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heartfullofleeches · 6 months

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do you ever just feel like an old man browsing tumblr because youre so behind? liek everyone was fixtated on puppyboy reader and fast food reader and ALL the readers and i wasnt and now im fixtated on fast food reader while everyones now fixtated on lacey and lucy T_T

If u want to could u do a scenario where fast food reader gets kidnapped? Make it as short as u want i just wanna read smth fromyou lol

Bound and unable to move - you lay motionless on the dirty floor of some unmarked van; counting the blood splatters on the ceiling to pass the time. 32, 33, 34 - wow, these guys are really serious. Being kidnapped by hardened criminals would've gotten you a win on the bingo card of all the fucked things happen to you on the job - if you hadn't already been kidnapped twice this week. It just had to be a Friday too. Your boss will use this little encounter to drag you back in for the weekend due to "concerns for your safety" or whatever other bullshit they make up to keep you on duty. Speaking of staff - why haven't they saved you yet?

"They're too loud. Shut them up."

You're about seventy percent sure these guys aren't telepathic... It's when one of the crooks tells you they aren't that you come to the conclusion that you've been talking out loud this whole time. A faint riiip sounds from the passenger seat as the one sitting in it stands, duct tape in hand. You plant your feet against the wall, pushing yourself upright as they approach.

"Before you do this - just know the only reason you all are still alive is probably because my coworkers are placing rock paper scissors to see who gets to keep your spines. You'll honestly be lucky if you die here."

The kidnappers eyes narrow behind their mask. As their foot draws back, static coming from the radio stops them from bring it down on your chest. They turn as the driver findles with the radio as the static crackles and pops from its speakers, bashing his fist against the dashboard.

"Why won't this fucking thing turn off!"

A familiar voice overlaps with the static.

"Over come with guilt for their wrongdoings, the driver takes the gun from the glove compartment and places it against his temple - pulling the trigger. The employee closes their eyes, and keeps them closed until they are free"

Your eyes clamp shut right as the driver reaches for the glove compartment. They catch a glimpse of the man placing the gun against the side of his head - a loud bang causing you to squeeze them tighter. Chaos erupts soon after - as if there wasn't enough already. Before the surviving crooks had time to process what just happened, the entire van quakes with the reverberating boom of something large hitting it from outside. The back door is torn from its hinges, cold air seeping through like blood from a fresh wound. You hear the kidnappers raise their guns and voices in defense, weapons tumbling to the floor as as sharp metal scrapes along the walls of the van. A wet snout presses against your cheek - heavy tongue licking the sweat from your damp skin.

"I'm okay, Lambchop. The ropes are a little tight, but I'm unharmed otherwise. Please go easy on them."

The mascot snorts in response. At least you tired. Two pairs of hands pick you up off the floor of the van and drags you out as the first scream tears through the bitter night. You feel weightless as they carry you back inside and sit you down in a booth. One set of hands checks your face, hands and every exposed inch of skin for bruises or scratches. The others gentle cup your cheeks.

"Y/n, open your eyes."

"I physically can't until you untie me."

Your chest becomes lighter as the ropes fall off you. The first sight you see as you reopen your eyes is the janitor pocketing their pocket knife and the concern in the succubus' gaze as she removes her hands from your face. The Janitor is the first to speak.

"Are you okay?"

You rub at the rings around your wrist. "Probably would've had my chest caved in if the Storyteller didn't bail me out, but I'm okay now."

The janitor's hands tighten into fists. The succubus' eyes dark so deeply they turn near black, but she hides her anger behind a sweet smile.

"Well since you're okay we'd better it going. I'm sure the ball pit hands can help you relax better than you could."

"Where are you two heading?"

The janitor speaks up for her. "We're going back outside. I need to get my spines before Lambchop completely turns their bodies into paste."

#yandere oc #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #yandere x you #yandere scenarios #yandere insert #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere blurb #Fast Food Reader #yandere teratophilia #yandere drabble

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jedi-enthusiast · 3 months

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I KNOW IM A STAR WARS BLOG, BUT I NEED TO DUMP ALL OF MY HAZBIN HOTEL THOUGHTS SOMEWHERE SO YEAH-

BEWARE, SPOILERS FOR EPISODES 7 AND 8 BELOW

Ok so, I need to infodump all of my shit about Alastor first bc he's my favorite and I AM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH CURRENTLY!!! BASHING MY HEAD AGAINST A WALL!!! EATING GLASS!!!

