#okay so uhhh umm uhh

[thathetaliablogg]

Imagining Francis breaking down softly crying over the past, and Arthur doing his best to comfort him... Francis holds his face in his hands, weeping gently and Arthur is.. terrified. He does not know how to healthily handle his own feelings, let alone other people's; but he hates seeing Francis upset like this and in his mind it's just not right, so he has to do something. He is frozen for a moment, unsure of what to do or say, so he finds himself sitting next to Francis and hoping his presence is good enough. Arthur thinks about the hundreds of times he has similarly broken down, (though Arthur's emotional outbursts tend to be more on the angry, panicked and violent side of things), where Francis had been able to break through and comfort him. So, he finds himself thinking "what would you do..?", and this question leads him to gently pull Francis into his arms, though he is nervous, and stammer some words of reassurance. Francis cries harder, scaring the hell out of Arthur, but only because he's so, so happy. He knows that it takes more courage for Arthur to be soft than it does to be hard. He appreciates it, and sobs over the fact that he must be loved if someone so stubborn is willing to learn just for him..

#Poor arthur is probably a mess he's like uhhh uh uh erm er are you er umm erm are you okay uhh um #But he's trying really hard and that's what makes francis so happy in the end #Someone to care for him #rambling

[annieversary3]

what if i put poison in your meal, would that be fucked up or what?

i think it would be kinda neat we could start this cool kinda rivalry thing. we could be like an enemy's for life type thing. i could set some traps in ur apartment or something like that. wait no i dont have the address to your new place ummmm. maybe instead i can uhhh send u a mail bom- wait no i also need ur address for that umm uhhhh okay what if i hack u what if i uhh like um ddos ur website. would that be a good enough response

idk im drinking bad chilean wine i cant really think rn, how much time do i have to come up with a good enough threat so i can keep up the quality of our newly formed rivalry

[eddiemunsons-missingnipple]

Christmas with you

♡ Eddie Munson x reader

♡ Summary: Eddie takes you shopping for Christmas trees.

♡ Warnings: none, fluff. Some suggestive themes.

A/n: While this is still a fluff piece, I'd rather minors didn't interact with my work. Please like, comment, and comment, reblog for support. Not proofread.

"What about that one?" You pointed over to a rather tall, very wide Christmas tree.

"Uhhh, babe, I don't think our ceilings are tall enough for that one." Eddie frowns. He hated telling you no, but there was no possible way to get to that thing in his van, let alone in your trailer.

He squeezes your gloved hand, bringing it up to his lips for a kiss. "C'mon, let's keep looking."

"Okay." You smiled softly at him.

You gasped, what about this one?"

"Sweetheart, look at the size of that thing it's like two of my vans put together." Eddie shook his head.

You and him continue walking hand in hand, searching for the perfect Christmas tree. This was going to be your official Christmas together in your own home. You needed the best tree you could find. You had a specific vision, and you were not going to let anyone ruin it.

Tall, fluffy tree decorated with red and gold bulbs. Warm lights and a pretty star on the top with a velvet red skirt at the bottom. Gifts tucked all around it for friends and family.

Letting go of his hand, you make a bee line for another tree. It was large. Very large. Eddies eyes widened at the size of it. The thing must have been at least way above seven feet tall.

Do you remember where you lived? It's not like living in a trailer was a new concept to you. He thought to himself. You both grew up in one. You should know how low the ceilings are. That tree is not fitting at all. Even if it could fit, it's not make it through your front door.

"Uhh baby, that's too tall." Eddie said, eyeing it up and down.

"Pleeeeaase." You fake a pout knowing it was getting more and more difficult for him to tell you no.

"Waaay too tall." He's not caving. He physically can't no matter how hard it becomes.

Your face falls. "You think?"

"Yep, unfortunately." He sighed.

Eddie isn't surprised by your enthusiasm, though. Christmas has always brought out this child like happiness in you. Maybe it was because everyone just seemed so giving and thoughtful around this time. Or because you got a wave of nostalgia anytime a Santa commercial came on the tv. You always told him he reminded you of your step dad.

Even those little frosted Christmas cookies that had too icing and tasted like cardboard that you loved so much. Whatever was in the air around this time, Eddie wishes it never went away. Seeing your face light up at the pretty lights on people's houses was worth more than any gift.

"Take a look at this one." He rushes over to a tree that resembles something straight from the Charlie brown Christmas special.

"Umm, it's nice, but it's a little....bald." You swallow hard, trying your best not to hurt his feelings.

Eddie looks it over again. "Hmm, I guess you're right."

You grab his hand and take him down another row. The trees all started to look the same after a while. They were either too tall. Too wide. Sometimes even both. You were starting to get down on yourself. You haven't found the one yet, and Christmas was already five weeks away. Eddie can tell you're starting to get discouraged.

It was getting colder outside the more the sun sets. You and Eddie have been out here for more than three hours now. Your hands felt like popsicles. Your cheeks and lips chapped.

"M'cold." Your whole body shivers next to his.

Eddie looks over to you, worry etched on his face. "Here, take my coat."

"But what about you?" You tried to argue. The freezing air turning you into a shakey chihuahua.

"Don't worry, this doesn't bother me too much." He waves a hand around.

You sniffle. "Kay... JUST for a little while, then you take it back. "

"Yes, ma'am." Eddie removes his coat, wrapping it around your frame. The inside was nice at toasty from his body heat.

Eddie pulls into his side, keeping you snuggled to him. You walk down row after row, not really finding much luck. Your eyes water from the freezing gusts of wind. Eddie, on the other hand, seems unbothered.

"Sweetheart, what about that one?" Eddie pointed to a tree just up a head.

It was large but not too big. Fluffy and was just the right size to fit in your trailer and his van.

Eddie jogs over with you in tow. Puffs of breath visible in the cold air. He stands next to it, leaning it up so you can get a better look.

"It's perfect, huh?" He looks to you and back at the tree.

"It's perfect!" You cheer a smile spreading across your once sulken face.

Eddie calls the man over who's selling the trees to give him cash. The gentleman even helped your boyfriend load it up in his van, so you didn't have to.

"Ready to get her all set up?" He asked, starting the engine.

You nod enthusiastically. "Yep, and don't forget you're putting on the topper."

"How could I forget... you've mentioned it since before Halloween." Eddie joked, leaning over to give your cheek a quick kiss before pulling off.

After you and Eddie got back home, he had Wayne come over to help unload your tree and put in the living room. You busied yourself running around your home, gathering all the decorations you bought. You didn't realize how much you had until it was all laid out in front of you. You counted about nine boxed of Christmas ornaments. Two different types of tree toppers and a ton of lights.

"Someone got excited." Eddie walked over to look at everything you purchased over the course of the month.

"Oops." You chuckled.

He pulls you in tight, wrapping his arms around you. You rest your head against his chest, listening to his heart beating.

"Havin fun?" Eddie murmured, swaying you in his arms. You felt like home to him. Something he never really had or ever thought he could experience. But he knew it the very first time he laid eyes on you. Your warm smile and bright eyes.

The moment he first met you, he knew you were special. You had just moved to Hawkins a year after you both graduated. He still recalls the first moment he met you. You were having some car troubles, and he took the opportunity to not only help you but strike up a conversation.

He pulls back, walking over to the ornaments "baby these all look the same."

"Did ya accidentally buy the same ones?"

"They're not the same, Ed." You roll your eyes playfully. Of course, he would think they all looked identical.

"These are burgundy, and these are maroon." You pointed at the various boxes filled with glass bulbs.

Eddie quirks an eyebrow. "Uhh they're all red to me."

"Well, they're not they're different." You corrected.

"Whatever you say, this is your the expert anyway." He holds both hands up, backing away slowly.

"Can we bake cookies while we do this?" He asked, going over to plug in the Christmas lights him that Wayne put around the tree.

"Of course." You smile, picking up a box of glass ornaments. "We can make hot chocolate too."

"You know just how to turn me on, huh?" Eddie was extremely playful tonight. More so than usual. Your happy demeanor was infectious, and it was rubbing off on him. He wasn't complaining there was this warm feeling in his chest. He felt safe.

"Eww." You scrunch your face trying to hide a smile.

"Eww?" His jaw drops, and he clutches at his heart.

Eddie always brought the dramatics, but that's why you fell in love with him.

"Wasn't very Eww this morning or this afternoon or before we left to get this tree." Eddie teases walking to hug you from behind.

He lays his head on your shoulder, watching you put the hook through the ornaments. "Won't be very eww tonight either."

"Okay, that's it. Go put this star on the top of the tree." You wriggle out of his hold. You heard him chuckle. He lets you go does as he's told. The rest of the night was spent decorating your Christmas tree and Eddie twirling you around dancing to old records.

The cookies barely got baked since he decided to eat half of the cookie dough. You didn't even have a chance to put it on a baking sheet. You hope he doesn't get a stomach ache tomorrow. He promised to take you Christmas shopping for Wayne. Which should be very interesting since it's going to be you and Eddie doing it together.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #joseph quinn #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things #my writing #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x fem!reader

[bobacupcake]

Hi, I'm a guy standing by the doors of a convenient store that you frequent. It's 10pm and you're out because your wife needed Sprite and Gatorade because her tummy hurts and you'd do anything to make her life easier. Anyway I'm asking you something.

"Hey excuse me, can I ask you a question?"

You say no but I keep talking because I have a very obvious script in my head and you're messing it up so I ignore you.

" I'm not trying to bother you but I noticed your rims are dirty. I clean rims as a side hustle. It's 3 rims for $15."

" You only offer a three pack?" You say visibly confused.

" Well no I can do all four but that’s $20."

"That isn't a deal then if every rim was already $5 each, you know that right?"

"Uhh umm"

I'm stumbling. No one has ever talked to me this long.

"So do you want your rims cleaned?" I’m hopeful.

" No. it's 10pm and we're at a Dollar General. You don't have water or soap or anything."

"Uhhh ummm I can do it some other ti-"

You cut me off.

"And why don't you clean the entire car? Detail all the outside and maybe the inside? Wouldn't that be a better business model?"

" Uhhh well i-"

you cut me off again

"I have to go inside now."

You make a show of locking your car doors. You walk to the entrance and look back and I've disappeared.

You're at the drink aisle and they’re out of your wife's Gatorade that she likes. She's very picky and only likes the light blue one. They only have yellow one. You opt in for Powerade instead, she doesn't like the blue Powerade one so maybe the red one is the safest choice. She does like fruit juice so why wouldn't she like fruit punch flavor? Oh why didn't you have her write an entire essay on her opinions on sports drinks! You're kicking yourself but you grab the bottle and go to the fridges in the back to get a bottle of Sprite. They changed what the bottle looks like again. It looks like every other bottle. God damn these corporations making everything look palatable to everyone. The green bottle kicked ass. You grab the bottle and double check to make sure it's not Sprite Zero because all the bottles look the same and you've made that mistake before. Your wife pretended it was fine and took a baby sip of the soda in front of you to make you believe that it truly was okay then she put it to the side and never touched it again. You threw the full bottle away two days later when you cleaned the house.

Everything checked out so you head to the cash register, walking slowly to look at all the candy hanging in the aisle. “Maybe I should get some gummy sharks” you think but it's already 10pm and they close at 10:30pm. So it's best you just keep walking and not waste time. The lights flicker above you as you walk. You put your items on the conveyor belt and the cashier asks

"Did you find everything okay?"

What? How? It's the same man from outside but he's wearing different clothes and he's smiling so big it looks like it hurts.

"Um yeah I did thanks." You say as calmly as you can. 

You pay with your card but the machine isn't processing it.

"Push the card in more" he says.

"Okay yeah."

It works and the payment goes through. You walk fast to your car and get in and drive home. You’re shaken. You wish that your home was farther from that place than it was. You realize it's an easily walkable distance to your home. Something I could easily walk and find your car and its dirty rims. You almost run a red light.

You make it home and it feels nice outside. Feels nicer here than it did there? It's only a 3 minute drive apart. How is that possible? You walk inside and give your wife her drinks. It's clear you made the wrong decision by getting the Powerade. But she drinks the sprite. You take off your shoes and put on pajamas. You don't sleep that night. You think about me and my terrible business I'm running.

The next morning you go outside to clean your rims. They are indeed dirty and maybe I had a point when I said they needed to be cleaned. You make your pathetic little soap mixture and sit down to get to work. With soapy rag in hand, you see a little smiley face etched out of the dirt on your driver front rim. You spend too much time scrubbing away the dirt. After an hour, you get up tired and wet and think "maybe that was worth $20"

m;y wife doesnt drink soda

#THANK;S ANON #I DONT KNOW IF YOURE THE SAME ONE AS THE WIZARD ONE BUT YOURE. VERY TALENTED. IM A LITTLE BIT AFRAID #anonymous #ask #potion of answers your question

[winterspiderpurrs]

Uber eats/grubhub worker Peter Parker gets worried when his regular never deters doesn't use the app as normal. The guy is a regular for the last 2 years. Even if he has never met the guy before.

So yeah he gets worried and calls the number he has. This weird British guy answered " This is Jarvis, you have called a private line, how did you get this number and why are you calling"

" Hi! I mean... Hello. So like... umm I'm Parker i mean Peter Parker. Umm I normally do deliveries for uhh Anthony. And umm he never doesn't order? I mean if he didn't that's fine but...uhhh... I just want to make sure he is okay? Like... it's cool if there isn't an order but... normally he does... and I wanted to make sure ya know... everything is okay..."

" One Moment Please "

And thats how Peter ends up being directed to Stark Tower, up elevators he has never been in before. Given entry to what appears to be a lab/workshop.

The Tony Stark laying in a chair and being told to help move the arc reactor in his chest before he passes out.

#instead of pepper helping tony is peter #writing prompt #starker #starker prompt #peter x tony #ironspider #peter parker x tony stark #i want this to be a full fic #someone write it for meeeee #even if its short #plz #winterspiderpurrs

[the-fiction-witch]

Blue Butterflies

The Media The Maze Runner AU

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating SMUT AF

I sat on the sofa playing video games online with the guys, my jeans a little tight but I didn't wanna be a dick and take them off, my orange Schrodinger shirt and my white button down over it, controller in hand, headset over my ears listening to the sounds of the game, and everyone yelling,

"You have to crouch thomas. Crouch. it's one button you idiot." Gally yelled,

"I keep telling you that button is sticky on this controller!" Tommy answered,

"Then use Teresa's controller so we can finish the damn map!" Ben yelled, 

"I'm not using hers, it's pink," He answered,

"Who cares if it's pink! the button works just swap controllers," Minho complained, 

"Her's is worse her buttons are all stiff because she only uses it to play animal crossing." 

"I swear to god Thomas I will come over there and shove an AK up your ass if you don't pick a controller and finish this damn map already I got wings smoking man!" Fry yelled,

I laughed a little at the chaos as we continued with the map, for a little longer, until something caught my eye. 

Y/n came out of her room, not sure what she had been up to. But I was distracted by her as she walked to the kitchen, barefoot, bare legs, in a white long-sleeve crop top with some cute cats all over it, and a blue and yellow plaid suspender skirt, her hair up in a ponytail as she went to make herself some tea.

My roommate, and... I admit I had a bit of a crush on her. 

I mean my crush isn't helped when she walks around out flat dressed like that... 

"Hey, newt?" I heard Minho ask which brought me back into the game or well half into the game and half on her little skirt as it barely reached her mid-thigh,

"Yeah? Yeah sorry I'm here." I answered,

"Let me guess Y/n just walked in the room?" Ben laughed,

I was sheepish turning my volume down in case she heard through my headphones, "Yeah..."

"We know." Gally sighed,

"We all know," Fry sighed,

"Yeah We can hear you biting your lip through the mic." Minho laughed, "How does she look?"

I couldn't help looking as she turned to lean on the counter with her tea giving me a faint smile, 

"Umm..." I couldn't help but whine, 

"I swear to god newt if you're jerking off right now I will get in my car, come over there and punch to in the dick," Gally warned, 

"Ohh slim it!" I complained getting on with the game, I did try and force her from my mind but that wasn't easy, 

I Caught a glimpse as she bent over to look in the pantry for a snack, and I saw them.

Little white cotton panties with little printed blue butterflies, and blue lace around the edges.

My jaw dropped to my feet, my eyebrows high, my eyes wide. My heart pounding, my blood was racing, and my breath was sharp and jagged.

I died in my game but- I didn't care! I never wanted to look away! 

Everyone was yelling at me but I couldn't even hear them. 

As she picked a snack and stood up I quickly shook myself out of it and headed everyone yelling.

"Sorry sorry guys I uhhh.... I think my Wi-Fi lagged out." I told them, "I think I'm gonna get some dinner now maybe I'll come back on in a bit."

"Yeah yeah, we believe you" Minho laughed,

So I shut the game down and took my headphones off trying to keep my head straight. 

"Hi newt," Y/n smiled leaning on the counter top eating some popcorn. 

"Hi Y/n."

"You okay?"

"Yep. yep. Fine."

