too far.

“jay,” you paused, looking to your boyfriend for reassurance as you spoke, “i don’t think im ready for a relationship, just yet.”

jay’s face dropped to a disappointed frown that he tried to hide from you. “it’s okay.” he finally sat up, he searched for permission to hold your hand, which you granted by placing it on his lap.

you focused on your interlocked hands. if someone had told you that you’d be doing this a few months ago, you’d never have believed it.

“you’re everything i could’ve asked for and more, y/n,” jay looks to your hands too and wraps his other hand around them. “i’ll wait for you no matter what, okay?”

you know jay doesn’t want to break up, but you can’t keep leading him on like this. “i can’t even love myself, how am i supposed to know how to love you?” you blurt out in a flood of tears. “you’re so so perfect, jay, i want you to find better, please, jay.” your eyes are pleading into his, as if this is the only thing that will ever make you happy.

“y/n, you’re my everything.” he tuts and tilts his head, “but i think, if this is what you want, then let’s put on the breaks for a bit.” you gave jay a guilty smile. “don’t be like that, y/n, it was pretty exhausting for me too,” jay laughed, hoping you’d take it as a joke but really hiding some truth.

𓆉 jake

you sat in jake’s car, the silent journey to the airport still replaying in your mind as you put off getting out. you wanted to be with him forever, but you knew the minute you stepped out of the car, you would be all alone, without jake, so you stayed for as long as you could. you looked at yourself in the small mirror of the sunshield, your eyes welling up as you noticed your boyfriend in your peripheral vision.

“y/n, you okay, darling?” jake peered his head around.

“no,” you cried out, “ i already miss you, and i’m not even gone.”

jake laughed a little before wrapping you in his arms, kissing the crown of your head.

“i hate that i’m not going to see you tomorrow, or the day after, or even the day after that,” you pulled away from his hug to wipe your tears, “i hate that we can’t be together all the time, and i hate that we had to end things like this.”

jake took a long inhale. his eyes stumbled around his car, avoiding focusing on anything for too long because he knew he’d cry. he didn’t want you to see him cry, not today.

“me too, angel. me too.” jake’s eyes welled up as he admired you in person for one last time.

you took a deep breath, the tears blurring your vision as you wrapped your fingers around the door handle and opened it slowly. you took one last look at jake, he managed to take your face into his hands and wipe your tears as you smiled at him.

“don’t be a stranger, hey?” jake tilted his head to the side, “call me whenever you need, i’m still your bestest friend, my love.”

you took the opportunity to kiss him on the cheek, you regretted it so much. he looked away as you slipped out of the car and got your suitcase from the trunk. you turned to wave at the boy you’d loved for a very long time, only to see him, absolutely destroyed, leaning over his steering wheel.

𓆉 sunghoon

you always knew sunghoon to be an honest person and vocal when he needed to be. you never wanted him to feel like he couldn’t be. but you couldn’t help but feel that something was missing.

“how about this weekend?” you asked, twirling the pasta around your fork. “we could book a hotel by sea and just relax,” and rekindle the flame that died, you thought, but didn’t dare say aloud.

“this weekend?” you nod, “i’m working, sorry.” he didn’t make eye contact as he spoke, instead staring directly at his plate.

you stabbed a chunk of mushroom loudly, catching his attention, “working…” he hummed in response, the tone of which elicited a scoff from you. “you’re always working, everytime i suggest we do something together, you’re conveniently working, do you even love me anymore sunghoon?”

sunghoon stayed completely silent, staring back down at his food.

“sunghoon?”

still, nothing.

you slammed the fork down onto the table and stood, pushing the chair back with a horrible screech. you focused on the boy for a while. how could you break up with him and let him win? when he didn’t even have the decency to speak? but you knew it would hurt you more if you didn’t say “then i guess it’s over.”

“i guess,” sunghoon finally spoke. he seemed unbothered, maybe even a little happy that someone finally said it. “should i go now or?”

you stared him down, he placed the fork down gingerly and left your apartment sharpish, leaving you to overthink everything about the past few months.

𓆉 sunoo

“so let me get this straight,” sunoo laughed as clapped his hands together twice, a little too sassily for your liking. “you’re mad at me because im being nice to my fans?”

“fan, singular, not plural, sunoo,” you clarified.

“so what, we have matching phone cases? you said you didn’t wanna do that, anyway.”

“i didn’t mean go and get them with someone else,” you scoffed and rolled your eyes at his facetiousness, “and it’s not just that. it’s weird enough that you found their social media and trusted them enough with your private accounts when i wasn’t even allowed to follow them for months, but going out with them and buying them gifts, that’s a bit too far.”

“it’s called a parasocial relationship,” he completely dismissed your concerns, “how can you be in a relationship with an idol if you can’t even respect that i have fans?”

you furrowed your brows in confusion, “do the other members do this? how about i call jungwon up, ask what he thinks, hm?”

sunoo soon became very quiet, he knows that this is more than an idol x fan relationship, he knows the others disapprove of it just as much as you do, he knows that this is wrong. he noticed that you’d caught on and once again searched for any kind of defence he could reach.

“you’re overreacting, and if you’re gonna be like this, then we’re done, y/n,” he suddenly blurts out, slipping his phone out of his pocket to text you know who about your argument immediately.

“yeah, no shit we’re breaking up,” you double down on sunoo’s words, wishing you could’ve said them first, “you’re a nasty piece of work, i wish them the best of luck for having to deal with you.”

for weeks after, you couldn’t help but regret your final words to sunoo. you debated on sending him an apology, but decided against it when you saw fans coming to defend you once the news had been released.