Firstly, I kinda figured that Alastor wasn't gonna beat Adam because-

1. it wouldn't make sense for the plot for Alastor to beat him since Adam has been set up more as an antagonist for Charlie, if Alastor beat Adam then it wouldn't be satisfying story-wise

and 2. because Alastor certainly isn't as powerful as Adam and, while I do think that Adam could be beaten by someone weaker than him via outsmarting him, obviously it wouldn't be Alastor because of the above reasons + Alastor is arrogant as fuck and I think he underestimated Adam a lot, which is part of the reason he lost

That being said, I think Alastor did pretty well all things considered and I loved the fight scene anyway just because of how much shit he was talking to Adam---it was fucking hilarious! It scared the shit out of me when Adam injured him, though, ngl 😭

ALSO ALSO ALSO-

The theory demons in my head are losing their shit because of Alastor's final song bit + Husk's comment about Alastor "being on a leash" because WHAT IF WHAT IF WHAT IF-

From what Alastor says in his part, it seems to imply that his power is constrained because of his deal AND he outright says he's looking for a backdoor to the deal and HOLY FUCKING SHIT IM EATING GLASS-

WHO DID HE MAKE A DEAL WITH???

HOW POWERFUL IS HE REALLY???

HOW IS HE PLANNING ON CIRCUMVENTING HIS DEAL???

AND HOW IS HIS DEAL WITH CHARLIE GOING TO COME BACK???

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

*cough cough* ok, but enough about Alastor for now and now onto the rest of it all-

WE GOT A CHAGGIE DUET HOLY SHIT, AND THEY SAID THEY LOVED EACH OTHER, AND THEY KISSED!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH IM GOING INSANE OVER THESE TWO, I LOVE THEM SO MUCH!!!

It was so fucking sweet!!!

AND I LOVED THE HUSKERDUST TIDBITS WE GOT IN THESE EPISODES!!! THE WAY THEY LOOKED AT EACH OTHER??? ONCE AGAIN, I AM EATING GLASS!!!

ALSO CHARLIE'S DEMON FORM??? RAZZLE AND DAZZLE'S TRUE FORMS??? AHHHHHHHHHHHHH-

AND LUCIFER CAME IN TO SAVE CHARLIE, AND HOW HE SUPPORTED HER AND HELPED HER REBUILD THE HOTEL??? I WAS FUCKING UGLY SOBBING ISTG

Also I love Lucifer so much, the way he was sassing Adam about the fact that he took both his wives 💀Adam really fumbled the bad twice smh

Speaking of which, I love that Nifty was the one to kill Adam---can you imagine how pissed he'd be about that? He's not even killed by anyone powerful, he's killed by the fucking housemaid who has a bad boy kink 💀🤣

ALSO, WE SAW LILITH??? AND SHE WAS IN HEAVEN??? AND LUTE IS SENDING HER DOWN TO STOP CHARLIE??? WHAT???

Anyways, I'm done now.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel spoilers #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel lilith #hazbin hotel adam #chaggie #huskerdust

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sammis-hellaverse-brainrot · 1 month

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Rewatching S1E7 of Helluva Boss is so incredibly painful knowing what comes next and it wasn't easy to watch the first time, like... Stolas just wants to be loved, he's so excited at the prospect of Blitzø reaching out first and you KNOW it's not going to go well, it's plain as day from the moment you start watching and it just somehow gets worse and worse and it makes me want to bawl my eyes out or scream uncontrollably and I'm wkdnejxjsnxn

God

Because finally, FINALLY, after ALL this time, an interaction between Stolas and Blitzø is initiated not by Stolas for once, no, for once it is BLITZØ doing the reaching out, and Stolas is at his beck and call

The only other time Blitzø has been the one to initiate contact was when he was literally about to die and had no way of knowing he was even summoning Stolas in the first place

So he shows up, and he's so excited, he's so overjoyed to be wanted on a night when no one else wants anything to do with him, because not only is Blitzø INITIATING contact, he's initiating nonsexual contact, he's asking him out on a date