"You sure?" She asked,

"Yeah."

"Alright," she shrugged coming to sit beside me on the sofa, "You're not going for dinner yet."

"No, I just uhh just got sick of playing."

"Fair enough, So what you gonna do with your afternoon?" 

"Y/n can I say something!" 

"Uhhh... sure Newt what's up?"

"Please don't be mad at me."

"I'm not promising that and you know it,"

"Please don't be... too mad at me."

"What is it."

"I saw your panties!"

"oh." She said, 

I mentally prepared to be murdered but 

"Alright," She said returning to snacking on her popcorn and watching the tv, 

"Uhh... I don't know if you heard me, I saw your panties."

"Yep Heard you." She nodded, 

"... Why aren't you killing me? Aren't you mad at me?"

"Not really no." She said, "Do you want me to be mad at you newt?" 

"... Kinda."

"Why?"

"Becuase I was being a perv, I was being weird, and gross, and awful, and I saw your panties!"

"Yeah? newt you're my roommate. We live together. We share a bathroom. I couldn't care less if you see my panties." 

"You... you... Really?"

"Yeah, I go out like this why would I care if you see me like this."

"You- You go out dressed like this!"

"Well, I add shoes."

"You go out like this! And people don't... stare at you?"

"People stare at me no matter what I do, might as well do what I wanna do."

"But What if it makes people.. you know."

"That's their problem."

"You really don't care?"

"Not really no."

"Oh." I nodded, "I see..."

"You want me to care?"

"No no, I guess I'm happy you don't care, it's just... kinda strange. So... You ready don't care I saw your panties?"

"Nope." 

"Then... Could I see them again?"

She glared a moment but I stayed still "Alright" She shrugged 

"Really!"

"Yeah?"

"You're fine with this?"

"Yes newt."

"Okay!" I smiled not wanting to argue with her

she smiled lifting her skirt to show her little cotton panties with blue lace on the hems and the cotton printed with little blue butterflies 

"oooohhh my god..." I gasped, unable to even blink 

"Happy newtie?" she asked setting her skirt back and kissing my cheek, 

"MHM!" I nodded almost whining, 

"Good," She smiled eating her popcorn again, 

"Can uhhhhh... can we make out?"

"Why?" She asked

"Why else because I'm literally going insane right now! Please y/n!"

She rolled her eyes set her popcorn down and opened her arms, I didn't waste time I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her like there was no tomorrow, she kissed me back out kisses quickly turning into an intense make-out, we kissed for what felt like hours and hours but I didn't care all I wanted was her lips, and those cute little panties. After a while I couldn't resist, my hands slipping down to stroke up her thighs and under her skirt I stopped before I fully slipped under her skirt and she nodded in our kisses, so I smirked and held her hips making her stand between my legs kissing her stomach as my hands slipped up to stroke the soft cotton of her panties,

"Newt, you really are excited about my butterflies aren't you?"

"I adore your butterflies Love," I told her between kisses as I stroked the soft lace on her panties before I gripped them and tugged them down her legs kissing her thighs once I tugged them down my kiss getting higher as I tugged her panties lower, my head pushing up her skirt until I was just a single kiss from her-

"Newt!" She said grabbing my hair to push me back

"Ohh uhh sorry... guess I uhh I got a little-"

"It's alright," She smiled moving back and hiding herself under her cute little skirt, and I had to admit it only made me worse knowing she had nothing under it, She took her panties off her legs and balled them up before setting them in my hand, "My room. Five minutes." She smirked kissing my head before she walked to her room intentionally shaking her hips as she went,

"COMING!" I yelled shutting her panties in my pocket and bolting across the apartment after her. 

#tbs imagine #tbs imagines #thomas sangster imagine #thomasbrodiesangster #thomas brodie sangster imagine #thomas sangster #thomas brodie sangster #tbs #tbs smut #thomas brodie sangster smut #newt #tmr newt smut #tmr newt imagine #newt imagines #newt imagine #tmr newt imagines #tmr newt au #newt au #the maze runner #mazerunner #the maze runner newt

[lokisprettygirl]

Under his influence (Post Avengers! Loki x female reader)

Read chapter 3 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 4

Summary : Disastrous Dinner with your parents leads to a small quarrel between you two.

Warning: Smoking, mention of recreational drug use, insecurities, a bit of angst, not so great parenting , 4.5 k words

After your mom left you immediately took a shower to cool down a little bit, it was 10 am and you had plenty of time to prepare for the evening.

He went to the bathroom after you and when he came out you could feel him staring at you but he wasn't saying anything.

"What?" You looked at him so he averted his gaze and pretended to read his book. "Gotta call my boss, i don't think I can go to work today"

You mumbled as you dialed the manager's number and put it on speaker phone because you wanted to paint your toenails.

"Hiii Mark it's y/n" you said cheerfully and you heard him grumbling in response. Just great

"I just ..uhh wanted to tell you that I won't be able to make it today, sooo"

"Whyyyyy?"

"Uhhh it's a family emergency"

"You can't just take a leave out of nowhere, you have to inform way beforehand, " he said, clearly sounding upset. Did he understand the meaning of emergency? Doofus

"Yeah I would have but it's umm I don't think you heard me right. I said that my family's car was hit by a bulldozer and some of them were still in it. And now they're in an emergency ward so I have to go see them..see you tomorrow byee" you tapped on your head in frustration as you hung up "Argggghh I hate this day already"

Also, why did you have to keep the phone on the speaker?

"So your mother seem ..a bit ahhh –" you found him to struggling to form a complete sentence which wasn't like him at all.

"Overbearing?"

"That. Yes. That"

"She is like that, but she means well"

His brows furrowed as you said that. He was finding it a tad harder to believe.

"Okay, we need to make a man, asap" you said to him as you tightly closed the bottle of the nail paint after you were done using it. He laughed in response because he thought you were joking.

"Darling, I promise it can not be Asap. I mean it would take months for him to grow in your womb before he's birthed and–" he stopped talking as you gave him the look that he had learned to understand as a sign for Stop right now. You sighed as you stood up and went down on your knees in front of him, you placed your hands on his thighs and the position made him gulp.

"I want you to be my boyfriend" his eyes flickered as you said that.

"Ohhhhh?"

"Just for the evening" you clarified it immediately. God you hoped he didn't think of you as some midgardian desperate creep.

"Oh"

"Will you do it for me please?"

"I uhhh–"

"Pleaseee please do it .. please I'm begging you Loki please I'll do anything you'd ask please " you joined your palms together and begged him to just help you out. You didn't really have to beg he thought, you saved his arse, he would walk right into the sun if you'd ask him to.

"I just..never have been a boyfriend before "

"You said you had relationships "

"What is the correlation here?"

"Huh?" He sighed as you failed to understand him.

"I just don't want to ruin this evening which I am sensing- is already a very stressful affair for you" he mumbled as he placed his elbows down on his thighs to rest his chin in the palms of his hand.

"You won't ruin it, oh no please. I'd love to have a friend while we eat dinner..a friend who actually likes me..you know" your eyes teared up so he cupped your cheeks and leaned forward to press a soft kiss on your forehead. That gesture made you feel so warm but you wished you had more time to relish in this feeling.

"I am very fond of you my darling" he mumbled softly. The words made the butterflies go crazy in your stomach. Okay so you were attracted to him which you had already figured by the intense feeling you kept having where you wanted to fuck him all the time, there was the bubbling scorching heat between you two and you also wanted to cuddle him all the time now, all of these things combined together looked bad when you considered how he was literally unattainable. A fucking prince, he was a god that you couldn't even dream of having. He probably wouldn't even look twice at you if you were in a crowded room full of all the beautiful women in the world, women that he probably deserved to have.

Everyone kept telling you that you had higher standards for yourself but then he must have them too right? You weren't it unfortunately.

"Is that a yes?"

"Yess" you stood up and jumped around a little in excitement.

"Oh wait butt oh no.. they can't see you..my mom will recognise you, she's obsessed with you..but in a very bad way"

"She is?"

"Yeah she hates you "

"I figured that..umm do not worry about that. I'll take care of this" he pointed towards his face so you went down on your knees again. You had to stop doing this in front of him because one of these times he'd forget to enchant his cock to not get hard in a jiffy.

"But .. I don't want anyone else there, I want you, I mean. I like this face..it's such a loki looking face that I like" he chuckled as you said that. Sometimes your words hardly made any sense and that's exactly why he adored them so much.

"How about I change my hair and the color of my eyes, maybe get a bit of facial hair, the face stays" you tilted your head as he said that.

"That could work besides there's no way she'd think that you're him with all those modifications you know..oh that's a great idea. Well I'm going to cook now..by the way can I paint your toenails afterwards? You have such pretty toes" you got up from the floor again so he looked down at his feet.

"Noooo" he yelled, making you giggle but now another thing was starting to bother you.

"Wait a second!! You don't have clothes, I need to get you earth people clothes"

"Yes I was troubled by that thought" He did have a suit he had stolen from a midgardian shop when he visited Thor a few years prior after he was banished but for some reason the idea of putting it on again disgusted him. And he couldn't have worn his famous Terrorist from Asgard terrorising Stuttgart overcoat either for obvious reasons.

"Oh no I have to go get it for you then ..it's 11 already and I have to make dinner, and dessert also and oh my god it's so dirty around here, what I'm gonna doooo??" he walked towards as you started to freak out again.

"Now let us pause for a moment here. Take a deep breath for me, can you?" He told you as he grabbed your shoulders to calm you down.

"Okayy..okay..i'm just freaking out" you took a deep breath in order to not pass out right this moment.

"You go purchase the attire for me and I will tidy up the space until then. That is alright?" He asked you so you hugged him tightly, his arms instantly wrapped around your waist as if it was the most natural state in the world, breathing in the scent of your hair he sighed deeply.

He really needed to get a grip. A woman like you deserved a man so noble and not a hideous looking frost giant like him whose moral compass has broken a long time ago. You have waited so long for the man of your dreams and he could never be it for you.

"I'll be back soon"

It took you two hours to find something decent for him to wear, you even had to buy a pair of shoes for him, you saw a bunch of cute t-shirts so you bought that as well. You heard the shower running when you came back from the mall, you couldn't even recognise your apartment. It looked beautiful. First of all it was clean, ofcourse. But he had done something with the lighting as well, it seemed fancier, like a classy restaurant, and it smelled really good too. He had also filled the space with a much needed furniture you didn't have.

There was an elegant looking table right in front of the kitchenette. Bonus point? It also had chairs, you had chairs in your apartment.

The bed was covered in a beautiful satin sheet. Asgardian sheet. He also had that sofa all cleaned up, it looked brand new.

You put the shopping bags down on the sofa as your eyes circled around again. When he entered the room you immediately ran towards him to hug him, momentarily forgetting that he was naked from the waist up and dripping wet.

"This is.. gorgeous..you're like a sorcerer" you mumbled as you pulled away from him and took a few steps back, he was freezing cold. He smiled as he walked closer and wiped the droplets of water from your cheeks, the ones you had gotten by hugging onto his naked wet chest so tightly.

"I'm a sorcerer " he giggled and it made your heart grow ten times larger.

"Thank you Loki, you have no idea what you have done for me" your eyes teared up and so did his, but then again you didn't have time to enjoy this moment, they would be here in like three hours, you also had to get ready.

He tried to help you in the kitchen as much as he could but he wasn't really helping plus the heat bothered him a lot so you made him sit down on the sofa, he had done enough already and you were very grateful for that.

After cooking and assembling the cutleries on the table which again was the courtesy of your alien friend, you put on a dress and finished your makeup. You looked good for a change, the black dress complimented your dark soul. It always did.

You looked at him as he got himself dressed too, you didn't want to go overboard with his attire, there was a dark green jacket because you remembered that to be his favorite color, a plain black t shirt underneath with a tight fitted trouser. For some reason you knew he wasn't the denim jeans type of alien god.

His tush looked extremely good in those pants but that's not what shocked you, it was the change in his appearance. He kept his face but his hair was no longer raven, it was light brown and shorter, you could finally see the back of his neck and it was as smooth as the rest of his skin, his eyes were hazel brown, light freckles adorned his nose and cheeks. The finishing touch was the golden tan on his skin and that I haven't shaved in a week stubble. Even though he had the same face he didn't look like himself. He actually reminded you of that guy from that one King Kong movie you couldn't remember the name of.

"This okay? Or do I resemble my oaf brother a little too much" He asked you so you smiled.

"You look very handsome mister" And hot, and sexy, delicious.

A nervous laughter escaped his throat at the compliment.

"And you my lady, you look–-" before he could finish his words you heard the buzzer going off so you hurriedly stepped towards the door and got them in. You felt anxious and awkward like always, having dinner with four people where you didn't really like the three of them was not your idea of fun. As you opened the door you saw your mom and her husband David first so you hugged her and your step father gave you a side hug.

"Welcome to my humble abode" you chuckled as they stepped in, then you met his daughters from hell, his perfect little princesses, the elder one was named Chelsea, she was a year younger than you and married. Ofcourse because she was just perfect like that. You weren't expecting her to bring her husband Shawn though.

"Wow i didn't know husbands were coming" you mumbled as you hugged her and your mom glared at you.

The younger sister Courtney gave you cheek kisses. Pretentious bitch. She was just 25 but obviously more accomplished and much more successful in her career according to your mother.

As they all stepped inside you noticed them looking around, they had never been here before.

"Wow, this is so tiny and adorable, you know when daddy said you were renting a studio apartment i thought it'd be bigger" Courtney said and you resisted the urge to poke her eyes out.

"It's actually bigger than most studio apartments, I'm actually not supposed to have that whole window area, default in their infrastructure, goodie goodie for me" you felt everyone's eyes on you so you stopped talking immediately, turned around and walked towards Loki, you grabbed his arm and decided to introduce him to everyone, most of them looked shocked but atleast your mother was smiling from ear to ear.

"This is uhh.." oh god you didn't think of a name. Ofcourse you didn't. You see Perfect Chelsea over there would have thought of a name.

"Mark, this is Mark Johnson..he's an auditor for the ..uhhh Marks and Spencers" they smiled at him as you introduced him. No, that name didn't sound fake at all. Nope.

"Hello Mrs. Umm –" he looked at your mother. Wow you two really should have discussed this part a little more. Like for real.

"Used to be something else now she's Mrs Jackson" you told him so he gave your mom a hug. She looked at you as she hugged him and mumbled a wow behind his back which made you want to die from embarrassment.

You didn't want to waste much time so you all sat down for dinner. The problem was he only made six chairs, and there were 7 of you. Gee, No thanks husband Shawn.

"You sit down okay?" You made Loki sit down so he grabbed your arm and scooted a little to the side, one of his buttocks was hanging in the air but he didn't care, he didn't want you to feel left out at your own family dinner.

As you sat down next to him, well almost onto him, everyone cooed. It's not as if you weren't getting used to being squished against him.

"So i noticed the accent, are you a London boy Mr. Mark" you wanted to hurl at the way Courtney was looking at him.

"Uhh yes, England" You took a sip of the wine you had in front of you, for the god of lies, he wasn't really good at living up to that status.

"So you're here on business? How did you two meet?" Your mom asked you so this time you answered instead.

"Ohh he's a member at the gym I work for" you smiled.

"Why do I feel like I have seen you somewhere?" Your mom squinted her eyes and it made you nervous.

"Ohh he looks like that guy from that movie.. I don't remember..the one with the big burly ape" you agreed as Shawn said that. Well thanks Shawn

"Ohhhh yeah..yeah you're right"

"So auditing? You like that job, son?" David asked him. Oh!! he's not your son David. No no considering his age, David was the son, his father was the son, his grandfather was the son. Why couldn't you just stop having thoughts for once?

"No. I don't know what that is actually" he chuckled and then you heard them all laughing in unison. You did too before you glared at him,

"Wow, good looking and funny. By the way, raise your glasses everyone.. I have an announcement" Courtney grabbed her glass of wine and took a deep breath before she proceeded to speak.

"I got the job in London..ahhhh" she squealed as she celebrated herself and everyone then squealed for her, she worked for an embassy or something, you never cared to find out. Your mother did remind you now and again as how it could have been you if you'd have been a little sincere about your life.

"Ohh honey congratulations, that's amazing, I'm sooo proud of you" your mom said to her so you smiled in disbelief.

"Okay okay..i have a news too. We have a news" Chelsea said as she smiled from ear to ear and looked at her husband "So I'm not drinking wine because I'm abstaining, I lied sorry.. hint hint" She pointed towards her belly and the whole world gasped for her.

"Call Odin and ask him if he heard the gasps" you mumbled in his ear and he bit on his cheek to stop himself from smiling. She was pregnant ofcourse. They all hugged her and congratulated the lovely couple, so did you, you had no other choice.

"Both of our daughters make me so happy sweetie" David's eyes teared up as he held your mother's hand.

"I am so proud of them"

After the happiness died down a little, Courtney looked at you.

"So y/n you're a trainer at the gym right..don't they like pay very less?"