𓆉 jungwon

as you entered jungwon’s room, you could tell by the dishevelled look on his face, he knew exactly why you were here. you sat on the edge of his bed, one leg folded under you, the other dangling, your foot barely touching the floor. jungwon sat cross legged, his back against the single pillow propped up by his headboard.

“so,” he started, forcing a smile. “how have you been?”

“good,” you smiled back at him shyly, not because you felt shy as such, but because you knew what you were about to do was going to hurt him. “jungwon, i think we should break up.” you gave him time to digest your words before continuing. “i love you, but that’s not enough, for me, right now.” you purse your lips in hopes that you wouldn’t cry, “because you hurt me. and i can’t trust you, as hard as i try, i just can’t,” you ramble.

“it’s okay, y/n,” jungwon nodded in agreement, “i’m just sorry i couldn’t be the boyfriend you deserve.” you noticed jungwon had reached into the drawer of his bedside cabinet, following his hands which carried a cardboard box. “i was going to give this to you for your birthday, but i want you to have it now.”

you opened it, revealing a childlike friendship bracelet in your favourite colours, the black and white letter cubes spelling out “all my love.”

“i’m not giving it to you to make you feel guilty. i want you to have it because i want you to always remember that you’re loved.” his hands closed it into yours, “i've learnt so much from you.”

you couldn’t help but scoff at his final comment, it was a bit of a joke to you that he had to learn not to cheat on people that he loved, but you were hopeful that he would never do it to anyone else ever again. you left him with a half genuine smile and a tiny thank you.

“i’ll bring your stuff later this week,” he said, drawing your attention back to him, “can i?”

𓆉 niki

“i can give you more space,” niki pleaded, just saying whatever came to his head without giving it too much logical thought.

“i don’t need space,” you stood from the couch, your hands finding your head in frustration, “are you not listening to me? i’m sick of having to look after you, can you not do anything for yourself?” you snapped.

niki wasn’t able to respond. he remembered, just earlier that day, you’d had to remind him of the dentist appointment you’d made for him. “isn’t that too far?” he sulked, his eyes swollen and sunken even though he hadn’t cried.

all rationality was lost, “not when it’s true,” you scoffed at the boy, who seemed like he was finally accepting some fault. “don’t you feel ashamed?” you pushed, until niki looked as if he’d reach boiling point.

“if you’re going to treat me like a child i might as well act like one, y/n,” niki stands too, he towers over you, but you insist in your mind that you can stand your ground. “you constantly embarrass me in front of people, “i had to make him an appointment” “i had to cook his dinner for him,”” he mimics, “i can do those things just fine, y/n, but you love doing them just to have one up on me, don’t you?”

you squint, you didn’t realise that’s what you were doing, but it was probably true. “well, you’ll be fine doing all those things when i’m gone,” niki’s face drops, yours follows as the weight of the words hit you like a truck, but you know it’s not working. “i’m gonna go now, i’ll get my stuff tomorrow, if that’s okay?”

niki nods, a small smile on his face that’s just begging to remain civil with you after all of this is over.

#enhypen #enhypen angst #enhypen imagines #jungwon #jay #sunghoon #heeseung #jake #sunoo #niki #sim jaeyun #enhypen reactions

[kisses4lao]

Hey so I keep seeing your pegging headcanons for the MK1 guys and ngl I am obsessed 👁👁

Idk if you're willing to write for Rain or not, but if so could you please do him as well? I need this man on a biblical level lmao. Thanks in advance!

Yes honey

I'm gonna be so honest I know rain is in mk1 but the only rain I remember before that was mk9 and I don't remember him being an important character 😭😭😭 he was in the lineup but he was sorta just there

So forgive me if he doesn't have a personality in this I looked up his vls and all he's deadass just there

Tw/cw: the usual, overstimulation if you squint

Not proofread fuck you

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Hesitant at first

Like, VERY hesitant

Probably not on board until he does extensive research bc he's like that

And when he does research, he finds it interesting

So is he down? Yes. Will he make you wait a few weeks just so that he can be prepared? Also yes.

Rain would most likely prepare himself weeks in advance, via fingering, that way it doesn't hurt nearly as bad as he can only expect

So when it comes to the scheduled day because of course he scheduled it, he's ready.

So ready in fact that he just has you put it in, what a simple man

Luckily, you can see his face contort in pleasure instead of pain. Once you bottom out, he's completely out of breath

He opted to want to hold your hands while this was happening, wanting to be close because of the unfamiliar sensation

As you began to move, you can feel his hands tighten around yours

Because of how close you are, you can hear him slightly whimpering out, simply just whining and your name

Increasing your speed only made his grip on you tighter as he wraps his legs around you, ankles connecting at your lower back to force you in deeper

His whimpering comes out louder as he can feel the tip of his cock rub against your stomach, creating even more friction as you continuously hit his g spot

He came as tears began to fall from his eyes, lol leaving him a whimpering mess under you as he came down from his high

He rates it a 7.5/10. It was pleasurable, but its a once in a while thing

Also can't walk afterwards

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A/n: Im really not a big onion enjoyer, I kind of hate them honestly, but I had an onion ring for the first time last night and it was life changing

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat smut #mk1 #rain mortal kombat #rain mk #mk rain #zeffeero #zeffeero x reader #zeffeero smut #mk rain smut #mk rain x reader

[sidsinning]

Gotta admit I have not read the manga, but from your posts I am like "wuuuuuut". Not gonna lie, watching the anime and given the previous life relationship, I thought it had the great potential to be a very cool and heartfelt sibling bond. Like "we are really family this time" or "he's been taking care of me from the beginning" even something like "now I can help her do all the things she couldn't last time" or going into the whole "not letting him miss on finding some enjoyment in his second chance at life". Like, there was so much potential for good sibling feelz. And seeing it got into...well that. Um...nope. Pass. Just, why??? ._.