Which Stolas goes out of his way to CLARIFY that it is indeed a date and Blitzø halfheartedly goes along with it, and so now Stolas is hyped because not only is Blitzø finally showing that he wants him, he's showing he wants him for his personality, because he's Stolas, and not because he has fancy shit to offer

And Blitzø, god, Blitzø is so fucking desperate for someone to love him, so fucking desperate for someone to care, so desperate to worm his way into places that he's not wanted that he is completely and utterly oblivious to the fact that Stolas is right fucking there, offering his bleeding heart to Blitzø on a platter and being 1000% genuine about it and HE SEES NONE OF IT I WANT TO BASH MY HEAD AGAINST A WALL GOD

AND THEN! AND THEN! AFTER ALL THE FUCKING SHIT THAT GOES DOWN, STOLAS IS STILL TRYING TO SALVAGE THIS MESS OF A DATE THAT WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE A DATE! BECAUSE SURELY IT STILL MEANS SOMETHING THAT BLITZØ THOUGHT TO INVITE HIM OUT IN THE FIRST PLACE RIGHT?? NO! IT MEANS NOTHING AT ALL AND IT GOES JUST AS HORRIBLY WRONG AS EXPECTED AND IM TEARING MY HAIR OUT AND PUKING MY GUTS OUT WHY DO THEY DO THIS TO ME

#helluva boss #s1e7 #helluva boss s1e7 #hellaverse #stolas #blitzø #stolitz #originally written ar 12:57 AM on Wednesday March 6th 2024 and then queued

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megalony · 1 year

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Look at us- Part 2

This is the second part of my new Henry Cavill series, I hope you will all like it, feedback is always lovely to have.

Taglist: @lunaticspoem @butlegendsneverdie @langdonzvoid @jennyggggrrr @rogmeddows @radiob-l-a-hblah @rogertaylorsbitontheside @chlobo6 @rogertaylors-lipgloss @sj-thefan @omgitsearly @luckytrashgooprebel @scarsout @deaky-with-a-c @killer-queen-ofrhye @bluutac @vousmemanqueez-blog @jonesyaddiction @milanosaurus @httpfandxms @saint-hardy @7-seas-of-fat-bottomed-girls @mrsalwayswritex @rogerina-owns-me @hellsdragon @im-an-adult-ish @crazylittlethingg @allauraleigh @onceuponadetectivedemigod @ceres27 @avyannadawn @dreaming-about-fanfictions @afro-hispwriter

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Summary: After losing a baby a few months ago, (Y/n) is still suffering horrible back pains that she needs strong painkillers to manage. But she has to be okay and in control to look after her family and she knows she is relying too much on pills to gain back her life and control.

Enjoy.

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With a bright smile on her face, Ella threw the crayons back into the plastic tub and closed the lid with an air of accomplishment about her. Her head swayed along with the song on the CD player next to her and she hummed the tune while she walked over to the bookshelf they used for toys and games.

Her bright blue eyes glanced around her before she put the crayon box back and slowly pulled out the blue plastic box with a sticker on that said 'Jesse'.

Ella didn't think it was fair that Jesse got to have special pens and erasers because she too liked them.

The blue box was full of erasers that looked like small toys, there were ones made like food, such as a burger or chips or a milkshake. Others were cars, animals and even a small sewing machine eraser. But the better ones were the plain rectangle erasers that had different smells; Ella loved the blueberry one. They were sensory to Jesse, he wouldn't try and eat the erasers for some reason even though he had PICA, he would sit and smell them for ages and throw them around. And some of the felt-tip pens he had were ones that smelt too, cherry, orange, strawberry, lemon.

It didn't seem fair that all of the fun ones were Jesse's. He didn't take care of them like Ella did hers, Jesse would blunt the felt-tip pens and ruin the ink and he would snap pencils and he threw the erasers. Ella never did that.

But she knew what her dad said. She couldn't play or use them if she was around Jesse because they were his and he got upset if she used his things. He didn't like sharing, he didn't understand how to share and the way to teach him was to have seperate things for all the kids.

When the conservatory door squeaked open, Ella was quick to shut the lid and push the box back into its usual place, feeling relieved when she saw it was only Brodie coming into the room.

"Mum said we're going out now." Brodie motioned with his hand for Ella to follow him and he waited patiently for her to grab her picture from the table which she held like it was made out of gold dust.