"It actually depends on my competence and how many clients I can get in a month," you said to her. No you didn't miss the snark, you just wanted to ignore it.

"Oh.. so less huh"

God you hated her.

"Shoot i am out" David said as he opened the box of his cigarettes.

"Oh honey" your mom comforted him and then she glared at you as Courtney made another comment.

"Y/n smokes, just ask her for one dad"

"It was just that one time.."

You tried to defend yourself but your mom cut you off as she shook her head in disappointment.

"Look if you have it, just be a good hostess and give one to him" she said to you so you were about to get up but Loki stopped you.

"I'll get it darling. I found it while cleaning" he said to you so you smiled, as he walked towards the closet you wondered what he meant, what did he find? As he returned he passed the lighter to David along with that fucking joint you couldn't find yesterday.

"Uhhh this is not..is this weed?"

You stood up and snatched it from his hand. Loki felt mortified now, maybe he should have asked first if your stepfather wanted to smoke weed or something else. He really should have thought a little harder about it.

"It's not mine, it's a friend's" you mumbled so your mom looked at you.

"Oh sweetie, are you in the wrong company again?" She questioned and you immediately denied. You felt overwhelmed now, you just wanted to go cry in your bathroom.

"I apologise darling, i had no clue what he wanted" he whispered in your ear so you sighed. He just wanted to help.

"It's fine..it's okay " you told him, you didn't want him to feel bad about this even though you felt completely mortified now.

"So what are your plans for marriage?" The wine came out of your nose as your mom questioned Loki.

"Mommm" you glared at her and gestured to cut it out but ofcourse she ignored the cue.

"I'm just asking, you two make a cute couple..what do you guys think?" She looked around the table for approval.

"Ohhh yess hook him in y/n before you lose this one too" Courtney cackled like a witch. Loki felt awful, these people reminded him of those bilgesnipes, all ready to pounce and attack you for no reason. He felt something grazing over his shin so he looked under the table and saw a bunch of toes rubbing against him. It belonged to one of your sisters.

"She's touching me" he whispered in your ear so you looked under the table and she stopped immediately.

"Marriage is such a beautiful thing, it just makes me sad that y/n is going to be in her thirties now and she's still..so lonely" Chelsea gave you a sad look making you scoff in response.

"But I'm happy.. and I don't really care alright?"

"Well you should care honey, when you're sixty and alone with no-one to take care of you you'll regret this attitude" your eyes teared up as your mother chimed in. You saw your step sisters smiling and passing glances to each other.

"Didn't you marry twice?" Loki asked your mother so you glared at him and asked him to cut it out.

"Excuse me?" Your mom had the typical look of disapproval now. You could just tell she didn't really like him any longer.

"You married her father and it must not have worked very well since you are married to this gentleman here now?" He asked her again so you facepalmed.

"But that's life, that happens, sometimes things don't work out between two people, there are several different reasons why people get divorced" she raised her voice a little and you could feel everything getting out of your hand now.

"Well pardon my interference but perhaps she doesn't want that to happen to her as well, maybe she wants to spend her life with someone who would be there for every reason and not only for a season" your mom gave him a death glare as he said that and so did you. The tension in the room kept on piling up.

He could tell you were upset with him for opening his big mouth today.

After the dinner and dessert ended, you were hoping for them to just leave, you had no energy to take more insults.

"Sooo we are going to be here for two days, let's go somewhere tomorrow" your mom hugged you as she spoke so you hummed in agreement "And lose this one, he's not the type of man who is going to marry you" she said to you as she pulled away.

"Yeah? Why do you think that?" You chuckled but it was because of the frustration you were feeling in the moment.

"Look at him honey. Don't be such a fool, men like him don't settle for women like us, he's just having his fun I can tell" you nodded as she said that. Once they all left you shut the main door with a force and then you turned around to glare at him.

"Y/n i –"

"You could have just kept your mouth shut you know"

"I didn't intend to disrespect her, she just--"

"What were you trying to do then huh? Do you know how hard that divorce was on her? On me?" Your eyes welled up as you questioned him. That comment your mom made was the last nail in the coffin and unfortunately she wasn't here to bear the brunt of it so you took it out on him.

"I am sorry, please don't be upset darling" he mumbled softly but you were too angry to care right now.

"I'm not your darling, giving him the roll of weed wasn't enough for you huh? God I wish you weren't here today, it's all my fault" his eyes filled with tears as you said that. A part of you knew you were misdirecting your anger and frustration on him but you still couldn't stop, you wished you would have though because the look on his face bothered you a lot, you never wanted to see him look so sad and that too because of you.

You scurried towards the bathroom and then the tears couldn't stop coming, your step sisters were younger and better than you and they were living their best lives while nothing turned your life around no matter how much you worked for it, they were accomplishing everything they had dreamt of while several of your dreams had already been shattered, you had successfully wasted half of your life so far and accomplished nothing. Your mother probably wished for a daughter like them and that's why she found love in David again.

When you came out, he looked at you with a worried look on his face, he still had the same clothes on but he was back to looking like himself. Did you really just tell him that you wished he wasn't here after everything he had done for you today? God, you felt like a selfish asshole. No wonder you didn't have anyone in life that you could actually count on.

"Do you want me to disappear?" He asked you and you suddenly felt so anxious.

"No. I'm sorry..I'm so sorry Loki" as you started to sob he walked towards you and hugged you as tightly as he could, that was it for you in that moment, you broke down and cried until you couldn't cry any more.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it, please don't go, i ..you're the only true friend I have..the best one i have ever had, and you were so good to me today, so sweet and I'm so sorry lo" you pulled away to look at him so he cupped your cheeks and kissed your forehead.

"I'm sorry I ruined the feast with my callousness" you smiled as he said that. He wasn't being callous, he just wanted to defend you. What a sweet sweet man.

"Well it's not as if it was going any better before..so I'm not really sorry about it" he kissed your forehead again and you just wanted to kiss him, it took everything to not clash your lips against his in that moment.

"You don't deserve to be treated in such a manner, you went through such pain today to make this enjoyable for them and you don't deserve anyone hurting you like that, none of the things they said hold true whatsoever" he said to you softly.

"You don't either Loki, I'm sorry it was me who hurt you today but I never want to be such a jerk to you again" he smiled at the statement.

"I understand, I have had my fair share of outbursts to comprehend that it didn't come from a place of malice but mere frustration and it wasn't intended for me" he mumbled and it made you smile. God he really was a dreamboat.

"Thank you Loki for everything you did today. You have no idea how much I appreciate you being here for me right now, i really do"

You hugged him again and took a deep breath, his hugs and sweet words really made you feel better than before. He was your friend, you loved having him as your friend. You looked up at him and the look in his eyes made you aware of the close proximity so you stepped away a little, he placed his hands inside the pocket of his pants to avoid the awkwardness but he had something in there so he took it out.

"What is it?"

"Something one of your sisters shoved into the pocket when we greeted each other" he said as he passed the slip to you. It was her phone number. What a bitch.

"Burn it down"

"Yes madam" you smiled as he said that.

"Umm..I'll go sleep, I'm tired" you mumbled as turned around and stepped towards the closet to take your pyjamas out.

"Uhh..What can I do to make you feel better?" he asked you, so you sighed.

"Nothing i– " Well actually "There's something you can do" you gave him a mischievous smile and he sighed as he understood what you wanted from him.

That's how he ended up on the sofa with you sitting on the floor with his feet resting on your thighs while you painted his toenails the same colour as yours.

"So pretty" you giggled as you finished the one leg and it warmed his heart. It was unbearable for him to see that hurt look on your face throughout the evening, knowing that there were people in the world who hurt you like that made his heart clench, he just wanted you to not feel that way like ever. He wanted to keep you protected.

"Maybe tomorrow we can do your makeup" you said nonchalantly making him tilt his head in response.

"How about no?" He responded and you feigned a look of disappointment.

At night he slept in that bed of yours, his sad brows were faster than your resistance today. You couldn't sleep though. You kept wondering if he'd come cuddle you but it has been an hour and he seemed asleep now. Wow this really bothered you, him not cuddling you by force like he had done in the last two days really really bothered you.

You sat up and got off from his princely bed then you took a few steps towards yours, you thought about what you were going to do for a moment. When he cuddled you, it was circumstancial, he had a nightmare the first night and then his body ached the other, you had no choice in that matter, you could have always pretended that you didn't love his cuddles but getting in the bed now would affirm that you indeed enjoyed sleeping with him like that and wanted it as much as he did.

Fuck it your cursed in your head before crawling into the bed. He was asleep but he did feel your body next to him, maybe he'd think that he was dreaming. Goddss he smelled divine.

He was lying on his side facing towards you so you sneaked your hand in the space between his neck and the pillow, he felt the invasion and instead of opening his eyes and calling you out for it he scooted closer to you instead and pressed his head down on your chest like he had done before. One of his arms went under your waist to pull you even closer while the other wrapped around you.

He embraced you as intimately as he could without it turning too sexual, this was the most intimate you had ever been with a man. Sure you had sex but even then you had several inches of distance between your bodies somehow. You hooked your legs around his waist in the usual position.

"Thank you" you mumbled softly in his ears and he hummed in response. You were thankful for him, you had known him for mere few weeks but you had never felt so strongly understood by someone.

"I'm overjoyed that you came. I just figured you needed your personal space tonight, perhaps I was mistaken " you smiled as he mumbled against your chest.

"Perhaps"

You knew it won't take you long enough to fall asleep now, you wondered if this was appropriate or not but you no longer cared for it. You also knew that you were only digging a deeper hole for yourself. Getting addicted to the feeling of cuddling him like this will only hurt you later when he won't be here with you. Your mother wasn't wrong, men like him didn't choose women like you for life but then you knew that already, didn't you?

Nothing so good could ever last forever, nothing so sweet and gentle could ever be wholly yours. Maybe you can press the stop button on this tomorrow but tonight you just wanted to indulge a little. Tonight you just wanted to live a little. Something that you haven't done for as long as you could remember.

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Nanami Kento ☆ You missed

Nanami x Fem!Gojo!Reader

Genre: ☁️

Word Count: 1987

Trigger warnings⚠️: none, other than swearing

a/n: hey loves, in this fanfic you are Gojo's sister and 2 years younger. You don't have six eyes or limitless though. xx

Second person POV

"Ha! +4, take those 4 fucking cards bitch."

You and Gojo had finished a mission and were busy playing uno in the staff room over who could have the last strawberry mochi in the fridge because of course as the Gojo siblings you couldn't do anything maturely.

"Aww Y/N that's a shame because...your gonna have to take 8 cards!" Gojo slammed down another +4, leaving you dumbfounded.

Just as you were about to attack Gojo the door unlocked to the finest man alive: Nanami.

You had had a crush on Nanami for ages and it was pretty obvious because your brother noticed the day you met him. You were a year younger than Nanami so funnily enough you happened to be around him a lot. After you finished school you joined him at his job and you became closer since then also doing a handful of missions together.

"Nanami!! Fancy seeing you hear" You exclaimed jumping up pretending you weren't about to beat your brother up.

"Y/N...Satoru..." Nanami nodded as a greeting whilst saying your name.

He loosened his tie and run his hand through his hair as he let out a deep and long sigh before sitting on the chair from exhaustion.

You were entranced at the sight in front of you that you didn't notice Gojo shoving you into the seat next to him...too close for comfort.

"Hey...you okay?" your heart fluttered as Nanami showed you concern despite you being a grade 1 curse user, so a slight push is nothing.

"I'm alright, Nanami it's just someone I'm unfortunately related to is being annoying as usual."

You shot Gojo a death glare. All he did was give you a grin saying 'You gotta start making moves, dummy' so you shot him a look saying 'Not like this you asshole'

Whilst you were stunned and trying to communicate with Gojo with your eyes you didn't notice the little to no gap between you and Nanami and the deafening silence in the air.

Once you realised you shot up, "Uhhh I forgot that I am meant to be having a girls night with uhh Maki and Nobara and Utahime and maybe Mei Mei? Oh and Ieiri of course..." you kept on spouting nonsense before sprinting out bumping into Principal Yaga on the way.

"Umm Satoru...Is your sister alright?" Nanami was genuinely concerned as what just went down was extremely confusing.

"Yeahhh she's just flustered by your hotness!" Gojo jumped up and down making sure to try his best to impersonate your energy.

"Satoru is it possible for you to not be an idiot for one day...?" Nanami rolled his eyes despite feeling some warmth in his heart.

Time Skip

It was the next day and you rolled out of bed feeling sluggish and most definitely NOT wanting to go to work.

You turned on your phone to see you were 30 minutes past you usual getting up time.

Along with that you saw 10 missed calls from Nanami forgetting that he usually picks you up.

"SHIT...GOJO YOU ASSHOLE DID YOU NOT BOTHER TO WAKE ME UP" you screamed at Gojo who was downstairs getting ready for work too but the sorcerer kind.

"Y/N I tried to wake you up, Nanami waited 10 minutes for you...I told him that you would take a while so he might as well go..."

"ARGHHH GOJO WHAT THE FUCK YOUR RUINING MY CHANCES WITH THE LOVE OF MY LIFE SOME BROTHER YOU ARE-"

You were agitated and rushed. You snatched the box of food on the counter without asking who's it was and rushed out the house.

You ended up taking a bus and whilst on the bus you saw the box was noted to you from Nanami and it had your favourite baked goods and you blushed and smiled to youself thinking of how thoughtful Nanami was.

You also saw a new movie out in cinemas and thought it was your perfect opportunity to ask Nanami to go out with you.

Once you arrived at work, you made it your mission to go to Nanami. You tried walking as fast as you could in your stilettos without tripping embarrassingly.

"Nanamiiii!!!" you shouted as you made you way over to his desk.

He looked up smiling slightly at the sight of you walking over looking ever so jovial and cutesy.

"Y/N, did you enjoy the breakfast I made for you?" he asked diverting all his attention to you.

"Ohhhh it was AMAZING, thank you so much!! You know me too well Kento Nanami~" you chuckled as you sat on his desk and crossed you leg over another looking hella sexy in your business attire.

"Sooo Nanami....there's this movie that's come out and I would really love if you could watch it with me tomorrow..." you asked Nanami making sure to bat your eyes.

"Of course Y/N, that would be lovely." Nanami smiled sweetly at you as it felt like you were in your own world forgetting all the other working citizens.

"REALLY!! THIS IS AMAZING I CAN'T WAIT!!" you got a bit overcome with excitement and gave Nanami a tight hug that he returned after a moment of shock.

"Hey lovebirds! I don't care whatever mood yer in, but I can't have ya frolicking around during working hours, please take this to yer home, yer distracting my workers." Your boss suddenly came from nowhere as you released Nanami.

"Uhhh s-sorry sir but we aren't-" you started feeling the need to explain the misconception

"Sorry sir, it won't happen again." Nanami quickly butt in not denying a word the boss said.

Your face turned bright red as you got up from Nanami's desk, patting his head before waving a sweet goodbye.

Time Skip

It's the morning of your date with Nanami, and you're feeling exhilarated.

You wore your favourite outfit and did your makeup and hair(if you have some).

"Satoru, do I look good?" you asked, twirling around.

"Looking good, sis! You sure are my sister. You're looking even better than me!" you laughed at your brothers comment

Just as you were about to reply, the doorbell rang.

You hurriedly asked Gojo to open the door as you went to get your shits and Nanami's present.

Nanami POV

I rang the doorbell expecting to be met with the beautiful Y/N Gojo. However, to my dismay, I was met with a different Gojo....

"Heyyy Nanami! You're taking my sister out for a date, huh?" Gojo said as he leaned against the door with his arms crossed.

"Yes, I am. Where is she?" I tried to glance to see where she was, but there was no sign of her.

"Ah she's getting her stuff together....before she comes down...on a serious note Nanami, I know your responsible and not the type to hurt others but I'm still gonna say...hurt her in anyway and you are dead."

This was one of the very few times I saw Gojo serious, and to be honest, it was quite heartwarming how he cared for his sister.

"Nanami!! Sorry to keep you waiting! Let's go."

Second person POV

You hurriedly gave Gojo a hug goodbye. "Bye, Satoru!" And of course, he whispered in your ear. "Have fun, sis, use protection ;)" You whacked his arm as you went outside with Nanami, shutting the door behind you.

"You look beautiful, Y/N." Nanami looked at you up and down, admiring your beauty.

"You look ever so handsome, Nanami," you said, blushing and looking down.

"OH, I forgot!!" You gave Nanami a tight hug, struggling to fully wrap your arms around him because of how much bigger and taller he was than you.

He chuckled and wrapped his arms around you tightly and you stayed there for a while before walking hand in hand to the cinema.

You got to the cinema amd sat down in your seats with popcorn and drinks.

As the movie started you really wanted to make a move but alas something within you was too scared to make a move but as if Nanami read your mind he moved your head so it laid on his shoulder and he rested his head on top of yours. He intertwined your fingers as you blushed and smiled.