The mental gymnastics this author is jumping through to try and make his fetish work in a serious way makes me kinda speechless atp ngl

Like mans really said he'd retire from being a manga artist to focus on writing only for this to be the result lol

I was hopeful for a normal sibling relationship too

But

It's anime so

A basic sibling bond is bait

"You thought it was a normal pair of siblings, but it was I, incest all along."

#oshi no ko #oshi no ko salt #ask

[jellijellybean]

nsfw takes on some [JJK] characters mdni

don't laugh at me alright. im soft and mushy most days so there's no hardcore kinks in this one gang. ngl sometimes i get really nervous about posting my writing but then i remember i used to write on quotev when i was fourteen and feel arguably worse. as always put your ages in bios please and thank you. [word count: 2.1k]

warnings: nsfw. slight choking (gojo), overstimulation (receiving w/geto), alcohol mention (shoko), uhh none for (nanami) i believe, nails/scratching (utahime), oral (tojo)

a/n: this was written to be gender neutral. i might do the curses next because i am but a humble sukuna enjoyer (its such a shame he's always on my mind and never on me.)

Gojo:

I feel like he's the type to set the pace real gentle and slow. He doesn't get the opportunity to shower you with his affection as much as he'd like, but when he does it leaves you breathless.

He drags his palm up towards your neck so he can cup your face in one of those big hands of his. His lips don't stop ghosting over your neck as he trails kiss after kiss until he's brushing against your lips while the hand cupping your face suddenly trails down to carefully wrap his long fingers around your throat.

The squeeze is almost too faint to feel, but your head spins regardless and the chuckle that rumbles through his chest at your reaction makes your stomach explode with butterflies.

His favorite thing though?

Loves it so much when you wrap your legs around his waist, he loves the feeling of your arms wounding tight around his shoulders, how he's practically engulfed by you.

Seriously. He just loves the way you feel when you're here clinging to him down to the right amount of pressure, always leaving him dizzy from the rush he gets. When you whisper his name over and over again he feels invincible.

All the responsibilities, the pain, and sorrow can wait, everything, all his worries, all his hurt can fade into the background when your fingers brush through his hair, repeating soft, "I love you's,” into his mouth until your voice fades and his breath hitches.

Geto:

A tease through and through.

The type to whisper that he wants to hear what you want, all the filthy things that enter your mind, he wants to hear it all. Purposely, leaves you begging for more just so he can repeat the words of, "..say it for me one more time," before he thinks of continuing.  He's a bit more calculated with how well he sets the pace too.

Geto’s the type to observe your reactions, see how well you react to the way he slides in, how much pressure he'll need to use to have your legs shaking, and how sensitive you are to his touch. He takes his time to explore and learn just how to make your body sing.

You'd almost be startled by how often he focuses entirely on the way you feel when you're with him. The way you squeeze your eyes shut or when you try to pull him closer has his heart about to burst with the adoration he feels for you at that moment.

Be warned though, because of the pause he takes to admire you, to spend a few moments worshipping your very being — he'll absolutely overstimulate you afterwards, badly.

He might whisper that he's sorry, but he's almost there.. you can take a bit more, can't you? He got so distracted by you, he can't help it! The twitchy feeling below your stomach soon boils into burning pleasure when he continues the pace of his thrusts. He's kissing you, smothering your lips with kiss after kiss until your hands shake and your back arches once again.

Geto chuckles at the way your body tightens just right around him and he can't stop himself from cupping your face and holding it steady enough to keep your lips locked tight together.

Sigh. Isn't he so romantic?

Shoko:

You'd have to be the one to suggest anything, she's a busy woman with a packed schedule that leaves her exhausted.

Maybe, you decide to surprise her with a home-cooked dinner when she walks through the door and you finally get to see her tired smile as she tells you, you didn't have to.

You say it's the least you can do with the same bright grin you always wear and as you pull out the wine bottle kept safe for nights like this she caves and takes her seat right across from your own. Shoko's very thankful for your presence when you begin to talk about your day while she sits there and listens. A few drinks later and a quick movie leaves you guys on the couch, Shoko hovering above you as your hands rest against her hips.

The movie is long forgotten when you leave little nips and soft kisses against the sorceress' neck. Her shirt, slowly being pushed up and over her head just so you can continue to worship her delicate skin and watch the bites, scratches, and hickeys on her body slowly gain color.

Shoko’s more relaxed if anything, not really in a rush to get to where she needs to go. She is the type to really savor the moment as she tends to get lost in the way it feels the closer she gets to being pushed over that edge.

Something tells me she's also big on using her hands — mainly to touch your skin. Cup your face and trace the scars that you received from the time before you knew her. She even enjoys/savors the heat from your body as it slowly warms up her icy hands, and to Shoko, it's a constant reminder that you're here.

With her.

It keeps her grounded, especially after a long day of seeing sorcerers in different states of agony. You're her rock and she couldn't feel happier with anyone else, after all, you're all she needs in this world.

Nanami:

Nanami is a bit harder for me to calculate, but he gives very solid and strong vibes, give me a second to explain. Feels like his pace would be as steady as can be.. in the sense that he doesn't necessarily change it much. You might feel him get a bit rougher the closer he gets, really wanting to press deep, but he mostly keeps himself stable and has pretty good stamina overall.