"I'm going to show mummy my picture," She proudly held it out towards him, her smile reaching her eyes as they walked through the kitchen until Brodie stopped.

"You can't show mum this."

"Why not?"

Ella turned around so abruptly she almost bashed into the kitchen table. Her smile quickly turned into a frown and her foot stomped against the floor as she waited for her brother to say something mean or silly about her picture. She could do what she wanted. (Y/n) loved all her pictures and Henry put them up on the wall in the play room or even on the fridge if he was especially proud.

"You've put Lilah on it," Brodie's voice came out as a small whisper and he did a quick sweep of the kitchen, making sure their mum wasn't around to hear him. He was the eldest, he was the big brother and he was used to looking after Ella and helping care for Jesse. Their dad treated him like a big boy, he gave him responsibilities and they had grown-up chats too.

Henry had to explain to Brodie that Lilah had passed away but with Ella, all he could say was she had gone to heaven because she was only five and she didn't understand what it truly meant or how much it hurt. Brodie on the other hand, could see how drastically it had changed (Y/n) to lose Lilah and how heartbroken it had rendered his dad.

He had also been told by his dad that he shouldn't talk about Lilah unless it was absolutely necessary because it was too upsetting, especially for (Y/n). They would always acknowledge Lilah's existence and would always love her, but for now, it was too hard to talk about.

"She's my sister, nanny said we can still tell people we have a baby sister, even if she isn't here."

She had drawn a family picture of all of them, it seemed natural and the right thing to do to add Lilah on there as well. Ella had never seen her. She briefly remembered patting and kissing (Y/n)'s tummy a few times. And she knew the picture in the living room was of Lilah, swaddled up in a lavender blanket and little white hat on her small head.

What kind of big sister would she be if she didn't put her little sister on the family picture?

"Yeah, but dad said talking about her upsets mum, it'll make her cry. Put it away and show dad when he comes home."

"But-"

"Ella, put it away."

With a huff and another shake of her head, Ella made sure to stomp her feet as she left the kitchen to go to her room and put the picture away safely until her dad came home. He would appreciate her drawing, even if Brodie didn't.

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"Can we go to the park?"

Turning her head, (Y/n) looked over at Brodie who had one hand subconsciously holding onto the handle of the pram out of habit and instinct. He was looking around the pharmacist like it was some kind of shop of wonder and every person was someone he could watch and study.

"If you want to." Something close to relief broke out on (Y/n)'s face and made her smile as she thought to herself.

She could actually walk today.

Sometimes, it felt like her pain was just imaginary, that she was having some kind of phantom symptom or part of a psychosis where she didn't actually have the pain at all. The other day she couldn't get down the stairs on her own and Henry had taken to carrying her up and down the stairs, insisting that he would rather carry her than watch her be in pain. But today, (Y/n) could properly stand up straight and walk without being doubled over.

Going to the park was on the way home anyway and it would do her some good to keep moving around. She was at risk for blood clots on a normal day which was why she was usually active and being a mum made her very busy. Being pregnant increased her risk of blood clots and she'd had two already, moving around significantly reduced the risks and it did feel good to be back to being mobile again.

"Prescription for (Y/n) Cavill," (Y/n) pushed the pushchair forward to the desk and handed over her paper prescription.

It was a relief that her doctor didn't ask to assess her again, instead she just re-ordered (Y/n)'s tramadol when she said the pain hadn't gone away yet. It was less hassle and so much easier to just stay on the tablets, just for now. They did help when the pain was excrutiating and even though she was feeling better, (Y/n) wanted to be safe.

She needed to have them on hand in case in the morning, she was back to being hunched over or even if she laid down tonight and she couldn't get a wink of sleep.

They were a necessity to have around the house or in her bag, just in case. It just meant that she didn't tell Henry she'd got them again. He had got her some other soluble painkillers that were supposed to be good and effective when he knew her tramadol had run out. She couldn't tell him she'd collected some more because he was starting to worry she was taking them for too long and if he knew (Y/n) took an extra one here and there to manage the pain, he would only worry.

(Y/n) didn't want him worrying any more than this, she was relying on him a lot as it was. He doted on her, carried her up the stairs, comforted her when she was sobbing in agony and he did anything he could to help. She couldn't worry him in return.