Once the movie was finished, yet again hand in hand, you both walked out.

"THAT MOVIE WAS AWESOME!! I LOVED IT!" you laughed feeling so happy and contented. Not only was it a good film you watched it with the love of your life.

"Yes it was very interesting, I must say. I'm very glad I watched it with you," Nanami looked at you deeply in the eyes and you looked back at him lovingly before you remembered his present.

"Oh! Nanami! I forgot, I got you a small present it isn't much but I hope you like it..." you gave Nanami the box with his present inside and when he opened it, it revealed a vintage but fancy watch that you knew he wanted for a while.

"Y/N...this is amazing, thank you so much your so kind." he pulled you into a hug rubbing your back with care and love before he pulled away.

"I have something for you too. I really hope you like it, although it isn't much."

You opened the present to see a charm bracelet of your favourite sweets and felt your heartbeat quicken.

"NANAMI THIS IS SO CUTE I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!" you didn't even realise what you had said leaving Nanami dumbfounded as you pecked his cheek whilst blushing heavily and looking down from embarrassment.

"You missed." Nanami muttered.

"Huh?" before you could say anything Nanami kissed your lips tenderly savouring the sweet taste of your lips as you returned the kiss deepening it.

"I love you too Y/N" he hugged you once more before you made your way back home he dropped you off at your house

"Y/N this was an amazing date and I know it may be early but would you be my girlfriend, I promise I will-"

Before he could finish, you shut him up with a kiss to his lips to answer his question.

"Yes I would love to." you smiled at each other before pecking each other one last time before you entered a house; now a taken woman.

You walked in seeing Gojo on the couch and he stood up awaiting you feedback.

"Left the house a sad single woman...now I have arrived taken!!" Gojo laughed loudly before running to you scoop you up in a hug weirdly he was as happy as you were

"I knew Nanami couldn't resist my little sisters adorable face." Gojo squidged you face as you squirmed and joked around for the rest of the night feeling happy and content that you finally got with the love of your life.

A lil extra cause why not!:

You and Nanami had come back from a mission hand in hand making your way to the staffroom. It was 1am in the morning and you weren't expecting anyone to be there. You opened the door to see Gojo telling everyone about your new relationship.

"And guess what guys? They kissed!! I saw it all!! I was honestly so happy for my little sis we all know how much she's been thirst-"

"GOJO!!!!"

let's just say Gojo had to take a few days off for 'illness'....

a/n: second onshot...I know its pretty long but I really hope you enjoyed it and love you all!!! 💗💗🌸🌸

#nanami kento #jjk nanami #nanami x reader #nanami fluff #jjk x reader #jjk #jjk fluff #anime fluff #anime #anime x reader

[jahayla-parker]

TikTok Prank Preference: Stuck Tampon

Description: blurb preference with the characters/people below based on the viral TikTok prank where the person pretend they have a tampon stuck and need their partner to help them to see how they react.

Warnings: mentions of period related items and topics, minimally suggestive words, otherwise fluff

Characters/people for this preference: Tom Holland, Peter Parker, Harry Holland, Sam Holland, Harrison Osterfield, Freddy Carter, Kaz Brekker, Jesper Fahey, Cardan Greenbriar, Aaron Warner Anderson, Pin Hawthorne, and Austin Butler

Tom Holland

“Tomm…” y/n mumbled.

Tom peaked his head into the bathroom, eyes meeting her’s instantly.

“I… uhhh…. I have an issue” she whispered.

Tom raised his eyebrow at her and stepped into their bathroom, closing the door behind him

“What’s happening love?” He asked, grabbing her hand.

“So… uhh… I’m on my period…” y/n explained slowly.

Tom nodded, “did you need me to go to the store?”

Y/n smiled at how sweet he was but shook her head, looking away.

“Okay, then what is it darling?” He asked, using his thumb to lift her head back up to look at him.

“I… my tampon is… stuck” she said, looking out the corner of her eyes nervously.

“Oh” Tom said breathlessly but quickly pulled himself together, “okay. Let’s figure this out”.

“Wait, what?” Y/n asked, looking back at him with sad eyes.

“Love, it’s alright” he cooed, stroking her cheek, “we’ll get it out hmm?”

She gave him a thankful smile to which he responded by kissing her forehead delicately and lifting her onto the bathroom counter.

“So… just talk me through it yeah?” He asked shyly.

“Tom” she blushed, reaching forward to stop him.

“Darling, nothing to be shy about, I’ve seen it all before, and it’s not your fault it’s stuck” he encouraged.

Y/n giggled, burying her head into his shoulder.

She pulled back and pointed to her camera, “it’s a TikTok prank babe”.

Tom huffed, his cheeks reddening as he lifted her back to the ground.

“I couldn’t resist, but you were so sweet” she smiled, kissing his cheek.

Tom blushed more, wrapping his arm around her waist, “just as long as you know you can come to me if that really happened”.

Peter Parker

“Ummmm Peter?” Y/n called, walking into their apartment’s living room.

Peter looked up from his laptop and gave her a bright smile and nodded.

“So I uhh… Nevermind I’ll ask MJ” she rambled, looking down and playing with her hands.

Peter sighed, quickly setting his laptop to the side and walking to his girlfriend.

“Why MJ?” He frowned, pulling her to him.

Y/n laughed nervously, “it’s.. a girl thing Peter”.

“Oh” he whispered, his cheek warming up as it rested on her shoulder.

“Well maybe I can still help?” He offered, drawing shapes on her back through his sweatshirt she was wearing.

“Oh, thank you Peter” she said, squeezing him, “but I don’t think you’re going to want to do that”.

“Sure I do!” Peter gasped, pulling back to show his offended facial expressions.

Y/n bit her lip, “Peter…”

Peter’s frown deepened as he whined, “please let me help?”

“Peter-“ y/n began slowly.

“Please, I’ll do my best! I w-“ He argued.

“Peter, my tampon is stuck!” She blurted, cutting him off.

Peter’s eyes widened and his cheeks turned so red they’d have blended in with his Spider-Man suit if he had it on.

“Oh… okaay… umm…” Peter rambled anxiously.

“I’ll just call MJ and -“ y/n suggested.

Peter shook his head rapidly, “no, no. I’ll figure this out. Let me research this”.

“What?! What’re you looking up?” Y/n gasped as Peter rushed to his computer.

“The best way to help get a stuck tampon out” Peter said simply, typing away.

“Babe” y/n giggled, resting her hand on his over the keyboard.

“This article says I can simply use my hand, so-“ Peter began, reading off the instruction from the website he clicked on.

“Peter” y/n said, kissing his cheek, “it was a prank”.

“What?” He asked, turning to face her.

“It is a TikTok trend Pete; if it helps, you passed” y/n shrugs with a smile.

Peter shook his head, “of course I did, I wasn’t going to just leave it in there”.

Y/n laughed and pulled him to her for a hug.

Harry Holland

“Baz! Can you come here please?” Y/n shouted.

Harry knocked before slowly opening the bathroom door, “love?”

“I need your help” she stated, causing an instant wave of confusion to take over his features.

Harry rubbed the back of his neck, “with?”

Y/n looked away from him as she slowly sat on the closed toilet lid, “my tampon is stuck Baz”

Harry froze, staring at her in shock as he opened and closed his mouth silently.

Y/n looked up as he started to exit the bathroom, “are you just leaving me here?”

“Don’t be dramatic” Harry scoffed, “I’m getting reinforcements “.

Y/n jumped up, grabbing her phone and running to catch up with him, “reinforcements?!”

“Love I don’t know what to do, but I’m sure mum does” Harry explained, grabbing his phone from where he abandoned it on the couch moments ago.

“No!” Y/n laughed, taking the phone from his hand.

“Y/n, I’m clueless on this” Harry groaned, reaching for his phone.

“That’s fine cause it’s a prank” y/n informed him, giving him a cheesy grin.

Harry stared at her, trying to see if she was lying or not.

He smirked, grabbing his phone back from her, “you can never be too sure”.

“Holland don’t you dare!” Y/n gasped, putting her phone down as she chased her boyfriend around their flat.

Sam Holland

“Darling?” Sam called, knocking on their bathroom door.

Y/n had intentionally sat in the bathroom for far longer than normal, waiting to see if he noticed.

“I… I’ll be out soon” y/n breathily laughed.

Sam sighed softly, “are you okay?”

Y/n bit her lip as she took one last deep breath to compose herself for the prank.

“Y-yeah Sammy. I’ll be out soon.. okay?” She asked quietly.

“Y/n, can I come in?” He asked, resting his hand on the door handle.

“Why?” She asked with a fake panic.

Sam laughed nervously, “because you’re scaring me honey, can I please come in?”

“Umm one sec” y/n shouted, making a lot of noise and running the sink.

She held a towel in her hands as she opened the door for her boyfriend with a sheepish smile.

“What’s going on?” Sam asked, surveying the bathroom for clues.

“Nothing” she said, looking away as she hung the towel up.

“Darling,” Sam warned softly, grabbing her hand.

She sighed, peering up into his eyes, “my tampon is… stuck”.

Sam’s mouth opened slightly before he nodded.

“How do I help? Should I get ummm” he rambled, his eyes darting around the room, “ooh! Tongs?”

“No! You’re not using tongs down there Sam!” Y/n gasped, laughing.

Sam thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement, “Turkey baster?”

Y/N’s jaw dropped, “what?!”

“You know… the suction? It could pull it out” Sam shrugged.

“No kitchen utensils!” Y/n sighed, rubbing her head.

Sam bit his lip, “okay, well I’m coming up with ideas, you tell me one then”.

“Sam your ideas all involve medieval torture” y/n joked, “thank god it was a prank!”

Sam let out a sigh of relief before crossing his arms over his chest, “you were pranking me?”

Y/n giggled shyly and nodded, “good thing too cause now I know who not to come to!”

Haz (Harrison) Osterfield

“Okay, okay, go” y/n giggled, shoving Charlotte back to their living room, “he’ll be home soon”.

Charlotte laughed and raced back, throwing herself on her brother’s couch to wait.

Y/n set up her phone’s camera in the corner between their towel rack and toothbrush holder.

“Darling?” Harrison called out, “Charlotte says you’ve been in there a while”.

Y/n suppressed her laughter over the fact Charlotte wasn’t supposed to even say anything but was clearly eager.

“Ummm yeah, sorry” y/n sighed, making Harrison knock on the door.

“I’ll be out. I just… need a minute “ y/n lied.

“I’m coming in love” Harrison said, slowly opening the door so she had the chance to stop him.

Harrison walked to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, “are you just hanging out in here?”

Y/n laughed and slapped his arm playfully, “of course not”.

“Well, you’re completely dressed and standing alone in the bathroom, what else am I to expect?” Harrison teased, brushing some hair from her eyes.

Y/n rolled her eyes, “it’s not that”.

“Then what is it?” Harrison asked, his voice sounding concerned again.

“Do you really want to know?” Y/n asked as she bit her lip.

Harrison looked and ensured the bathroom door was shut before nodding, “of course”.

“My… tampon… is… well, it’s stuck” y/n muttered.

“In you?” Harrison blurted without thinking.

Y/n laughed and sighed, “yeah, duh”.

Harrison shook his head to focus, quickly stepping back and grabbing her shoulders, “okay… let me think”.

“It’s okay, I -“ y/n began but he shook his head.

Harrison’s eyes snapped to her’s as an idea formed in his mind, “okay, I got it”.

Y/n raised an eyebrow questioningly at him.

“Sit here” he said, pressing onto the wall of the bathtub.

“Umm what?” Y/n asked quietly, doing as he said.

“I will kneel down and we’ll get this fixed” he offered.

Y/n grinned, leaning forward and kissing him, “I love you Haz, but that’s not needed”.

Harrison rolled his eyes, “it’s not a big deal, just-“

She laughed, cupping his cheek with her hand, “it’s a TikTok prank baby”.

Harrison looked around for the camera, noticing it just as y/n pointed it out.

“You’re lucky I love you” he teased, grabbing the camera.

“Clearly” she grinned, making him blush.

Freddy Carter

“Love, I got your text, where are you?” Freddy asked as he entered their flat, setting the groceries on the floor by the front door.

“Bathroom” y/n mumbled, Freddy noticing the shyness in her voice.

“You said you need help?” He asked, knocking on the door.

“Come in please Freddy” she whispered.

Freddy opened the door, walking to her and grabbing her hand, “what’s happening?”

Y/n giggled, rubbing a hand over her face in embarrassment, “I managed to get my tampon… stuck”.

Freddy bit his lip as he watched her look up at him innocently.

She sighed with a smile, “I know”.

Freddy laughed softly, “good, well done love”.

Y/n rolled her eyes at his typical line when she made a fool of herself, and crossed her arms.

“Alright, alright “ he said, composing himself, “it’s no longer funny. How can I help love?”

Y/n bit her lip and shrugged, “it’s really stuck. I’ve tried for like twenty before texting you”.

“Pretty girl, why didn’t you call me? I would’ve come faster to help” Freddy sighed, guiding her to the toilet.

“It’s awkward” y/n mumbled.

Freddy delicately pushed her to sit down, kissing the top of her head, “no it’s not, now I’m going to need you to lower your trousers and then -“

“Freddy-“ y/n said, grabbing his hand.

Freddy looked down at her and nodded as he waited for an explanation for her hesitation.

“I really appreciate you baby, but it’s just a TikTok prank, Amita suggested it” y/n giggled, squeezing his hand.

Freddy paused for a moment, “alright, so you’re okay?”

Y/n stood up before him, kissing his cheek, “yeah, thank you”.

Freddy laughed and shook his head, “good, now help me with the groceries?”

Kaz Brekker

“Inej, no” y/n sighed, annoyed that in her drunken state Jesper convinced her to have you prank Kaz.

“Why?” Inej whined.

“Because you know how he is with touch” y/n argued firmly.

“He doesn’t have to actually touch tou, just see how he’d try to help or if he’d ignore it “ she pressed.

“Inej, no” y/n repeated, standing up and walking to Kaz’s room.

She frowned upon seeing the room was empty but she sat down at his desk anyways and grabbed the book next to her.

When Kaz entered his room, he hesitated for a moment, seeing y/n resting her head in a book on his desk.

He tried to tell himself that while her posture showed she was uncomfortable it was due to her position not what Inej told him.

Kaz wasn’t sure why Inej had told him such a personal matter in the first place, but he knew she was unusually drunk.

As y/n seemed to notice his presence, she shifted in her seat to stretch and loosen her muscles from the bad position she was in.

But Kaz took it as a sign that Inej was correct.

He sighed, slowly walking to y/n as she smiled at him.

Kaz paused just before her and his eyes ran up and down her body as he tried to think of a plan to help her without touching her.

He knew it was futile but he couldn’t ignore it either, especially after Inej went into vigorous detail about what could happen if the tampon was left inside y/n too long.

“Kaz?” Y/n asked, noticing his higher than normal level of apprehension.

“I… I don’t think I can do it y/n” Kaz sighed, his eyes on his gloved hands.

“Do, what?” She pressed, staring at him in confusion.

“Help you” he sighed, his jaw clenching in frustration with himself, “I’m not there yet”.

Y/n tilted her head to the side as she examined his eyes for any clue as to what was going on, “Kaz, I-“.

He shook his head, gripping his cane tighter, “I cannot. Inej is of no use at the moment. I will get Nina”.

She watched as Kaz turned abruptly towards his door.

“Kaz, I don’t need Nina. What are you talking about?” She asked, standing up behind him.

“Your… disposition. Inej informed me” Kaz stated, his back to her.

“My..-? Oh, Kaz, ignore her” y/n said as she caught on.

Kaz turned back to y/n, “I will not. You need help. I may not be able to but I can make sure Nina does”.

Y/n smiled and walked to him, slowly setting her hand over his on his cane to allow him the chance to pull away or stop her.

“Inej wanted me to prank you. I told her no. I guess she took it upon herself” y/n explained, smiling sympathetically at him.

“You are not at risk of poor health then?” Kaz clarified, the concern showing in his eyes.

“I mean, we live in Ketterdam so that’s a constant possibility, but no, I don’t have a tampon stuck, and no I’m not at any increased health risk Kaz” she promised.

Kaz turned his hand over to hold her’s for a moment as he nodded and let his features relax.

Y/n smiled and lead him back to his desk so he could sit.

While she wasn’t pleased Inej pushed it, she was proud of her boyfriend for finding his own way to help her.

Jesper Fahey

“You what?” Jesper asked, setting his whiskey down.

“Don’t make me repeat it” y/n groaned.

Jesper laughed and dropped his arm around her shoulders, “then let’s go”.

“Where?” She asked as he lead her through the crowd that had entered the crow’s club that night.

“To the restroom to take care of this” he shrugged.

“And how exactly are you planning on doing that Jesper?” Y/n laughed.

“Darling, you should know I’m well skilled with my hands” Jesper winked.

“Jes!” She gasped, smacking his arm.

“What?!” He feigned innocence, “you’ve seen me take apart my guns to clean them. This is not much different”.