Not the type to really get lost in the moment, but he tends to bask in the way his muscles tense and then how his body relaxes after he climaxes. He's a bit more on the quiet side too, not into talking too much but more into soft sighs and heavy breathing.

Don't expect his pace to be erratic unless you purposely tease him throughout the day — you'll know what's about to happen when he suddenly clasps a hand on your shoulder, pinky close enough to your neck he'd be able to caress the skin if he wanted to. He's ruthless, but still.. restrained in a sense until you goad him a bit more — keep babbling about whatever, tease him until you see the cracks in his self-control.

Man's will be talking then, whispering how exactly you affect him. How you invade his mind on days he needs to focus, how you're always there regardless of what he's doing.

When he's at work he wonders if you're awake. In the car he questions whether you've eaten or not and even when he's dealing with curses he thinks back to you.. at home waiting for him and he finds himself being a bit more careful.

Calculated and calm.

He needs to get home to you after all. Nanami tends to be a little more looser, letting out moans and groans more freely, his deep voice leaves you shivering. He normally falls asleep after nights like these though, arm wrapped taut around your body, making sure to keep you close to his chest. Just hold him tight and whisper that everything will be okay — he'll fully believe you.

Utahime:

Alright, something about this lady just gives me.. brat vibes (if you can say that.)

She won’t be downright mean to you but will do anything to get a reaction out of you so to speak. I’m talking when you guys are training and she manages to knock you down to the ground with a bright grin on her face all while exclaiming that she beat you!

Utahime can laugh and giggle all she wants about her victory and she might even say that you let your guard down, that you didn’t give it your all, and that you lost — to her.

It might make your blood boil a bit when she says those words to you, a slight tremble in your fingers as you reach for her arm to tug her down.

Now it’s your turn to laugh at the shock on her face, the way she whispers that your tactics are dirty, and the fact her face flushed at the realization of just how close you two were. You’re practically on top of her! She says it with a slight glare but your hands slip under her shirt before she even has a second to open her mouth again. It's funny watching, almost entranced, as her eyes widen before she tries to squirm away.

She stares, jaw slack, as the grin grows on your face when you throw a teasing remark back to her that gets her blood boiling all while teasing her chest. Utahime begins to take this as a challenge — to see who’s the real loser and before you realize it, girl has you flipped over with her hands underneath your shirt. Her strength surprises you as she slowly clambers on top of your body, feeling the way her nails ghost across your skin before digging into your shoulders.

Oof yeah, the nails are something she uses — often. Talking deep scratches along your back and shoulders that burn with an almost addicting pain, might even leave imprints when she cums with how hard she digs them into your skin. Sometimes it has you worried she’s drawing blood lol.

I also get talkative vibes from her, like she whispers soft curses and small threats like, “If you stop.. I’m going to kill you.” (LMAO) but the majority of the time, when you guys aren’t at each other’s throats, she’s a real softy with her words.

Very open about how good you make her feel and will gladly tell you so, but be warned because she expects the same energy back.

Honestly, just tell her how much you love her, how badly she affects you, and just how often she’s on your mind and I promise she’ll be eating out of your palm in no time because.. really.

All she wants is someone to love and appreciate the way she is without the need to hide any part of herself and look who's perfect for that.

Toji:

You guys probably met at some bar that served cheap booze and different types of filling foods. The screens on the tv’s playing random sports or the news or even some random cartoon — it’s overstimulating and you don’t even realize it until the sound of someone shuffling beside you is enough to drag your attention away.

The man doesn’t seem to acknowledge you but yawns very openly, you swear you’d be able to hear it if the people chatting weren’t so loud. Toji on the other hand, noticed you from across the room. His first thoughts were that you were cute looking, not really meant to be on this side of town without a reason, so he decided to sit next to you and see if you'd be interested in conversation.

(I can’t describe it but Toji to me doesn’t really give romantic vibes, but he’d still be at least somewhat considerate of your comfort and pleasure.)

Don't expect kisses to the lips and soft pillow talk, expect a bite to your ear and him forcing you to wrap your legs around his waist. Just ti keep himself hunched over your body until he's practically engulfing you and everything you are. Has a mix of having such a ruthless pace that leaves you gasping for air each time he bullies his way inside and then having the slow and lazy one with how gentle he rocks his hips into you when he feels like switching it up.

He won't admit it but he loves the fact you can never seem to hide the noises he drags out of you — it's a song only he's able to hear and that leaves him on cloud nine.

Might catch him lying on his back afterwards, staring at the ceiling with a somewhat blank look on his face. You might think that's it. That he's got what he wanted and is about to leave and never speak to you again, but the truth is, he's not sure how to ask if you'd be interested in meeting up like this again and again and again.

It's been a while since he's actually slept with someone he feels like he has good compatibility with and that's hard to find in this day and age. Won't say anything about it but you'll find it kind of weird when you slowly begin to see him around a bit more. Maybe he's walking down the street or standing in line at the grocery store and you see him again.

Call it fate or whatever but he draws you closer, like a moth to a flame. You'll learn about his thing with oral as time goes on. Loves the way you sound with his fingers in your mouth or when it's been such a rough day all he needs is you, on your back, trying to shove his head away while you beg and plead for some mercy.

It's honestly his favorite pastime. Let's just hope you two don't get into anything too frisky because my man is shameless and all I can say is godspeed soldier.