She slipped the small square box of tablets into her bag and turned the pram around, guiding them all out with Brodie on her right and Ella holding her other hand.

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A smile bubbled up on (Y/n)'s face when she felt a pair of strong arms suddenly enveloping around her waist and a chin perching on her shoulder. She could feel Henry's breaths tickling against the side of her neck and his chest rumbled against her back as he murmured something she couldn't make out.

She knew he had come home, all the kids had rallied to the front door to bombard him when they heard his car pull up in the drive. Even Jesse had gone towards the commotion with a chew toy hanging from his mouth and a cheesy grin on his little face.

Brodie had told him they had gone to the park and that Jesse had loved the roundabout, Ella had demanded he look at her new drawing she did earlier and Henry had obliged. Seemingly disappearing with their brood until he silently crept into the kitchen and surprised (Y/n).

"Are you feeling better?"

Henry kissed the side of (Y/n)'s neck and held her tighter to his chest when he was sure that she wasn't in pain. He closed his eyes and smiled to himself, breathing in her scent. It surprised him to see her standing up straight today when he came into the kitchen but it was a welcomed surprise. He had left early this morning and he almost didn't go to his press meeting today in case (Y/n) was still in a bad state. He didn't want her continuously going up and down the stairs if she couldn't stand straight or running around after the kids.

But he was more than happy to see his wife finally able to stand up alone, unaided and seemingly without much discomfort or pain.

"Hm, a lot better today. Managed to walk all the way to the park and back."

"That's great, keep taking the painkillers for it though, don't want you waking in the morning and being back to square one again." Henry knew one good day like today could spread and last for a week or it could vanish in the morning as if it was all just a dream.

(Y/n) needed to continue taking something for the pain even if she was feeling a lot better. They needed to play it safe and make sure the edge was taken off until she was fully better again.

"I will,"

With a soft smile, (Y/n) slowly turned around in Henry's arms until they were facing each other and his bright, toothy grin made her knees go weak. And when he leaned down to kiss her, she could have melted right there on the spot.

Her arms moved to loop lazily around his neck and his arms tightened even more around her and tugged her closer to his chest like he was trying to merge them together. It felt good to be held like this again and to cling to him without needing to be lifted up to relieve any pain. It was thrilling to be back in Henry's arms for love, not for pain relief or comfort to take her mind off the agony she had been feeling.

"I've missed you," Her words were murmured against his lips when he leaned down to kiss her, his light stubble tickling her cheek.

"Don't worry baby, I'm all yours tonight."

#henry cavill #henry cavill imagine #henry x reader #henry cavill fluff #imagine #look at us #pregnancy #pregnant! reader

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yanderu-deredere · 7 months

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Your drabble about Liam, Fujio, Ryouta, and Ryuu reacting to darling's past joke confessions was AMAZING. You knocked it out of the park!!! Got me giggling and kicking my feet ehe. Continuation with the same bois: Darling and said yandere are enjoying the loving couple life these past few months with the occasional outings and dates ignoring those red flags darling is colourblind. But a challenger approaches! The yanderes' past fling blatantly flirts with them in front of darling.

Before the yandere can intervene, darling squares up. Darling drapes herself on their arm possessively while sweetly threatening extreme violence. Something like "He's spoken for. Fuck off or I'll stab your eye with this pen to make soup, okay~" The pen clicks. The past fling runs/yandere chases them away before things escalate. Darling happily asks the yandere, "Why are you staring, baby?? I belong to you and you belong to me just like you said! I'm responding to your passionate love with all my might!" they've awakened a sleeping beast with this one HELP jashlsjksdfkjbsd. Focusing on the wrong things type of darling.

a/n: IM SO GLAD THAT SO MANY OF YOU LIKED THAT POST SM lmaooo this is like the third ask ive gotten abt it!! ofc kudos to the requester too lol! and i absolutely love love this sequel!

warning: female reader as requested, descriptions of violence

liam arieh ★ profile

"Liammy!"

The arm around your waist tightened considerably as Liam started trying his best to walk faster. He knew taking you around the block for dinner wasn't the best idea and, yet, he'd let your puppy dog eyes win him over.

Now look at where that brought him.

"Liam!" The shrill voice seemed to only get more shrill and, before Liam could consider doing anything else, someone latched onto his free arm "Where you going?"