Y/n rolled her eyes as she knew that was not what he was referring to mere seconds before.

“It is very different, thank you very much!” She argued.

Jesper smirked and shrugged as he pushed the bathroom door open after no one responded when he knocked, “you know I’m always gentle”.

Y/n grumbled, “I hate you”.

Jesper laughed, “if you say so, now stand here”.

“Jesper, stop” y/n laughed, pushing him back.

He sighed, looking into her eyes, “I’ll stop joking, but we do need to fix this”.

Y/n smiled, “it was a prank Jes”.

Jesper frowned, “you mean..”

She nodded, kissing his cheek, “thanks for helping me win the bet though!”

Jesper groaned as he followed her back out into the club, “you better split the winnings with me!”

Cardan Greenbriar

“Yes my sweet nemesis?” Cardan mumbles, glancing up from his slouched position on his lounge chair in his bedroom.

“I could use some assistance” y/n whispered.

“With?” He asks, setting his gold rimmed chalice down before standing.

“You may not be interested..” she sighs, looking away.

“I beg your pardon, you cannot truly think I would chose to not assist you” Cardan scoffs, lifting y/N’s hand to his stained lips.

“Cardan… it’s just… my tampon is stuck” y/n explains slowly.

“This is a mortal thing yes?” Cardan questions with a slight tilt of his head, the tip of his ear peaking through the curtain of his loose hair.

She nods, “which is why, I think you may need to get my sist-“.

Cardan cuts y/n off with a gentle kiss to her lips, “I understand the summation, but my Queen, I plead you let me try first on my own”.

“You’re willing to…” y/n trailed off, staring into his kind eyes.

“You need not act as if that is anything new my dear” he smirked, pulling her hand towards their adjoined bathroom.

“Cardan” She giggles, tugging him back, “it’s a prank”.

“A… prank?” He questions, staring at her.

“Basically a joke or trick for comedic purposes” y/n explains with a smile.

Cardan’s eyes darken slightly as he shakes his head, “ever the trickster aren’t you my beautiful y/n”.

She blushes as she watches him flop back onto the lounge chair and resume his drinking.

Aaron Warner (Anderson)

“Honey, I’m going to need some help in here” y/n said, knowing Aaron would rush right in.

Just as suspected, her boyfriend busted into the bathroom within seconds.

“How can I help you love?” He asked, scanning her for any injuries.

“So… ummm” she mumbled, biting her lip.

Aaron sighed tenderly, “love, don’t be shy. Not with me”.

He was being so gentle she felt bad for pranking him, but she needed to beat Kenji.

“I got a tampon stuck” she told him, eyes wide as she looked into his green eyes.

“Not a problem love,” he stated, picking her up and setting her on the bench next to the counter.

“Aaron-“ she giggled, grabbing his hand.

“It’s okay gorgeous, just lift your hips for me love” he instructed, reaching for her waistband.

“Babe, stop” She whispered, smiling at him “ it was a prank”.

Aaron furrowed his eyebrows as he stepped back and gave her a questioning look.

She bit her lip and shrugged innocently, “Kenji said that no guy would ever-“.

“You did this to prove a point to Kenji?” Aaron asked teasingly.

She nodded with a shy smile, “oops?”

Aaron chuckled and shook his head, scooping her into his arms as he began tickling her, “you’re going to pay for that my love”.

Pin Hawthorne

“I can’t right now Pin” y/n sighed, walking out of the restroom.

“Why?” He sighed, leaning against the doorframe, “it’ll be short and we’ll have dinner after”.

“I have to umm.. hang out here for a bit” She explained.

Pin squinted at her, “everyone’s left, unless you’re the horse thief I’m not sure why you’d stick around”.

Y/n scoffed and crossed her arms over her chest as she playfully glared at him.

“I’m kidding” Pin grinned, putting his palms up in the air, “but why are you staying here?”

“I have to take care of something” y/n muttered, trying to not look over at her camera she’d hidden earlier.

The girls had all agreed to try the viral tampon prank on their boyfriends this weekend and y/n decided to get it over with first.

“I own the stables y/n, I assure you that whatever Mia has you staying late for can wait” Pin sighed, expecting Mia to be the cause again this time, “regardless, I can help”.

“Not with this” She giggled nervously.

Pin pushed himself off the doorframe and walked to his girlfriend, gently interlacing their hands, “why not?”

“Pin…it’s embarrassing” She pouted.

He shrugged, “I’ve embarrassed myself countless times before you. I promise you can tell me anything”.

Y/n beamed as she looked into his warm brown eyes, “I know…”

“Then what is the matter?” He pressed hesitantly.

“My tampon is stuck” she groaned.

Pin’s cheeks flushed a crimson red color as he sucked in his bottom lip.

He forced a stiff nod, “I see”.

“Like I said, you can’t help. I tried several times and I can’t get it myself” y/n told him.

Pin raised his eyebrows as he slowly let out his bottom lip, “if you can’t reach it… perhaps… umm… perhaps I can. If you’re okay with that of course! I mean, I know I’ve only worked on horses but I think I understand the general task and I-“

Y/n giggled, reaching up to run her hand through his hair, “Pin, babe, breathe”.

Pin nodded and took a deep breath, “okay, so-“.

“No, really, baby it was a prank, I’m sorry” she explained, playing with his hair to relax him.

“What?” He whispered in shock.

“I’m sorry” she sighed, tenderly scratching his scalp, “it was Jade’s idea. It’s a TikTok trend people do with their boyfriends”.

Pin closed his eyes for a second as he suppressed a large grin, but his dimples face him away, “boyfriend”.

Y/n giggled, cuddling up against him, “yes Pin, boyfriend”.

Austin Butler

“Ugh” y/n griped as she stomped through her and Austin’s house.

Austin set his script aside as he started questioningly at his girlfriend.

He waited to see if she’d explain why she was having a fit but as she began digging in her purse while still muttering he gave up.

“Angel? What’s going on? Why are you so grumpy?” He smirked, standing up to walk to her.

“I’m not grumpy Austin” She argued, rolling her eyes.

“Mmm okay” He laughed, “tell that to the pen you threw”.

She groaned, running a hand down her face as she plopped into the dining room chair next to her.

“Y/n/n, angel come on, talk to me” Austin requested, kneeling next to her.

She shook her head, wrapping her arms around herself.

Austin sighed and pulled her chair leg slowly to bring her closer, “please”.

“I can’t” she mumbled.

“Love, we talked about communication” He reminded her, his hand resting on her knee.

She let out a loud sigh before nodding and looking at him, “my tampon is stuck Austin “.

Austin laughed making her shove him playfully as she pouted .

He shook his head, cupping her face in his hands, “angel, that’s an easy fix. You had me worried”.

Y/N’s eyes widened, “I already tried though, I can’t get it”.

Austin nodded, pulling her head delicately to him as he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, “that’s where I step in”.

She smiled and shook her head, looking to the camera against the planter.

“Angel, I know it might be awkward but it’s gotta come out” Austin said, squeezing her hand encouragingly.

“Aus” She giggled, pointing to the camera resting on their planter, “it was just a TikTok prank!”

Austin laughed loudly as he helped y/n stand up and pulled her to him, “I’ll get you back for that you know”.

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[the1975attheirverybest]

Education

Lesson #2: Friends Help Friends Cum.

A/N: this wasn’t supposed to be posted until next week. But , I think in light of the current state of Twitter, we could all use a reset. So, here you go. warnings: smut.

"Wanna get the fuck outta here?" Matty walked straight up to her in the crowded room, drink in one hand, a blunt in the other.

She all but jumped out of her skin. "Holy shi- hello to you, too!" All this time and self-restraint she'd wasted trying to avoid him, not keep her eyes on his every move or watch his every interaction at the party, not think about his hand between her legs the other night, his voice encouraging her, his touch lighting her up, he has ruined it all in 5 seconds.

"Seriously, this party's kinda depressing. Wanna go someplace else?"

"Did you have somewhere in mind?"

Matty shrugged, "not really. could be out on the front steps for all I care. Just- something about being surrounded by all of this" He waved his armed in no specific shape or direction, "it's just- sad."

she nodded. Matty took her by surprise when he grabbed her hand and led her, confidently, through the crowd. She was devastated. She never imagined herself to be such a cliche. The whole "inexperienced, bumbling idiot catches feelings for the bad boy who occasionally sleeps with her" thing is such a tried and tired trope. And, yet, here she finds herself, sweating through her top because he's holding her hand when he didn't necessarily NEED to. She always thought if she were to make a fool of herself over a boy, she’d at least be original about it. But the truth is that her experience is one she shares with all the women in his phone.

***

"I have to say, I never thought I'd see the day that Matty Healy willingly leaves a party early." She took a sip of the drink he'd brought with him, passing the glass back to him. "I mean, we're literally four feet away, on the stairs, but still."

Matty laughed softly, looking up at the sky and considering her words, as if an answer were written in the nights stars. After a moment's pause, he simply shrugged. "Just trying to grow up, I guess."

"That's-"

"Pathetic ?"

"Hot, actually." the words that left her mouth surprised her. She blushed instantly, internally kicking herself for being so careless with her tongue. If Matty was thrown off, he didn't show it.

"I thought you liked my, umm- wait, what did you always used to call it?"

"Sophisticated dickhead act." she reminded him. It sounded more like condemnation.

"Ah, yes! ‘Sophisticated dickhead.’ that's it."

"You pulled it off beautiful, don't get me wrong. But, doing the difficult thing and being a responsible adult, that's...gonna get you so laid."

They both laughed.

"Speaking of getting laid." Matty quirked an eyebrow, looking at her suggestively. "I'm just the right amount of sad, horny, and stoned. Wanna go somewhere?"

"My place."

***

“Lay down for me?” Matty adjusted the pillows on the bed, fluffing them up so they’d be comfortable for her. She blanked for a moment. Focusing a little too much on the “for me.”

“yes- okay.”

“thanks, Darling.”

Oh, she was so in for it. Desperate for a change of topic, she said the first thing that popped into her head. “So, what’d you have in mind for today?”

Matty giggled. “You make it sound so clinical.”

“well, we’re not exactly, making love or anything.” She regretted the words as soon as they left her mouth. Matty hesitated for a moment, his brows curled. “No, I guess we’re not- anyway, I, umm, was going to ask you if you like getting head?”

Now, that, was a swift transition. “I- uhh- sorry, what?”

“do you like it when guys go down on you?” He asked, bluntly, yet again.

“I, uhhh. No. Sorry.” She squirmed away in embarrassment. “No, don’t apologize! I’m glad I asked first!”

unprompted, she began to offer up all sorts of explanations. “It’s always boring. Either doesn’t feel pleasurable at all, or feels kinda gross like they’re drooling on me or something. And then there’s that weird feeling of guilt. Like- like, they’re at least trying so I have to be nice about it. I can’t tell them to stop, can I? So- umm…I just end up faking it to get them to quit.”

“Oh, I see.”

“what?” She could see a look on his face that she wasn’t able to read. “Nothing, nothing.”

“Matty, tell me!”

“It- well, it just sounds like these guys didn’t know what they were doing. And- I mean, if we were to do it, I would never make you have to fake it.”

“oh, really? Is that so?” She smiled, mildly intrigued by the idea. “yeah, I mean- this is, like, the wankiest shit I’ve ever said- I don’t mean to mansplain the female orgasm to you- I just- I’ve had great reviews is what I’m saying. But, I don’t wanna push it. If you say you don’t like it, then you don’t like it. We’ll just do something else-“

“no, no. Hold on a minute. I wanna try.”

“you do?”

“yeah, I mean, that’s the point of this-“ she stuttered for a moment, “this sex education course…”

“Is that what we’re calling it, then?” Matty chuckled, making her wonder if he meant anything by this question. Did he want it to be what they’re doing? Did he not? “Alright, let’s give it a try. But if you feel uncomfortable or change your mind at any moment, you let me know and we’ll stop, okay?”

she smiled, nodding. “if you’re too overwhelmed to speak in the moment, just squeeze my hand three times and I’ll stop. Okay? That’ll be our signal.”

*** She couldn’t deny it. Matty was right. He knew exactly what he was doing. Of course, as she’d suspected, it was all in the foreplay. The way he’d delicately touched her, whispered into her ear every single obscene thought that he looked forward to “showing” her and “teaching” her. The way his hands grazed past her nipples, ran down her legs. Hover over her thighs. She was already wet before his tongue had even touched her. “Relax, darling. Don’t worry about a thing, yeah? No pressure.” There was that ‘darling’ again. At long last, he dipped his head between her thighs, licking into her. She gasped, her body raising slightly, before Matty’s firm grip over her waist kept her in place. Something about his strong arm pinning her down so effortlessly stirred desire within her, so when she felt his mouth at work again, she had to bite her lip to keep from screaming. “Holy shit! Matty- I- ahh”

Soon, she’d abandoned the idea of remaining quiet. She was begging and moaning for him. Matty pulled away from her with an obscene slurping sound. “How’re we doing, honey? Still feeling good? Havin fun?”

she appreciated the check in but she also desperately wanted him to shut the fuck up and get back to eating her out.

“Yes, yes, yes. Fine. Fun. Just please-“ her hand reached for his hair, shoving him back down. She imagined that he was smiling. *** ”hey, you look…all blissed out. So it wasn’t fake then?” Matty grinned down at her as she struggled to catch a breath after her orgasm. “Absolutely not.”

“good to know.” He winked. “Okay, now your turn.” She sat up on her elbows, looking at him with anticipation.

“what?” He laughed nervously. “you scratch my back; I scratch yours. Drop your jeans, Healy. Let’s go.”

“we don’t have to do that right now, you know. It’s not a transaction. That’s not the point-“

“I want to. Please? C’mon. Unless you’re not in the mood, then-“

“For you? Im always in the mood.”

*** “Fuckin hell, baby. So good for- just relax your jaw- open up a bit more, that’s it.” Matty mumbled something under his breath, his head tipped backwards, his eyes clothes. “Fuckin perfecttt.”

She felt her breathing flatten, fighting the urge to move her mouth, she kept going, even attempting, at one point, to surprise him and take more of him into her mouth. Unfortunately, her eagerness was not reflected in her gag reflex.

Matty’s eyes shot open, looking down at her. “You alright? Gosh, why did you do that for. I didn’t say you needed to!”

“sorry, sorry, I’m fine! I just thought- I don’t know what I thought.” She look downwards, still heaving and coughing, and now embarrassed. Matty reached over and wiped at the drool with the back of his hand. “Good students follow instructions. Just do as I say, will you?”

she nodded. “You wanna keep going?”

“yeah” as soon as she opened her mouth back up, she realized that she did, not, in fact want to keep going. She reached for his hand and squeezed it three times, instantly getting his attention. “what? What is it, baby?”

“jaw is tired. Don’t wanna do this anymore.”

He pulled away immediately. “Alright. That okay. Thanks for telling me.”

***

“so, how’s that jaw?”

she rolled her eyes. “It’s fine, Matty! Just like the last five times you asked.”

“And your knees?” His arms squeezed her closer to his side. “my knees never hurt in the first place. Cuz you set down a pillow and all.”

“okay. Just makin sure.”

“You don’t have to worry about me. Your dick is not that powerful. You ah end broken me.”

Matty chuckled, shaking his head. “Alright, let’s go to sleep then.” He turned his back towards her for a moment, to turn out the bedside lamp. “Hey, what are we?” He asked, flicking the switch off. The darkness hid her shocked and confused expression. “What?”

“I mean, I know I’m showing you all these things…but, I guess I never know if that’s all it is?”

“w-what do you mean?” Her heart drummed with anticipation. He feels it, too. He thinks about it, too. It’s not all in her head. “I mean, I never know where the boundaries are…like, am I allowed to kiss you? Like when we greet each other and stuff?” He paused for a moment. “Nah, that would get too confusing, wouldn’t it? Guess I just answered my own question, didn’t I? We’re friends. Friends don’t kiss. Yeah?”

“y- umm- right. Yeah. Friends don’t kiss.”

“okay. Glad we cleared that up. Goodnight.” he rolled over on his side, eventually falling asleep. Leaving her wide awake right by his side.

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[the-hole-in-terzos-shoe]

Cast Out

Papa Emeritus III (Terzo) x Fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, mentions of binding, mythical creatures, idk it's mostly pretty sappy

Word Count: 6.8k

It's finally here! For some reason I really hit a wall with the smut and it slowed me down, ALAS I hope you enjoy Miss Reader falling terribly in love with the angel she found in Primo's garden 🥰

Photo credit: @nabizboslugu

You stand nearly frozen, peeking your head out from behind a shrub, frightened as you stare at the massive heap of black feathers curled up in the garden maze. Unable to look away, you watch as the figure shakes with angry tears, punching the ground hard enough to feel like an earthquake. You can't make out much about them, just seeing a shred of pale skin here and there, and that raven black hair... darker even than the dusty black wings.