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x gn!reader #jjk x gender neutral reader #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jelly's writings #bro #i honestly hope its alright cuz like.. im a bit all over the place lmao #love all my wives #currently having thoughts about the curses and the main trio #..give me time and we'll see (lying) #reminder to drink water losers. #also first post on tumble? jeez i feel. wrong.

[ranposgirlboss]

~late night car drives with bsd charas~

this is an idea i got while listening to depressing vocaliod songs, SO HERE WE ARE!!! these are just some hc i have about how it would go, some charas are COMPLETELY platonic!! (this is mostly platonic in the 1st place tbh) this is my first time writing on this app, and i haven't written anything online in a few years, so if the formatting is weird, PLEASE TELL ME IDK WHAT IM DOIMNHG

chara list: dazai, chuuya, poe, ranpo, and yosano

GENRE: fluff fluff fluff and sillies

enjoy!!

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DAZAI

-HESSS DEEEEEFFF THE TYPE TO BRING YOU ON LATE-NIGHT DRIVES!!!!!

-he would probably be going to some weird ass convenience store with you at ungodly hours in the morning 💀

-HE EITHER SINGS THE MOST DEPRESSING SONGS OR THE MOST UPBEAT SILLY SONGS THERE IS LITERALLY NO IN BETWEEN

-i feel like he would mess with you and fucking drift the car when yall turn

-lets just say you get close to dying more then once 😁

-one time when yall tried to sneak out, kunikida caught yalls asses (your ears still hurt to this day from the mouthing off you got from kunikida)

-all in all, VERY FUN TO GO OUT WITH!!! WOULD RECOMMEND IF YOU WANT CHAOS!!!! OR IF YOU LIKE ALMOST DYING 10 TIMES IN 30 MINS <3333

CHUUYA

-ok so i know i said late night CAR rides BUT CMON WHO DOESNT WANNA RIDE A COOL ASS MOTORCYCLE WITH CHUUYA!??!?!?/1

-mf has HORRIBLE ROAD RAGE!!!

-i hc that when chuuya gets really pissed and the person is super rude to him, he fucking makes their car float...LIKE FULL ON 😭

-AND THEN HELL MAKE THEM SAY SORRY

-but other then his road rage, its honestly pretty chill

-i know that he has a BANGER playlist, I JUST KNOW IT

-i fell like he'd also play around on the motorcycle a bit, BUT AT LEAST HE WOULDNT NEARLY KILL YOU UNLIKE DAZAI (눈‸눈)

-id say its pretty nice and balanced, with enough calmness to make it enjoyable for the most part, but enough thrill to keep asking him to take you out <33

RANPO

-just gonna let you know right off the bat, his ass is NOT driving 😂

-there is a high chance that he JUST woke up and started banging on your door because he had cravings and well, he ran out of his snacks...so OBVIOUSLY he had to bang on your door, its important!!!

-and even if he was completely awake...he would get yall lost so fast

-so you were driving him

-honestly? its kinda funny to see groggy ranpo walk around and try to grab what snack he wants at the convenience store when he's barely awake

-bro literally drops the bag like 5 times (you picked it up all 5 bc you kinda pitied him rn 😭)

-he basically ends up sleep walking his ass outta there

-the ride is mostly quiet, mainly because ranpo falls asleep on the way back

-imagine if you played heavy metal and woke him up

POE

-HE WOULD DRIVE WITH YOU FREQUENTLY, DUE TO HIM BEING A NIGHT OWL

-these car rides would be so peaceful

-ngl he would probably sometimes take you out just to drive with you (its not like gas is a problem for him anyways 😭)

-HE HAS SUCH A GOOD PLAYLIST OF SONGS TO JUST SIT THERE AND DAYDREAM TO

-doesnt seem like a talker tbh, he might ask you if you want to go anywhere specific, but you guys mostly just listen to music together (he saves the story telling for another time <3)

-I FEEL LIKE HE WOULD MAKE A PLAYLIST THAT LIKE KIND OF HAS A STORY LINE SO IT WOULD BE SO FUN TO DAYDREAM TO THE SONGS CUZ YOU COULD CREATE YOUR OWN STORY TO THEM

-you hold karl in your lap and pet him like you're an evil villain (cannon)

-very calming and relaxing drive <33

YOSANO

-UGH IM SO GAY FOR HER

-ngl she kinda gives dazai vibes, in terms of playlist

-there has been more than one occasion when she just drunk-drove you

-LUCKILY YALL DONT DIE??!?!?!??! HOLY FUCK

-shes a small talker, OR A GOSSIPER WHILE YALL DRIVE

-yall just have so much fun talking about the ada and everything that's going on there <333

-would scream the lyrics to any 2010's throwback song, while having a (hopefully) safe dance party

-very fun to be around, and even though she drunk drives, shes def safer then dazai

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THANK YOU FOR READING THIS!!!! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧

PLEASE SEND ME REQS I BEG OF YOU

#bsd #dazai x reader #ranpo x reader #poe x reader bsd #poe x reader #yosano x reader #chuuya x reader #fluff #wholesome #ugh i want them to be real #justiceforjared

[vintageaurelia]

knitting club (Thomas Thorne x Reader drabble)

note: hi fellas. this is my first time writing something like this and POSTING it. I'm a little nervous ngl! But just bear with me I swear I'll improve 😊. anywho! feel free to shoot some silly little requests my way!

Also! apologies if you don't have any clue about knitting, I personally do and I based this off a singular Thomas quote LOL.