"I'm with my wife." Liam answered snappily though there was a dark smile on his face as he snatched his arm back. The girl had gripped it hard enough that she left claw marks. Disgusting.

"Wh-Who is this, Liam?" You buried yourself into his side, sweet confused eyes staring up at him.

Liam felt his blood turn cold. He'd dealt a little with your self-confidence (or lack thereof) so he'd hoped that you were better now. He worried that wasn't the case and that you'd mistake this situation for something it really wasn't.

He'd slept around before, yes, but they'd never meant anything. Nobody did until he met you.

Liam quickly opened his mouth, desperately wanting to explain though he tried his best to keep a calm expression on his face. Before he could, though, the stupid girl on his other side spoke up.

"Oh, are you Liam's flavor of the week? I was last month's, you know." She flipped her hair over her shoulder, her voice grating on both Liam's and yours patience. "Though I don't think that'll matter since you won't last long."

Laim felt anger flare in him. His blood practically boiled at her words. He was about to push her aside when you suddenly swept up, pushing her yourself. Hard. Hard enough that she fell and hit her head on the brick wall behind her.

Then, you stepped over, tucking your hair behind your ear almost demurely as you crouched a little over Liam's ex's body "Well, I think you won't last long if I bashed your head into this wall any harder, hmm?"

"Don't touch things that don't belong to you and we won't have a problem." You added as you leaned a bit closer, as if telling her a secret. Then, you straightened and dusted yourself.

Liam had watched every single second of what you'd done and the hot blood in his veins immediately turned from anger to lust. He wrapped his arms around your waist, quickly pulling you to him and pressing a hard kiss against your temple.

"That's my girl."

You just preened in the face of his affection, soft smile on your face "That's right. I'm yours and you're mine."

"So, next time someone comes near you, don't let them." You pouted, huffing a little and crossing your arms.

He just chuckled "Now where'd this demanding angel come from?"

"You told me you love me, right? I'm just returning that love tenfold!" You looked up at him, cheek pressing against his collar and your hands going over his hands

Liam just laughed and thanked whatever higher power was out there that they sent you right to him.

fujio watanabe ★ profile

Ever since the two of you got together, Fujio refused to let you leave his sight. Though you reassured him multiple times that you loved him and wouldn't go anywhere, he still dragged you around.

This time, he'd dragged you to his gym. While he was working out, you were just sitting on a nearby bench, observing the way his glistening muscles seemed to flex and un-flex as he lifted up heavy barbells.

Just as he'd finished his last one, some woman suddenly ran across the whole gym and wrapped her arms around his torso, hugging him tight "Fujio!"

He'd grunted and let the barbell clatter to the ground with a heavy thud. Already, blood seemed to heat in his veins. He didn't like it when people ambushed him from his blind spots.

Momentarily, Fujio imagined what it’d be like to lift the barbell in front of him and wack this woman with it. He doubted you’d like the blood though so, he gritted his teeth and resisted the urge. “Let go of me.”

She at least seemed to realise that he was serious because she let go immediately, a nervous expression on her face “Fujio, baby, what’s wrong?”

“You’re what’s wrong.”

Fujio stiffened at your voice and immediately frowned. Fuck, the last thing he ever wanted was to create a misunderstanding with you that would cause you to slip from his grasp. Though he knew that he’d never really let you leave him, it was better if you stayed of your own volition.

“Who’s this? Your current whore?” The woman—Fujio’s ex, you guessed—eyed you up and down as if trying to assess your threat level. From the infuriating smirk on her face, she seemed to think she had something over you.

Before she could say much more, you swung the kettlebell you’d found at her head. It connected with her temple and she crumpled to the ground, whining and crying. Without hesitation, you dropped the same kettlebell on her chest; it was light enough not to injure her but it definitely pushed all the air out of her lungs.

Then, you squatted next to her, your face especially close to hers as you whispered in her ear “I’m actually his girlfriend and I’d appreciate if you didn’t touch him. Thank you.”

“Or I might have to find a heavier weight to keep you down permanently, you know?” You added, sweet smile on your face.

Before you could stand, arms wrapped around you, lifting you into a bridal carry. You looked up and saw that it was Fujio, a dark expression on his face as he nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck, teeth already nibbling and nipping.