"H-hello..." you stutter out, not even sure what your own tone meant. The figure stops; facing away from you, they continue their heavy breathing, perhaps trying to calm down. Their wings lower slightly giving you a better look at their profile: short dark hair that fell just above the ears, sharp jawline, and muscular shoulders. They cut their eyes at you, whether to look at you without turning or out of anger you aren't sure.

In what is likely a stupid move, you step out from behind the bush that had been keeping you safe, "Hey... Are you okay?"

The huge black wings curl around the figure in a protective manner, and he turns slightly to you. Still at a distance from him, you can't make out his features perfectly, but he looks handsome despite the scowl, and you catch a twinkle of something in his left eye.

You hold your hands out to him like you would to an injured animal and take a step forward; he immediately recoils. "I- I'm sorry..." you whisper, staggering back to where you started. Tears start to well up in your eyes. 𝘚𝘰 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴.

You think about turning away to go get help when you hear a raspy, "You're scared, too." You can't tell if it's a statement or a question. You look back up, finally making eye contact, seeing the white eye for certain this time.

"Yes, I am, but I won't hurt you. I just want to help you," you tell him honestly, with as clear a voice as you can muster.

"That's... brave. Talking to a 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 like me." He cringes at the word. "I used to be beautiful..." he utters quietly to himself.

"Don't call yourself that! I mean- it's just- you're not a creature... You're quite lovely," sure enough, this little encounter has you blushing as you step closer to him again. "Is there anything I can do to help you? You're not hurt, are you?" you offer before any awkward silence has a chance to settle in.

"No, no, I am alright. I'm not even sure what I need. It's been a long time since I've been on Earth," he looks at the ground forlornly.

"What exactly does that mean, umm?" You inquire his name, sitting on your knees near him.

"Oh, uhhh, Alessandro," he supplies.

"Alessandro..." you try the name out on your tongue before replying with your own. "So were you somewhere else?"

"Sì, I was. I, uhh-" he looks away from you, like he doesn't want to disappoint you. "You will think I'm pazzo."

You giggle at his Italian, having picked up a little from working in the church, especially around Primo and Secondo. "You're not crazy. The church here that I'm a part of... We believe in some pretty, um, unconventional things. Why do you think I didn't just run screaming in the other direction?"

That pulls a small chuckle from him before he bites his lip, really looking you over for the first time, "You're very lovely, too, cara."

Blushing yet again, you refocus the conversation, "So where were you before you came here?"

"Heaven," Alessandro answers bluntly.

"Heaven? Are- are you?"

"Un angelo caduto? Sì."

"Wow..." With your eyes wide, you have about a million questions you want to ask the man in front of you, but only one comes to mind, "Do you want to go inside?!"

He seems a little taken aback by your question.

"In the church," you gesture towards the towering brick spires of the building overlooking the gardens. "You can stay with us, and Secondo will know just what to do to help you."

"S-Secondo?" he has an outwardly confused look at the name, meaning "second."

"Yes, Papa Secondo and his brother Primo. They'll help you. I've only read about fallen angels before, but rumor has it that they've met some," you had taken on quite an academic tone, happy that your studies had finally paid off.

"Their names are First and Second?" the angel grumbles to himself.

You continue rambling while he is stuck in his thoughts, but he is promptly pulled away from his musings when you place your hands on his cheeks. The intense eye contact shared between you silencing both of you.

"Do you wanna go inside?" You repeat your question in a shy whisper this time.

The thought of going anywhere other than where you were going seems less appealing to the angel. "Sì, I'll go with you." His mismatched eyes continue to search yours until you try to help him stand.

You're certainly met with an eyeful as you're reminded that he is, in fact, naked. "Oh, umm," you mumble, covering your face with your hands like a child, "Here, take this." You use one hand to slip off the veil of your habit off your head.

"Oh... How should I?"

"Just hold it!" you demand, carefully uncovering your eyes to see Alessandro holding your veil in front of his nudity. You quickly help him tie it around his hips, before leading him into the monestary you call home.

• • •

After a quick stop by the Siblings' quarters to drape him in some proper robes, your next stop is Secondo's door. The leader of the ministry was rarely in his office, so you head straight to his suite.

A loud knock on the door is met with "Fuck off!"

Another insistent knock. And another response, "Who is it?! What could possibly be so important?"

The grim man swings the door open, face paint smudged and in a robe. 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘚𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳--𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭--𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘥. He opens his mouth to berate you for bothering him, but he stops cold when he sees Alessandro.

They both immediately notice the shared white iris.

"Fratellino?" Secondo whispers to the angel, still in shock. He straightens up, taking in a sharp breath, signature scowl returning to his face, "You must come with me."

"No!" the angel yells, shocking even himself. "Not without her," he declares, grabbing your hand.

"Nonsense. The things we have to discuss... Well, they're bigger than her, frankly." He doesn't mean to be offensive; he's just straightforward--kind of to a fault.

"I don't know you. Why would I go with you? She's gone out of her way to make me welcome here, 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰," he cuts at Secondo. You'd never seen anyone talk to him that way. Papa's eyes widen like he might take the angel's head clean off his shoulders, but he concedes. This issue is bigger than you, after all.

"Fine. The Sorella can come." He huffs before storming off; Alessandro never let go of your hand as you follow Papa, who quickly beats a coded knock on Primo's door before leading you both to some kind of meeting hall.

Sitting in silence at the long table, you squeeze the angel's hand, letting him know everything will be okay.

"What is it, fratello? Is Nihil- Oh," Primo enters, immediately noticing the elephant in the room.

His black wings towering over the back of the ornate chair he sat in, Alessandro asks, "You must be Primo?" Perhaps trying to make a better impression than he had with Secondo.

"Sì, and your name?" The older man extends his arm across the table for a handshake.

"Alessandro."

"Ahh, Alessandro. Nice to meet you, fratellino. And Sorella, good to see you, as well." He cut a questioning look at Secondo.

"Our fallen angel here insisted on bringing her," the antipope gruffly explains.

"Well, it's nice to have a friend, sì? As long as our Sister of Sin can keep a secret?" Primo was always softer than Secondo felt he should be; they balance each other out in this way.

• • •

"You're all fallen angels?!" you blurt out, this being the first time you've spoken the whole meeting.

"Sì, Sorella, what do you think makes Papas special, sets them apart from other humans?" Primo gently explains. "Lucifer chooses the one most likely to dissent from God, just as he did, and places us at the head of his church." Both you and Alessandro feel like your heads are spinning, him because he's just found out why he was cast out of heaven, and you because you feel like you've learned about some secret ancient order.

"Well, with the new Papa sent for us, I suppose we'll need to get him ready for ascension, which is good, because I was getting ready to retire, eh, fratello?" Secondo jokes to Primo.

The angel grabs your hand tightly under the table, overwhelmed. His first day on Earth and now he'll be the leader of some Satanic church?

"Actually, that's perfect," Secondo continues, gesturing to your clasped hands, "La Sorella can help you with your new face paints while Primo and I discuss this with Sister Imperator. Glad you've finally arrived, 𝘛𝘦𝘳𝘻𝘰." The figurehead pats the angel on the shoulder before him and his older brother make their exit.

"I have to have one of those stupid names now?" His eyes are able to search yours for the first time since meeting his brothers.

"Well... I think Terzo sounds much nicer than Primo and Secondo. Rolls off the tongue, nicely." The compliment at least attempts to make him feel better about all this. "I had no idea you would be our next Papa when I brought you in here. I'm sorry if you don't want it-"

"Shhh... Clearly this place means a lot to you, cara mia, and my God didn't care enough to keep me in the place that meant so much to me. Maybe your Dark Lord has a better plan for me, sì? Besides... What did Primo say? It's nice to have a friend." His hands caress yours.

"You shouldn't do this just for me. You should only do it if you want to." It's important you let him know that; you didn't want to clip his wings, so to speak.

"I can't describe it... But I trust in you. Maybe I'm meant to do something great here, sì?" You can't deny the hopeful look in his eyes as he thinks about his future here.

• • •

You sit across from Terzo at his vanity in his new papal suite; it had been prepared for a long time, the brothers had been expecting another fallen angel. It is kind of stuffy in the room since it hadn't been used a lot, but a few open windows help it to feel more fresh.

The angel sits, wringing his hands together staring at the little pans of black and white face paint before him. The thought of covering such a beautiful face... now that's a sin. "I don't know... I think it should be, erm, softer than theirs. It seems they really embraced the scary thing with their looks." You can tell it's a half hearted effort from the man in front of you; he's clearly still having reservations about all this, but you'll do your best to make him feel at home, to make him the best Papa he can be. It feels like a lot of responsibility for one Sister of Sin.

"Okay, so, maybe no teeth like Secondo?" you posit.

"No teeth. And clean lines, unlike Primo."

"What if we give it sharp angles? It'll make you intimidating but not scary."

"Like that?" He points at the stained glass window over the claw footed bathtub. It's an art deco style abstract design; clearly this room was added on after the rest of the abbey, but it's still antique. It makes you wonder how long they've been expecting this new angel, and how old Primo and Secondo actually are...

"Yes, like that! Do you like that?" Your excitement over making a new Papa fights with your concern for how he's feeling.

A small smile cracks on his lips, "Sì, I do like it. I think it looks..."

"Cool?!"

He chuckles at your childlike wonder, "Sì, 'cool,' I suppose. As I said, I trust you, cara mia."

Now, you were no expert artist, and neither was he, but after about an hour of passing the brush back and forth and about a million makeup remover wipes, you had some kind of product.

"What do you think, Ale- Terzo?"

He stops looking in the mirror for a second to give you a playful side eye, "AleTerzo, eh? A new nickname already? I joke, tesoro. You can call me Alessandro if you like, I don't want to lose my old self entirely."

The thought is actually kind of sad, but he's handling it so well.

"What do you think, cara?" His fingertips on your jaw pulling you from your thoughts.

"Alessandro... I think it looks so good," your eyes admire all the hard work you had both put in on his face, "It's totally different from the other Papas, but the dark eyes really bring out your scowl, and the angles on your jaw and hair line certainly bring out your best features... Leaves something to be desired. The other Siblings of Sin are going to freak out when they meet you."

He's happy to be covered in paint so his blush isn't so evident after your tirade of compliments. "There are others like you?" he asks innocently.

"Oh yes, lots! They'll be your biggest fans."

"Fans?"

"You know, like supporters. They'll scream and cheer for you, applauding your name every time you enter the room," you grin at him, already proud of all the things he'll accomplish.

"Oh," he can't help the smile on his face, blush creeping up to his ears. "I shouldn't be so prideful. It's not good to sin."

"This place is all about sin," you urge, grabbing his hands, "Be as prideful as you want, and you'll fit in well here, Papa."

Calling him by his soon-to-be title did nothing but stroke his ego, but he may have also felt some heat gathering in his thighs hearing it come from you.

• • •

The next few weeks were almost a blur, as your days were packed to the brim with preparing Terzo for his new role: fittings for new suits and vestments, of course this was preceded by Secondo teaching his new brother how to bind his wings so no one would know about them, practicing speeches, getting better and better at doing his face paints, learning prayers and rituals. He had to become an expert on Satanism in no time at all, but he constantly reminded you that he would be fine with you at his side; you had sort of become his personal assistant unofficially.

Oh, and the whisperings around the halls of the ministry run rampant. Secondo had already announced his retirement, and Sister Imperator made it known that there was already a new Papa being prepped for ascension.

Ghouls twitch about with excitement, but of course the Siblings can't help but run their mouths.

"What do you think he'll look like? Do you think he'll be hot? Hopefully better looking than Secondo."

"No way, no one could ever be sexier than our Papa Secondo!"

"Maybe he'll have hair..."

That last one made you snort as you passed by the group of chattering friends.

"Well I heard he came from another Abbey! They've been hiding him away for a long time. Maybe we should reach out to see if our extended family knows anything!"

"Oh who cares where he came from? What matters is where he's going, which is hopefully to bed with all of us!!"

They all squealed with giggles at the thought.

However, some of these comments came directed at you with your closest friends knowing something is up:

"You're never on your duties anymore, you get up early, you come to bed late, and you never say a thing about where you are all day!!"

"You've seen him haven't you, the new Papa?!"

"Ohhh I bet she's his new Prime Mover or something! Is he good in bed?!"

"Will you guys shut up?!" you yell at them, hopelessly trying to cover the flush on your cheeks.

"Satanas, it's true! Look at those rosy cheeks!"

"He must be dreamy if he caught your attention, prude!"

Your friend catches an elbow in the side for that one.

"Listen, I can't say anything," you start in your best gossip-y voice, "but perhaps the rumors aren't too far off. Except for that last one about me, that was very off base."

The small Senior Siblings lounge fills with fits of laughter and excited anticipation over this mystery man.

• • •

"Cara, I don't know if I can do this," your new Papa grabs your hand, moments from the metaphorical curtain going up.

"All week you've been so excited about meeting everyone, where did that go?" you coo softly to him, trying to soothe his nerves while picking a piece of lint from his vestments.

He addresses you by name, a serious look in his two-toned eyes, "What if they don't like me?"

"Trust me, Papa, they're going to love you."

You calling that always does something to him, and he pulls you impossibly close to him with an arm around your waist. He lingers on your lips for a moment but thinks better of it, instead leaning his forehead to yours, noses touching, his eyes are the only thing you can see.

"They loved Secondo didn't they? And you know how gruff he can be," you attempt to reassure him again, drawing a breathy laugh from him.

He holds you like that for a while, relishing in the peace you always bring him, "Thank you, amore. I couldn't do any of this without you."

"Oh hush. You're Papa Emeritus III now, you can do anything!"

"But you made me into Papa. Your Papa. Just how you'd like your leader to be."

Pink starts to creep up your neck; you guess he has a point, "I just did what's best for the ministry."

"Maybe you should be Papa then, no?" He giggles at you.

"No no," his flattery getting to your cheeks again, "You were sent for us, remember? That makes you special. I'm just a Sister of Sin, and I'll get lost in the sea of Siblings once you meet all of them..."

"Shh! How could you say that? You will always stand out to me, tesoro," his hand cups the back of your head, feeling your soft hair. You both close your eyes.

"Alessandro..." You can feel his breath on your face.

𝘒𝘕𝘖𝘊𝘒 𝘒𝘕𝘖𝘊𝘒 𝘒𝘕𝘖𝘊𝘒! "Two minutes!"

The loud bang and Sister Imperator's cold voice pushes you about a mile apart. Terzo looks at you with a wicked grin and giggles like a school girl.

"What?!" you ask pointedly, trying to get your nerves settled, as you smoothe down your habit and veil.

"You are Papa now, see?" he starts snickering as you look in the mirror of his dressing room. Sure enough, there was white paint on your forehead and black at the tip of your nose.

Grabbing a makeup wipe and scrubbing your face, "Satanas! We have got to start setting your face with powder."

Less than a minute later, some ghouls enter the room in their new silver masks to lead Papa out to the chapel's altar. You quickly slip his mitre over his jet black hair, and wish him luck before he exits the room.

Even from the little dressing room behind the stage, you hear the eruption of clapping and shouts. You sit in the room alone for a moment, taking it all in. Likely, you'll go back to your regular duties after this; after all, you'd only been included in the plans because you'd been the one to find him in the garden, and the upper clergy wanted as few people involved as possible.

𝘔𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥. You take a deep breath and leave the little space, heading to the back of the chapel to watch the new Papa take his reign.

Man, he far exceeds your expectations. He works the crowd beautifully, reaching down to take Siblings' hands, kissing some knuckles here and there, and he takes his time with it. He doesn't rush in, and perhaps that only makes him more alluring. Through his speech and greetings, he is surprisingly charismatic, though you suppose it peeked through in little ways when he was with you.

Among the chatter, you heard Siblings gawking over how hot he is, how they can't wait for their chance to warm his bed, some even saying they might use alone time in the confessional to their advantage. Hiding a laugh, you think 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯. You can only imagine how Alessandro will handle those kinds of comments. 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. And there it is: the familiar pang of jealousy in your stomach.

The thought wouldn't leave your mind. Of course everyone else talked about getting into bed with him, but it hadn't crossed your mind about him actually wanting that. You can't help it; you need to leave. Although you're incredibly proud of how far he's come, you don't want to ruin his first night as Papa Emeritus III with this stupid little crush.

• • •

As Terzo enters his rooms, he calls for you, "Cara mia! Tonight was excellent! Did you have a great time?" He leans back on the heavy wooden chamber door and is met with silence. "Piccolina?"

Normally, you always wait for him in his suite after your long days working. Why should today be any different?

He calls out your name, moving into his bedroom, then his bathroom looking for you. His eye catches the stained glass above the tub. "Where is she?" he asks the window as if it would respond.

His mind starts racing, thinking back to when he'd last seen you. It dawns on him that he hadn't seen you at dinner, and he'd been so overwhelmed with the crowd in the chapel that he would hardly remember any of their faces. Was the dressing room really the last time?