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The club meetings Alison was hosting in the home proved to be bothersome for some of the ghosts, annoyed at how many people were visiting the house every day. Between the AA meetings and just the most random topics you could ever think of being discussed, it was something not everyone was entirely interested in. Though everyone loved to tune into the AA meeting every once in a while, for some juicy stories. 

You on the other hand? You stuck around for all the art based clubs, it reminded you of when you were alive and could do all this work with your hands.

The knitting club proved to be one that you could watch for hours, it's one of the hobbies you missed a lot. Looking around at all of the cute creations everyone was making and talking about their families and different stories they had from the day filled your soul with a sort of warmth. 

As this week's meeting began, you sat on the old beat up couch, watching all the young, old, women and men fill the seats, excited about what progress they made over the week. Unbeknownst to you though, a certain poet was walking past the room to see you sitting in there alone, with the group that had no idea you were there.

Thomas was never really fond of the knitting club, he felt it was boring and it wasn’t worth his time to sit and watch other people knit while talking about their grandkids or their in-laws. But maybe he could learn to like it? Maybe just for you?

He walked into the room silently as you were enchanted by all the people getting ready to start the meeting. “Good evening dear (Y/N),” Thomas greets you with a slight bow and a polite smile on his face. You light up and wave to him “Hi! Are you here for the knitting club? I thought you didn’t like them?” Thomas freezes up before responding with a quick agreement. “I just thought I might’ve judged them a little too hard at first, so I thought I would give them another chance,” this makes you smile and you go back to watching the group. 

He had to admit it's not as boring as he remembered, but it still wasn’t super enjoyable for him. But boy did it make him gleam seeing you get up and tell him what everyone was making and why.

By the end of the meeting, he learned one of the older women was making a blanket for her new grandson, and a young man was making a hat for his wife as a Christmas gift. Part of him wished he could do something like that for you, just because he realized how excited you get about this stuff.

“Say (Y/N), did you know how to knit when you were living? You seem to know quite a bit.” You nod, “It was a big hobby of mine. I spent a lot of time and money on blankets and hats, which now thinking about it, probably paid off. Because now my family has something handmade to remember me.” You smile, but it hurts to think about sometimes. 

Thomas reads you like a book, he realizes how emotional you are getting. He places a supportive hand on your shoulder. 

You both lock eyes, getting lost with one another. Thomas soon breaks eye contact to glance over at the people knitting mindlessly.

“I know that being stuck here isn’t ideal, and not being able to do the things you love isn’t ideal either. But isn’t it splendid you can still appreciate it? Even if you cannot do it, isn’t the true gift appreciation?” He states, so matter of factly you can’t even begin to argue. “That was actually very poetic.” Both of you smile at each other. 

“I also appreciate you, Thomas.” 

“I feel the same exact way, my dearest.”

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I hope you all enjoyed! Probably not the best work ever, but I thought it was cute :)

#thomas thorne #thomas thorne x reader #bbc ghosts #x reader #bbc ghosts fanfic

[obeymematches]

So I'm not sure if this one counts as a HC, but I was wondering what self-care tips you think the Obey Me! characters would have! Maybe it's a poor prompt so feel free to skip this one, haha. :'D Alternatively, maybe what they would do to cheer up an MC who had a bad day? As a general reminder you are incredibly awesome and your writing is amazing and I always love seeing when you've posted something new!! <3 If you want any character drawings lemme know!

hello bestie if you are reading this, don't stop🩷🩷🩷

it's been years (litetally 😅 you sent me this ask in 2021, sorry for not replying sooner 😅) but i been in the mood lately to write some more again :D ((i'm so rusty though))

i absolutely loved your idea + ngl i've been re-reading your message a lot, makes me feel so nostalgic 😅🩷 I hope life's been treating you well eversince <3 hit me up if you wanna catch up 😃

Okay so first I do the self-care stuff and later i'll do the other prompt 😁

Self-care routine / tips of The Boys!

Lucifer: • His way of self-care is listening to soft piano music in the evening, next to a fireplace. He is glad to invite you! • I feel like he also cares about what he eats, trying to keep it as healthy as can be. I feel like he loves to treat himself with some good quality fish? • Appearance-wise I think he doesn’t really care as much as he wishes he could, he keeps his hair and nails nice and clean but that’s like… very basic hygene stuff.

Mammon: • His self care routine includes ordering packages at 1.24AM. • Just the excitemenet of new stuff arriving soon puts him in a better mood! • He also cares about appearance as his side job is being a model. He is not afraid to use more expensive lotions, shampoo, etc. It has to be expensive but doesn't have to be quality if you get what I mean. • Him and Asmo brush their teeth most often (up to 2 times a day) • I’m 100% sure he would love the feeling of driving aimlessly at night with his favourite music on!

Leviathan: • I feel like he is the one who needs advice on this topic. • Yes he orders stuff sometimes but he is conscious about it, it was a well thought-out decision he made. Him deserving it wasn’t really the intention. • I think sometimes he takes a long bath, by long I mean about 2 hours, and that’s pretty much it for a month.

Satan: • He learned the most from Asmo; he is very well avare of how many lotions, masks, oils, creams there are and he tried a lot of them. • His favourite are hand creams, which he uses every day. • Sometimes he puts on a face mask with Asmo but to be fair it happens like 4 times a year so it doesn’t actually do much to him. • Otherwise I think he also enjoys a rocking chair on the porch, perhaps in the garden (not where all the bugs are though!) with an enjoyable book and some non-sparkling beverage.