"Where the fuck did that come from?" He mumbled against your skin, breath hot and grip on you tight as ever.

You just wrapped your arms around his neck and smiled "I'm yours, remember? Just wanted to act like it."

“Why was that so fucking hot? Holy shit. We need to hit the showers like now.”

ryouta watanabe ★ profile

Ryouta really never went out like ever. The only times he really left his apartment were when he needed to grocery shop and when he needed to do some work in person.

Now that you were his girlfriend, that schedule applied to you too.

He was at his computer like always. You were on his bed behind him, playing around with his switch. Though you were extremely concentrated on the game at hand, you couldn't help but be a little soothed by the clack of Ryouta's keyboard.

That was until a discord notification pinged through the speakers. It was soft, almost unnoticeable. But it had interrupted your peaceful time and so you definitely noticed it.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you watched Ryouta’s fists clench and unclench in the dim light of his computer. With quiet moves, you picked up his phone and dialled your birthday. There, you saw what the discord message said.

“Hey, I know you said you weren’t interested but I really like you and I’d like to meet IRL to see if there’s chemistry.” It read. The icon was of a woman who was using some sort of puppy filter.

You scrolled up a little and saw what their conversation was like. At first, it seemed mostly work related. Then, slowly, the woman started getting more and more personal, wanting desperately to get close to Ryouta.

He rebuffed every single advance but, apparently, the woman just thought he was playing hard to get.

You put the phone down and padded over to Ryouta, his too-big shirt slipping off your shoulders. With surprising ease, you slipped right into his lap, face nuzzling into his neck.

“Darling? What’s wrong?” Immediately, his body relaxed as he pressed a soft kiss against your temple, and the tension left, replaced with a sort of softness that he only ever reserved for you.

You didn’t say anything, just brushed his hands off the keyboard.

With a sense of urgency and a seriousness he’d never seen from you before, Ryouta watched as you typed. “Hi, this is his girlfriend. I’m going to block you on his account now and, if I ever find out that you contacted him ever again, I’m going to take a pen and I’m going to slam it straight into your eye socket.”

Then, as if you needed to say anything else, you wrote a second message that said “Have a good day.”

After that, you didn’t block her like you said you would. Instead, you tucked yourself into Ryouta’s arms and wrapped yourself around him, clinging to him almost like a koala. You even buried your face into his collar bone, wanting to be as close to him as possible.

“You’re mine.” You stated stubbornly. "Like I'm yours, right?"

As Ryouta blocked the random woman who meant nothing to him, he couldn’t agree more.

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Ever since the two of you got together, Ryuu was literally permanently attached to your hip. It felt like anywhere you went, he also went. Even in the restroom, when you didn't let him join you, he sat outside and sent you memes.

So, it was no wonder that you were inseparable even when he went to work.

He was wiping down the counters and you were sitting behind the register, happy expression on your face as you browsed through your phone.

The bell tinkled as the door to the creamery opened and someone rushed in "Ryuu!"

Ryuu let out a pained groan and immediately stepped away from the counter, wide eyes eyeing the measly little door that kept the general public from the employees.

"Ryuu, I've missed you so much! Where have you been?" The woman leaned forward, trying to get as close to Ryuu as possible without literally vaulting the counter.

Of course, Ryuu leaned away and tried to hide his grimace "Hey, uh, what can I get you?"

"I mean, I want to ask you for my number for the fifth time but I have a feeling you really won't give it to me." She whined a little, pathetic pout playing across her lips.

That's when you looked up, blank expression on your face.

"I'm not on the menu." Ryuu proudly spoke up, trying his best to keep his anger down lest he get reprimanded by the higher ups.

"Though you are the most delicious thing--" Before the woman could continue, Ryuu heard a thunk and the woman screamed loud.

He looked to you who had suddenly gotten beside him. Then he looked down to see that you'd cut the woman's finger off with one of the ice cream scrapers.

"He said he's not on the menu." You'd stated simply, sweet customer service smile clear on your face "Now scram before you lose your whole arm and not just your finger."

She looked to Ryuu with wide eyes as she clutched her profusely bleeding hand to her chest. Instead, Ryuu just laughed like you'd said the funniest joke in the world.

"Don't look at me. Whatever the missus wants, she gets, you know."

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