Terzo rushes over to the heavy wooden door again swinging it open, but he stops dead in his tracks when he realizes he has no idea where to look for you.

"Hey! Ghoul!" He isn't good with their names yet. "Could you please send for my dear assistant? I can't find her anywhere. Oh, and please bring leftovers from the kitchen, too."

The Ghoul quickly heads off, grateful that the new Papa at least says please when asking something.

• • •

Quickly being carted into Papa's room by a Ghoul had you nervous. 𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮?

Through the door, Terzo comes into view, pacing back and forth across his living space. Suddenly you're made very aware of the fact that you're only in your night gown and robe. "Papa, I'm sorry I'm not in my habit, it just seemed so urgent, and I didn't wanna keep you wait-"

"Shush, il mio bambino," he quiets you, scooping you into a hug, "You know I don't care about those habits. I may make it a rule to get rid of them. I'm just happy you're okay, tesoro." He steps back, looking you over for bruises and scratches as if you were an injured animal, "Where did you go this evening? You weren't at dinner, and you weren't in my room when I got back."

"I, uhh," you start, looking down at the floor, "I wasn't feeling well, so I just went back to my room... Besides..." Your face scrunches up, trying not to tear up. You were going to miss working with him all the time, you'd grown so close over these weeks.

"Besides, what, piccolina?" his face cups your cheek; he longs to look into your eyes again.

"Well, it's... it's not really my place to wait in your chambers anymore. I'm sure they'll be assigning you a new assistant soon. A real one who knows what they're doing."

"Tesoro, who ever said a word about getting a new assistant?" he demands, picking your chin up with his index finger.

"No one. It's just the way things are around here. People get assigned to jobs or committees when they're needed, then reassigned when the job is done. Now that everyone knows you're Papa, you don't need me anymore." Tears threaten to spill down your cheeks, but Terzo is quick to wipe them away, snatching off his white cotton glove to do the trick.

"How many times must I tell you, amore, I'm stronger with you by my side?" The look he bores into you is almost too much to take, but it means he's serious. "I'm Papa now, so you stay where I choose."

Clearly understanding the power of his new position, he holds you close, letting you know you won't go anywhere if you don't want to.

"Thank you, Alessandro," your voice comes muffled from where you held your head against his chest, the thump of his heart calming you down.

"Please, tesoro, come sit. You need to eat."

You peek over his shoulder at the spread on the little coffee table by the couch.

You sniffle a little before apologizing, "I'm sorry I missed your first dinner as Papa."

"Nonsense, we have dinner now, and I'm still Papa!" His goofy tone made you laugh as you relaxed into the plush furniture. "Please, eat. I must get out of these clothes." His words left no room for argument, but you did like the thought of him getting out of his clothes... Besides, you knew exactly what that looked like from your first meeting. You fight the heat coming to your face by stuffing your mouth with food, and Satanas, it's so good; you're so grateful Terzo thought to have this brought up for you.

You had probably taken down half the plate by the time he saunters back into the room, papal robes discarded, wearing nothing but a pair of silk pajama pants hanging low on his hips; even the paint is gone.

"Excuse my appearance, cara, my wings couldn't take the binding anymore," he explains, getting comfortable next to you on the couch, "and my skin can hardly take anymore of that paint!"

You both share a laugh, before you remind him, "Secondo says you'll get used to it, give it some time, pretty boy." Your eyes stray from his face, carefully observing the tone of his muscles and the dusting of dark hair across his chest, leading south to-

"So you think I'm pretty, eh?"

"It's just a saying," you mumble, trying to brush him off.

"Ah, but you said it, no?" His argument barely makes sense, but he still has a smug grin on his face. "I think you are pretty, amore mio, così bella..." His eyes are practically burning into your soul as he pesters you. "At least I can be honest about it," he tuts his tongue at you.

"Fine!! You're pretty! Are you happy now?!" you nearly explode at him.

Cheekily, he leans over, laying his head in your lap and looking up at you. It was a miracle you didn't take a wing to the face. "Sì."

"𝘚𝘪," you mimic him, sticking your tongue out.

"Ahhh, la ragazza dà la lingua ora, sì?" (Ahhh, the girl gives tongue now, yes?) He bites his lip, which definitely draws your attention to them.

"Non a ragazzini stupidi, no," you fire back. (Not to stupid little boys, no.)

"Bella mia..." the surprise and excitement in Alessandro's eyes is undeniable, "tu parli italiano?" (You speak Italian?)

"Un po', sì." (A little, yes.)

"Mmm, dovrò vedere cos'altro può fare quella lingua," he jabs at you, sitting up in front of you, one eyebrow quirked up. (Mmm, I'll have to see what else that tongue can do.)

There's a notable silence as you flush a deep red color at that remark. For the second time that night, your faces are only centimeters from one another, and Terzo doesn't intend to miss his chance this time. Gently, his fingers curl into the locks of hair just behind your ears, tilting your head back ever-so-slightly before closing the space between your lips, his nose nuzzling against yours.

Your eyes flutter closed, and your hands nervously fumble for his skinny little waist. The kiss is soft and sweet, but it sparks a fire between you.

Taking your time, your hands slide up the slope of his back, nimble fingers making contact with the base of his wings. His breath hitches in his throat as your angel pulls off of you, not going very far though.

"I'm sorry, Alessandro..." your apology is whispered.

"No, bella, is okay. Continua così," he pants out, his lips soon back on yours.

With a delicate touch, your hands explore his wings once again, the dusty black feathers soft but strong beneath your digits. It seems like Terzo staves off a moan as he moves to straddle your lap, warm hands returning to your face.

One of your hands continues gliding itself across the massive appendages cocooning you both while the other threads itself in the short black hair at the nape of his neck. Curling your fingers tightly in his locks earns a whimper from the man on top of you; it sounds needy and has that fire in you moving toward your core.

Finally, after making him wait so patiently, you open your hot mouth to him, letting him know 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 what your tongue can do. As the raven haired man presses himself closer against you, you find his desire has already manifested itself as his cock stands at attention in the loose silk pants, pressed between your bellies. He wraps his arms around your shoulders, needing to feel as close to you as possible, even digging his nails into your skin a bit as he works your robe off your shoulders.

It was only when you both could no longer breath that Alessandro broke the kiss, opting instead to attack your neck with his open-mouthed lust. Immediately drawing a sigh from you, your grip on his hair tightens. Unable to take your lust-blown eyes off the beautiful feathers your fingers tangled in, it took one word falling off your lips to make your new antipope come undone, "...Papa..."

In a snap, Terzo had you pulled up off the couch and already walking you backwards to his bedroom. Your knees hit the back of the bed, but before you can fall, soft fingertips slide the thin straps of your gown down your form, leaving you bare in front of him. "Bellissima..."

You lean up, kissing him slowly but kind of sloppy. Pressing your hands to his chest, your mouth starts it's descent, leaving hot open mouthed kisses and love bites trailing down from his jaw, his neck, his shoulder, following his happy trail until your warm breath traces over the waistband of his tented pajamas. Your knees form depressions in the lush carpet, while your fingernails drag at the silk separating you from him. He looks down at you with so much anticipation, hand cupping in your hair, as you start to palm him through the thin fabric.

Seeing your face nuzzle up against his sex drags a groan from him, a small wet spot forming at his tip. Freeing his erection at last, your mouth quickly envelops him, tongue swirling around the tip before taking it as deep as you can while your hand works the base of his shaft. Terzo huffs out a breath, wings really showcasing how much he relaxed at the sensation. He fights the compulsion to move his hips, although the warm wet of your mouth feels so divine on him.

"I finally see why Satan rewards sin so fruitfully, Sorella..." That phrase really made it sound like he'd embraced his role as Papa. "I may see stars if you don't stop."

With that, you leave him with a lewd pop, a harsh juxtaposition to his poetic words. The pad of his thumb wipes the saliva from your swollen lips, and he pulls you to your feet and into a fiery kiss, tasting a hint of himself on you. Another groan flutters from his vocal chords when you feel feathers pressings against your curves. Wings caress you carefully, almost protectively, as the soft plumes tickle your nude form.

Unfortunately their warmth leaves you, but it's quickly replaced by Terzo hooking your knee over his hip so he can walk you back onto the soft bed. Soon as your head hits the pillow, your lover finds his place beside you, hands exploring the folds he so desperately wanted to familiarize himself with. As his middle finger softly flicks over your clit, it elicits a jolt from your muscles, and Alessandro delights in bringing you such pleasure.

Your arms wind around his neck, hands finding themselves in his soft hair once again, while his fingers tease at your entrance, sliding a digit in only a knuckle deep. Your wanton moan lets him know you need more, and he obliges, diving his finger in to the hilt. Before long, he's adding another one; he just can't help but want to pull more of those beautiful sounds from you. His roaming eyes stop on yours and you end up locked in a heated make out, muffling your whines and moans against him.

Already wanting more, your hand trails down his form, lightly scratching at his neck, his chest, his abdomen, before fingers hungrily grasp his hard length. Now it's his turn to moan. He hadn't realized how neglected that area was until you start pumping your hand lazily up and down, up and down.

You could almost stay happy like that, masturbating one another, but you both know it won't suffice. Another moment lingers until Terzo is pushing your knees apart, making room to reside between your legs.

Now on top of you, lips hardly ever leaving you, you're both gasping as he grinds his sex against yours. Noticing the black cocoon of feathers around you once again, you reach out for them, brushing your fingers through some individual blades. It causes the man above you to furrow his brows with his jaw dropping open and eyes nearly rolling back.

"Please, amore," he begs, head falling right next to your ear, "let me make love to you."

Feeling him fill you earns him probably the neediest moan that's ever left you; it just feels so good, his hardness pressing against your walls so deliciously. You want him so badly you don't even want time to adjust, simply urging him on with a heel pressed to his lower back.

Intimacy had never felt so... intimate before. With one of his hands laced with yours, and the other cradling your head, never letting it hit the pillow, you'd never felt so close to someone, so vulnerable yet so cared for. It's as if he's locked in a trance worshipping you.

His lips trace the softest kisses across your collarbone, heightening you sensitivity there, before nipping lightly with his teeth. It causes your legs to tighten around his waist, only motivating him to move his hips against you with more fervor. Your free hand scratches at his back, holding a death grip at the base of his wing when the tip of his cock drags across that sweet spot inside you.

"Hell... Sweet Satanas, Alessandro, again!" He kind of likes being ordered around by you, so he quickly indulges you, bending one of your legs at a sharper angle, allowing him to find that spot with every thrust. You simply can't stop the near screams that come from you as he seeks to pleasure you in every way he can.

It takes no time for your release to creep up on you, "Oh, oh, Ale- I'm!"

Your toes curl and your thighs twitch, while you bite back the sound of your climax. This won't do for the man above you; his hand finds your jaw and gently urges your mouth open, wanting to hear you. And he's rewarded with a stream of whimpers and whines and his name falling off your lips. That combined with your nails scratching at his wing is all it takes for him to follow you over the edge, himself also letting out a few very needy sounds as he fills you with his seed.

His muscles practically give out on top of you, and he lets all his weight rest on you, enjoying the last few moments of bliss before he has to leave that tight, wet heat that feels so good around him. He eventually does pull out, but not without a kiss to distract you.

Rolling off of you, he pulls you onto your side to face him, not wanting to let you go very far at all. "Stay with me, sì?"

"I don't know... I don't have any clothes here." You want to stay, but you're worried you'll get in trouble.

"No no, piccolina, you will stay the night; this is not negotiable. I ask if you will stay by my side? Be my 'assisstant' or whatever silly title I must give you so I may see you every day?"

"If that's what you want, you're Papa after all," your rub your thumb across his cheek, taking in his beautiful mismatched eyes.

"Sì, I am Papa, but is this what 𝘺𝘰𝘶 want, stellina?"

You think about it, really considering the gravity of what he's asking but not really saying. Of course you want it.

"Yes, Papa, I want to see you every day," you nuzzle your nose against his.

"No no, call me Ale like when you cum," he giggles at you, really liking the accidental nickname.

You attempt to hide your blush by burying your face in the crook of his neck, "Yes, Ale, I want to see you every day... Is that better?"

"Perfetto."

You both fell asleep cradled in each other's warmth with one black wing draped across you.

• • •

Your eyes crack open suddenly with the realization you aren't in your quarters. Sitting up and rubbing your face, you look at the clock. 𝘜𝘨𝘩, 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘱, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱. Carefully and quietly, you move Terzo's arm from around your waist and slide out of bed. You grab the robe he had hooked on his bathroom door, bundling up in it, although it wasn't much compared to his warmth.

The soft orange of the sky catches your attention. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦? As the golden hour spilled in the large windows, the amber glow of the sun caught the angel's sleeping form so beautifully. Aside from the gentle rise and fall of his chest, he could've been a Renaissance marble sculpture with the way his hair hung over his eyes and the sheet clung to him, draped in all the right places.

Taking in a deep breath and attempting to open his eyes before squeezing them shut again at the bright sun coming up, he just groans and waves at you to come back to bed. He purrs in delight when he feels your weight on the soft mattress, pulling you right back to the spot you'd fallen asleep in.

"Don't ever leave me again," he mumbles with a small smile on his face as he nuzzles his forehead into your shoulder.

"You're so dramatic, you know that?" you whisper in his ear.

"Me? No... It is you who ran off last night, no?" He knew he had you with that one.

"Oh shut up," you try to act mad.

He tuts his tongue at you, "That's no way to speak to your Papa, now is it? Especially your Papa who loves you so much?"

"Ale, you- you?" You can't even repeat it.

"Sì, amore," he kisses you on the forehead, "Ti amo. And I will tell you this every morning you wake up in my arms."

"I love you, too," you declare to him.

You're met with a series of soft kisses that feel suspiciously like the way all of this got started last night. Who knows what you're in for with this angel you found in the garden? All you know is that you wouldn't miss out on it for anything.

#ahhhhh i hope you love it ❤️ #i already have more things planned!!!!! #ghesties i have so much brainrot for these Papas #and you get to reap all the benefits!!!!!! #the band ghost #ghost band #papa emeritus iii #papa iii #terzo #papa 3 #papa terzo #fallen angel #secondo #papa primo #they're in this #au #fanfic #oneshot

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Okay so I had this on going thought. So plus size fem reader goes to a party Eddie is there she's drunk they've both had drinks. They do stuff and loses her v card. Smut doesn't need to be included cos this is just back story. Morning after she bolts before eddie wakes up. She finds out a month later that she is pregnant. So now she is terrified to even mention anything to Eddie cos she is thinking either he wouldn't believe her when she tells him they had sex (she thinks he doesn't remember that night because he didn't say anything to her about it in school) or he would just reject her immediately and deny his baby. So basically she progresses with her pregnancy. People keep making fun of her. Some saying she is faking it to excuse her from being "fat". She constantly gets asked who the father is. Only her close friends know who it is. They want her to be honest with Eddie but she doesn't want to. Anyways like later he confronts her about why she wouldn't want the father of the baby involved (he has a suspicion its him because he does remember that night) and she's pissed saying it isn't his business. You can decide to go from there. This might be a little too detailed but my brain was running a mile a minute.

What's done is done.

Eddie Munson x Plus size reader

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

Hmmm interesting 🤔

Warning: sexual implications, mentions of unprotected sex, cursing, body insecurities

Not proof read and no word count

Inspired by Killswitch Engage - Arms of sorrow and juno

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You really didn't want to go to the party at Steve's house. But your best friends Chrissy and Robin convinced you to go. You really weren't the partying type. You were more of a goodie two shoes when it came to social gatherings. You mainly find yourself at the library or doing some volunteer work. But tonight you were totally going out of your comfort zone.

You stood in the corner alone watching everyone talking, laughing and getting plastered. You were only there for 30 minutes before you were ready to go home. You made your way to Chrissy who was sitting on Jason's lap.

" Hey umm I'm getting kinda tired." You started to make an excuse when Chrissy looked at the door and smiled. She looked back to you and nudge her head towards the door. You looked and your heart skipped a beat. Eddie Munson just walked in with a couple of his band mates.

You had been crushing on him since the day he asked you if he could borrow a pencil in class. His big chocolate button eyes made you swoon. He tried to give it back after class. But you insisted for him to keep it.

Now no longer wanting to leave you made your way to the kitchen to get a drink. Eddie was in there grabbing himself one too.

"Hey uhhh y/n can you open this for me?"

Eddies voice brought your attention to him. He held out a can of beer. He knew your name. You didn't even know he knew you existed.

" uh yeah sure". You took his can and opened it.

"Thanks princess. I uhh I hurt my fingers playing tonight." Eddie gave you an excuse is to why he couldn't open it himself.

" uhh you're welcome" you spoke softly.

Eddie moved closer to you. You assumed it was because the music was too loud for him to hear you.

He was leaning against the counter taking a drink. It was definitely awkward for you. So you took a drink of a mixed cocktail someone had made.

" what are you doing here?"

Eddie's question made you feel like you didn't belong there. And to be honest you didn't. Eddie sensed your withdrawal.