Asmodeus: • His list is basically endless, so just a list of some he does every day / often: • Has to wash his hair 3 times a week, uses shampoo, balm, oil and is very strict about how to dry it. • Has a lotion specific to each part of his body, except his face because you can’t have enough variety of face-serums. • Takes long baths but careful! Too long is just as bad as too short!! • Likes to sunbathe in moderation on Dia’s beach • Having his daily beauty sleep no matter what • Goes shopping on the regular

Beelzebub: • Best bet is him making his comfort food and offering you some • Works out a lot of course, a heathy body is a must! • I feel like he is also into reading personal growth books? Like how to be a better person, how to be more in-touch with you emotions, how to heal from this and that • His place of self-care also includes your embarace. Pls just cuddle with him. That’s enough of selfcare itself.

Belphie: • Ah…about self-care… • Well I guess some extra sleep counts as such? • Loves to chill under the stars, very quiet and very peaceful place to be at. It really does calm his mind • Honsetly I think he is even worse than Leviathan • Please make him brush his teeth and comb his hair • Can change a lot if you influence him though!

Diavolo:

His tips are so extravagant you can't really try them alone...

Like ah! Just go on a cruise! Have a wellness weekend by yourself! Try some rare dishes!

Thank you bby i appreciate

He does take care of his skin and body and also his mental state through working out, quality lotions and self-help books, articles.

Barbatos:

Definitely bakes when feeling like he needs self-care right now!

He is more of a spa kind of guy, though obviosly he rarely gets the chance to enjoy such things.

Honestly he functions on the bare minimum, pls help him

Simeon:

Also well-read regarding self-conscious stuff so if you need advice on it please reach out to him! As a teacher he is going to be able to explain it easily.

Not much into appearance somehow?? Like yeeeah nail, hair, teeth always nice and neat but doesn't go the extra mile.

He'd be into coloring books to help him be in a relaxed kind of state! Though that is something only Luke knows about.

Solomon:

This man is a mess regarding self-care to be frank.

I mean he usually does as he wants, that's not the issue here. He just doesn't really treat himself as priority?

Okay he does care about the basics but sometimes he skips a day or two. He genuinely forgets to brush teeth for example.

More into the spiritual kind of self-care, mental state, personality, you get it.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me swd #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me beelzebub #obey me satan #swd obey me #obey me! #obey me lucifer #obey me belphegor #obey me hc #obey me hcs #obey me headcanons #obey me matchup #obey me headcanon #obey me simeon #obey me diavolo #obey me belphie #obey me barbatos #obey me brothers #obey me solomon #obey me undateables

[ovaryacted]

im ngl whenever i see someone write leon and say he has a HUGE MONSTER COCK i genuinely just. have to take a short break to stare at a wall and question Why. LMAO

im tired of it broke is giving everyone giant dicks woke is giving average and smaller dicks love like pleaseee yall im actually begging

Listen anon, same. I love the mention of a size kink and a big fat cock as much as the next person believe me, but I also know it doesn't apply to everyone you know? Like with certain characters, they have the "big dick" archetype, one look at them and you just know it's fucking big: Joel Miller, Arthur Morgan, Chris Redfield, etc.

It's not necessarily that I don't think Leon wouldn't have a big dick if that's what you want to imagine, but I think it would be more fitting if he was just an average guy with an average sized dick, it suits him more. Easier to suck and fuck anyway, and it's really pretty to look at, so I'd love to take that any day of the week. Also just as a whole, I feel like big dicks are already set as the standard through pornography and I have my personal gripes with porn cause sometimes it just ruins things that can be enjoyable in real life.

Personally, I only like making explicit mentions to a big fat dick when it comes to monsterfucking, and in this case, any variation of Leon that falls under that umbrella would have a huge, thick pp and a very bad breeding kink. (Cough Plagas!Leon cough).

#ovaryacted asks #need plagas leon so bad #like pleaseeeee FUCK MEEE #if I say Leon has an average dick I will be crucified #but I will stand my ground

[kyouka-supremacy]

Ngl sometimes I feel like Asagiri doesn't know what he's writing. Like in many many interviews I feel like he straight up contradicts what him and harukawa are doing in the manga which often just makes me go ????

Like the way he treats Akutagawa has never been framed in a positive light, he has shown how desperate akutagawa was for his recognition. The cycle of abuse is a constant theme in the manga...

That interview just baffled me so much that I can't help but wonder if asagiri just really sucks at expressing himself or idk because I also feel like if some sentences would've been slightly changed it would've fallen more in line with the manga and it wouldn't have sounded like excusing the abuse Dazai had put Akutagawa through.

... I honestly don't know how to answer to this. I sincerely don't think the author's words contradict what already slipped through the manga? As I said, I think the statement was just a very unfortunate case of intersection between 1) abuse apologism and 2) Dazai idolization... But that's both things bsd ALWAYS had.

Chapter 39 Portrait of a Father is right there; the author's framing of Akutagawa and Dazai's relationship in the interview is precisely the same case of “the abuse you went through actually shaped you to become a better person, and your abuser always acted in your best interests and should even be regarded highly by you, like a father / meaning to your life”. So, nothing new on that front. About Dazai, I guess that's harder to pinpoint, but I do believe bsd has a bad case of Dazai is omniscient / perfect / flawless / can-do-no-wrong syndrome, something someone already made a very interesting elaboration of here. That explains why the author could never admit that Akutagawa was Dazai's failure, because that would be admitting Dazai can fail, and it's evident that the author doesn't agree with that.

I'm not really sure Dazai's treatment of Akutagawa is portrayed as cruel, either. Like, if it was, then why didn't Dazai stop treating Akutagawa that way when he joined the ada and started doing good? That sounds like implying that Dazai didn't stop because he is doing Akutagawa's good. When you think about it, Dazai acts very coldly to Akutagawa in chapters 36 and 51, treating him with condescension and vague contempt; and yet, those scenes are framed as being either endearing or comic, never cruel. Overall, I can hardly find the interview to be inconsistent to the manga when it's basically just expanding on what Akutagawa already told us here:

and where in the past one could have suspected this was only Akutagawa's biased perspective¹, this new interview simply confirms the author thinks it the same way too.

¹ I'll never forget my sister saying, when I was live reacting chapters 84-88 to her, about this exact passage: “That depressingly sounds like an abused person trying to find a meaning in the pain the abuse caused them, something able to give a sense to the pain and excuse the abuser”

I was extremely surprised by how everyone reacted to the interview, because I found it saddening, yes, but people are acting like it's something new and surprising when... I really don't feel the same way? I always thought bsd was full of problematic stuff and fucked up worldviews I don't agree with, from the moment I was watching the first season for the first time. And like, it kind of sucked initially, but I came to terms with it because there's other aspects I find enjoyable to explore and dwell into! (And also simply because I don't get to pick what I hyperfixate on). Personally, I assumed that people in the fandom either agreed with the author, or turned a more or less conscious blind eye to its issues in favor of more compelling stuff, or did like me and acknowledged its problematic stuff while also believing that doesn't necessarily have to get in the way of your enjoyment of the media (we're all just here to have fun). But I never thought... People just didn't notice? Like, the author's world views are all there and they've always been there, what changed exactly? Again, seeing it put so plainly and with no shame is saddening, but can't be deemed surprising. Yet somehow I've seriously seen people say stuff that sounded worryingly like “the abuse defending manga author is defending abuse in real life, how did this happen” and I'm. ?????????¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿????????? I'm sorry, and forgive me if I'm sounding somehow pretentious, but I swear most sincerely that I just don't get it. When in two years the author is going to make a comment of the kind “no female character will ever be as complex as male characters because women simply don't have it in them”, will everyone suddenly be surprised because the author of the sexist manga revealed themselves to be sexist?

It's just... As someone who as it turns out has done this (deeply disagreeing with bsd's themes, but hyperfixated on it nonetheless) longer, very humbly, allow me some words of advice: you're here for entertainment, you're here to have fun. That means you get to decide what parts of canon are worth focusing on and dissect and enjoy, and that doesn't in any way hold you from acknowledging bsd's problems when they're at and overall having a critical approach to reading the manga. I think that's a good advice for interacting with all kinds of media actually! In the words of another old answer of mine:

I don't know who needs to hear this, but someone definitely does: “I love s/kk!!” “the bsd storytelling has many compelling aspects!!” and “I recognize the bsd writing has flaws some of which actively harm an already disadvantaged part of society” are statements that can and should coexist, and if anything - and I know you hate to hear this, I'm sorry, I'm sorry - it should be kept in mind when deciding to support the franchise by buying its products.

And lastly, but most importantly: bsd stopped giving you joy? Walk out!!! The world is full of beautiful stories. Read The Promised Neverland.

#I think y'all took death of the author too far... #But at least now you can understand why in the past year and half I always twisted my nose– #whenever I found one of those “author is such a genius!!!!” posts ahah #ryūnosuke akutagawa #osamu dazai #bsd #bungou stray dogs #mine #people asks me stuff #Feel free to shoot me right to the head if I ended up sounding pretentious in this

[crehador]

brother crab's winter 2024 parting thoughts: bucchigiri?!

basically "they had us (me and my attention and affection) in the first half ngl" the anime

so this fell off enough to no longer be an aots contender for me, HOWEVER... despite the gripes i have with it i still enjoyed it immensely (especially the first half)

what it boils down to is imo it was too ambitious for a 1-cour show. i distinctly remember thinking, when the arc shift happened mid-season, like "wow! it's really ambitious for them to be doing basically two distinct arcs in a 1-cour show? but it's been great so far so it'll be fine!" reader it was not fine

i think if it had had at least 20 episodes they could have made something work, but it feels oddly disjointed. like the ending does feel like it matches the beginning, but the rest of the first half doesn't

at the very start, it absolutely felt to me like the series was heading towards senya in arajin vs ichiya in matakara. and that is where the series did lead us! however the entire first arc felt tonally like a different show entirely, and that was the best and most fun part of the series to me

it almost feels like they set out with this plan, this beginning and this end, but then had SO MUCH FUN writing the first half (because it was so much fun to watch! you could feel the joy in the creation of it too!) that they completely lost sight of their intended ending. then just like. hit the panic button and tried really awkwardly to swerve back on track, which didn't really work for me

(not staying that is what happened, of course, just what it felt like)

anyway the animation at least was consistently on point, especially in the last episode. no complaints about that whatsoever, if mappa had wanted to call this a 25th anniversary project they could have and even with the story issues it has a production quality that they could be proud of (BONES I'M STILL... WTF anyway)

overall an enjoyable watch to me still, i love all the beautifully deranged shitlords in here green guy my beloved arajin my beloved akutaro my beloved MAHOROOOOOOOOO MY BELOVED

tl;dr still fun for me but (again, for me) the first half was way more fun than the second

#crab watches #winter 2024 #parting thoughts #bucchigiri?! #so anyway with what happened here #SHANGRI-LA FRONTIER BREAKING ALL MY RULES AND NAMING IT ANIME OF THE SEASON LET'S GOOOOOOOOO SLF SWEEP