"No no. I mean I don't normally see you at parties. Aren't you like some preachers daughter or something?"

You gave him a halfhearted laugh. " Uhh no, a pastors daughter" you corrected him.

" Right right. But that doesn't answer my first question."

You took another sip of your drink. You were parched all of a sudden.

" my uhh girlfriends made me tag along" you nodded your head towards Chrissy.

" I didn't know you were gay?"

You shot your eyes to meet Eddie's. " I'm not-" Your knees immediately gave. Eddie grabbed you so fast. Fingers digging into your back fat.

" shit you ok?" Eddie was concerned.

" Uh yeah I'm fine. Just got a little dizzy."

"Did you eat?"

You shook your head.

" Well you can't drink on an empty stomach." Eddie went to the fridge pulling out stuff to make a sandwich like it was his house. He always made you smile even though he didn't know it.

You watched as he assembled one and cut it in half. He wrapped half in a napkin and handed it to you. He ate his half in like 2 bites before you even started on yours.

You guys chit chatted for a bit while you ate. Eddie was already on his 4th beer while you were already feeling a buzz from the one you had been babysitting. You had no tolerance for alcohol. You had heard a song that you liked and you started to dance. Eddie smiled while he watched you. You were so cute he thought. You accident bumped his arm while you were swaying about. Spilling some of his beer on his leather jacket.

" oh crap. sorry Eddie".

He laughed it off. " It's cool it's just beer."

"No no let me help clean you up." You grabbed Eddie's rough hand and lead him to the bathroom. Opening door after door until you found it.

Eddie closed the door behind him while you looked for a wash cloth. You wet it a little and move to Eddie to clean. Your eyes were focusing on his jacket while Eddie grinned watching you. God you're so pretty he thought.

"Thanks princess."

Eddies pet name made you blush. You finally met his eyes and you instantly melted. He was so damn pretty. You bit your lip out of nervousness. When Eddie ran his thumb across the apple of your cheek.

" can I kiss you?"

You froze. Eddie Munson wanted to kiss you. Sweet Baby Jesus!

You nodded and Eddie went for it. It was strange at first. It being your first kiss. You did your best to follow the rhythm Eddie had set for you. He pulled at your hips to meet his. While you wrapped your fingers in his untamed frizzy curls. You pulled away to catch your breath.

"Uhh do you want to go find a room?"

You hesitate knowing what was gonna happen but you nodded anyways. Eddie held your hand leading you into an empty bed room. You sat on the bed while Eddie locked the door and took off his jacket. He made his way to you and kissed you deeply. Just a few seconds after he laid you down on the mattress. He pulled away for a second.

" umm are you drunk?"

You shook your head no.

" ok. Uhh are you sure you want to do this? Because of you don't we can just go back downstairs and talk some more. Maybe dance or something."

You let out a small smile. " And they said chivalry is dead."

Eddie smiled before giving you a quick kiss. And propped back up.

"So you want to stop?"

You shook your head.

"words princess. I need your permission."

" No Eddie. Please don't stop"

You woke up the morning after from the sun shining through the blinds. Damn near blinding you. You look over to the messy brown haired guy next to you. Oh my goodness did that really happen? Man oh man.

Eddie had his back towards you and you wanted to hug him but after last night you were embarrassed. So you crept out of the bed. You were still completely naked. Ashamed of your body you quietly hurried to put on your clothes. Last night Eddie praised your figure. Kissing every white lightning bolt across your tummy. Massaging the meat of your thighs. Maybe it was his words or his touch maybe his soft full lips making their way around your body. Whatever it was you let Eddie Munson venture where no man has ever ventured before.

You pulled up your jeans noticing a little of dried blood on the inside of your thigh. Feeling the heat of shame make it's way to your face, you didn't even bother to put on your shoes. Once outside you dawned them on and walked home. I can't believe that happened. And with the guy you've been crushing on for what seems like forever.

...

A month had passed since that lovely night. But ever since, Eddie hasn't even so much as looked at you. Which of course broke your heart. Did he not like it as much as you did? Did he not like you enough to even talk to you? Was it because you weren't his type? Was being with a "big" girl that off putting? Perhaps it was just a hook up to him. Where you really ok with just a one time thing? After being with Eddie, his lack of attention brought back all your insecurities that you had just started to be ok with.

Chrissy and Robin knew everything about everything, your feelings for Eddie, how he took your virginity that night. How being a pastors daughter was super annoying. You guys had been best friends for years. Going on trips together, having so many sleep overs, shopping, crying fits. Everything best friends did. You remembered when Chrissy confessed losing her v card to Jason freshman year. Around the same time Robin came out to you guys. You accepted her for who she was. Who is anyone to say who someone should or shouldn't love? It's not like you can control who you fall for. As long as they were happy right?

You were in the bathroom at school with your friends when Chrissy asked if you need a pad. Your menzies always happened at the same time. Yours however was late. You could feel it coming though. You were spotting and super bloated. Your breast were sore and you were fatigued. All normal signs of your menstrual cycle. It wasn't until a week later did you feel something was wrong when you didn't start. Your sense of smell was heightened and you started getting sick in the morning. So worried something was wrong you 3 way called Robin and Chrissy to explaining everything.

Before you knew it the 3 of you were crammed into your small bathroom staring at the counter that held a pregnancy test.

"I can't look" you sighed out.

"me either" Chrissy said holding your hand. You both looked at Robin.

" I don't want to look either... Nor do I want to touch that pee stick. Don't get me wrong y/n I love you and all but no way."

You took a deep breath and went for the test. Stupid unholy pink plus sign. Your eyes watered and you sunk to the floor.

" no." Chrissy and Robin said at the same time making their way to the floor next to you. Trying their best to console you.

They asked what you wanted to do. If you wanted to get an abortion. But you explained your father would never allow it. And to be honest you didnt want to. You wanted to keep the baby. The baby was part you and part Eddie. If you couldn't have Eddie at least you could have a part of him. But you had to tell him right? Would he believe you? Would he care? Would he want to help raise a child at such a young age? Would he just bolt? Or would he deny that you two hooked up?

You explained your concerns with your friends. Chrissy stuck up for Eddie. Explaining that he wasn't that type of person. And you knew that. Eddie was never mean. He wasn't a bad guy like the majority of the school thought. But then again. Who just has sex with someone and then never talk or look at them ever again. Robin agreed with you but still voice that you should tell him. You were so naive it was painful for your friends to witness.

-Eddie saw you first when he walked through that door into the mess of people at Steve's summer party. When he saw Chrissy nod her head in his direction he looked away so you would catch him staring at you. And when you went to the kitchen he went too. He asked for your help opening a can. He could have done it. But he lied to get a conversation going. He's been wanting to talk to you for some time now. But you never seemed to be around. Your always doing something with yourself. Something he would never really care about until he saw you handing out bowls of soup to the needy on Christmas day. He had gotten community service on some trumped up charge. So he was washing dishes when you came back with a tub full. You gave him a 'I'm sorry' look for adding more work for him. You worked up front. The food serving jobs that were saved for those who did this often. Of course you did this often you were a sweet innocent girl. He liked that about you. You didn't judge him based on what anyone said. You made the decision to like someone or not according to what you learned about that person from that person.

After that night though Eddie thought that maybe being see with the towns 'Freak' was too much for you. That's why you left without saying goodbye. Why you hadn't looked at him since. Sure Eddie thought you were different from everyone else. But the way you acted like he didn't exist hurt him. But he still cared for you. He watched you over the next few months. You were glowing. You had never looked so beautiful. But it was about 4 and a half months after the night you spent with him did Eddie noticed that you started to wear clothes that were way bigger than your normal ones. He was clearly oblivious to the situation. Until he started to hear the rumors. He was staring at you during lunch one day. He saw you get up and for a split second your shirt hug your belly just before you pulled it so that it would lay down properly. Eddie's eyes widened jaw dropping to the floor. You were pregnant. What others were saying was true. When did that happen? Did you hook up with other guys after Eddie? Or Before ? No you were a good girl. But then again you let Eddie have sex with you without a condom. But hold on wait wait. The way you felt. The way your core tugged at him before he entered you. You were definitely a virgin. Was he the father? No no. You would have told him if he was.

Eddie's minds was so packed with questions that he had to talk to you. He need to know who the father is. He found you at your locker in-between classes.

"Well aren't you just a walking cliche? Preachers daughter all knocked up?" Eddie chuckled. But you didn't find it funny.

" so uhhh what's going on?"

You gave Eddie a thin lip smile. " Well I'm 19 and pregnant, still in highschool. So yeah a walking cliche." You were being sarcastic but Eddie didn't seem to catch it.

" Well no shit princess. It's like you're pushing maximum capacity." Eddie said looking at your belly. He wanted to touch it. But your words stopped him.

"Seriously?! What the hell is your problem Eddie?!" Eddie looked at you in shock. " Seriously go fuck yourself!" You said while turning around and leaving Eddie frozen in fear

You never yelled at him. Shit you barely said anything in the past few years he's known you. And now you were yelling at him. He didn't know what brought that on. But your friends were going to make damn sure he would know by the end of the day.

They were waiting by his van. He stopped to study to see if they were pissed. And by the way Robin and Chrissy marched up to him he knew. He was a dead man.

" what the hells your problem Munson?!" Chrissy spoke first.

"Seriously how are you gonna call a pregnant woman fat?" Robin said shoving him.

" I-i didn't call y/n f-fat"

Robin scoffed " Oh please Munson spare us. "Maximum capacity " are you serious. That's just cruel. Even for you."

"N-no I-i didn't mean it that way."

" I don't care what you meant Eddie, you better apologize to her" Chrissy poked his chest.

" I don't think she will talked to me."

" well you better start trying before we kick your ass." Robin and Chrissy looked at each other and nodded.

Eddie agreed to do it. He didn't mean to hurt your feelings. He was just nervous. He always felt nervous around you. He also always seems to put his foot in his mouth everytime he talked to you. So he was gonna try. But you never came back to school after that. And you weren't home most days. Or at least when he went over. He called but your father said you weren't home.

Eddie didn't know this but after the incident in the hallway you took your parents offer to send you to a school for young mothers just 30 minutes out of Hawkins. You didn't want to leave your friends but you had to get away from Eddie. You didn't tell Eddie you were carrying his child after that day. Fully accepting that you were gonna do this on your own. Clearly he wasn't ready to be a father if he still acted like a child calling you names and making fun of your situation.

...

" Hello?"

" Eddie it's Chrissy. I uhh I have to tell you something.

Eddie hadn't seen you in like four months. He found out you left but he didn't know where. And your friends were no help.

He listened while Chrissy said that you were in labor. And that he need to know that he was the father.

He hung up with the address on a piece of paper crumpled in his fist. He knew it. He knew it was his. And though he was scared shitless. He couldn't help being excited. He put on his best button down shirt and his Sunday slacks. He never actually went to church but they were a Christmas present from like 3 years ago. He was surprised they still fit. He was super nervous so he sat outside in his van so he could calm down enough to drive to you. He stopped at a gas station and bought you some flowers and a small stuffed puppy with the color of your eyes for the baby.

...

Eddie was walking down the hallway looking for your room when he saw your parents coming out through a door at the end of the hall. Eddie froze when he saw your mom crying and your dad trying to comfort her. Shit what happened? Was she upset that you decide to keep the baby instead of put it up for adoption? Or was she upset that he the town freak was the father? He had no clue what was going on with you. All he knew was he wanted to raise the baby... together.

He approached your door when he saw your parents leave. He decided not to introduce himself going against why he dressed up if the first place. He felt like maybe you two could do it together. Hoping that your parents would see that he wasn't a Devil worshipping cult leader he was made out to be. Maybe even get your father's permission to make an honest woman out of you.

Eddie shook the thought away so he could finally go in and see you two. His heart was pounding and he started to sweat. He was so nervous. The last time he was this nervous was his first performance at the Hideout.

He reached for the latch when the door pulled open. Robin and Chrissy were standing there. Tear stained cheeks, blood shot puffy eyes hugging each other. Eddie took a step back at the sight.

" Are they o-ok? He mumbled

With what looked like it took everything she had to shake her head. Robin said " No"

Eddie watched as they left. And he stood there for a moment before going in.

You were laying on your back head turned to the window. Your quiet sobs rang in his ears. He looked down at the empty bassinet and just knew. But what confirmed it was the tiny medical wrist band that you had clutched in your hand that was pressing against your heart. You didn't look at him when he came in. You didn't want to face him. You had just given a stillbirth and you just wanted to die.

Eddie put the flowers and stuff animal down onto a chair in the corner of the room and he came to the side of hospital bed where your face was. You scooted over to let Eddie climb in bed with you. He held you tight while you sobbed into his chest.

" It's ok y/n I'm here now. I have you" it was all Eddie could say before he joined you in crying.

He swore to himself that day that he would always be there for you. He would take care of you. He hoped that this pain you both were feeling wouldn't last long. And one day when everything was alright, when you were alright, you would let him love you the way he always has.

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[lowcallyfruity]

😔😔😔 okay 2 obey me ocs reveal ft. Old art

Okay sooo umm first off we have Dahlea!! She is a teacher at RAD!!

😁😁😁 I made her for an obey me Discord server!! Bc we were making class schedules for our ocs and I made up her class and yeah… I think she’s neat 🗣️🗣️🗣️👍👍👍

NEXT!!! My demon brother oc!!

He’s the ‘youngest’ demon brother (still older than Satan though)

ERM FUN FACT ABOUT HIM. If he was in the game, because he is Demi his special guest event would be different! Instead of hearts showing up, sparkles take its place to show when he’s super happy! Later when you get to a higher intimacy/friendship level the sparkles change to hearts like normal!

Ermmm I would talk about him more but I’m shyyyy yyy🥺🥺👉👈

Uhhh you don’t get my main MC ref sheet bc it’s OLD and UGLY and i redesigned her-

Ummm and I need to draw my other Mc/ oc so uhh yaahhhh ummm maybe I’ll introduce them later or if you guys care enough 😭😭😭

#Z’s art💛?! #My obey me ocs ⌛️💛

[markiemelon]

race you there

fluff ☁︎

no warnings!

pairings bestfriend!jeno x gn!reader

bff2l au ♡︩ ·

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[new message from: dotori♡]

hi yn

hi jeno

where are you

i’m on my way to the cafe.. why do you ask

ill race you there

what

uhh it’s an emergency

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“dang it i thought i’d beat you!”

“jeno! are you okay??” you stand up when you see your best friend walk through the cafe door.

“yeah i’m good, you?” he eye smiled.

“i thought you said it was an emergency.”

“ohh.. yeah… that’s, that’s been resolved..” jeno rubs the nape of his neck.

“oh. okay then… what brings you here then?”

“uhhh no reason. im gonna go get coffee.”

jeno was acting weird but you just rub it off.

“here.” jeno says, holding out a coffee for you, as well as one for him in his other hand.

“thanks… but i already have some.” you looked down at the cup on the table.

“oh.” jeno swallows and sits down in the chair across from you.

you laugh, “jeno why are you being so awkward?”

“me? no im not being awkward, what do you mean, you’re the one being awkward.”

“uh-huh…” you slowly nod your head, agreeing suspiciously. “what did you do this time”

“i didn’t do anything!!”

“well then what was that emergency or whatever…” you sipped your drink. “don’t even bother hiding anything from me, i can see right through you, lee jeno.” you smiled at him.

“fine. actually i came to talk to you.” jeno looked down at his fidgeting hands.

“about what?” you rested your arms on the table, tapping a rhythm with your fingers.

“umm yn..”

“yn, i know we’ve known each other forever and we’re practically like siblings…”

your heart sunk. has he only ever saw you as a sibling and nothing more?

“but it’s just that..” jeno continued. “i like you. like not as a sibling, like.. well you know what i mean. there. i said it. please don’t hate me.”

but you made no reaction. you actually didn’t hear anything jeno just said because you were still stuck on the fact that he said you guys were like siblings.

jeno face palms himself. “i knew i shouldn’t have said anything..” he mumbled into his hands.

“is that really what you think?” you ask in a small voice.

“yes..” jeno says quietly to match your tone.

there was a misunderstanding. the question you asked jeno was regarding whether or not he saw you as a sibling, however jeno answered unknowing that you were referring to something else.

“well okay then.” you swallow. “it’s getting dark outside, i should go.” you said getting up from your seat.

“wait yn… do you… have a response?”

“why do you expect me to say anything?” you scoff and run out the door.

jeno stood there in confusion for a brief moment before following behind you. he caught up with you and stood in front of you with his hands on your shoulders to stop you from running.

“yn what’s wrong?”

you look up to face him.

“what do you mean what’s wrong?? my crush of so many years just told me he just sees our relationship as siblings!” tears were rolling down your cheeks.

jeno stared at you blankly, but couldn’t keep his smile in.

“yn, what did you think i said in there?” he laughed and dropped his head onto your shoulder, where his hands still rested.

now you were confused. “well,” you sniffed “well you said that we’re practically siblings.”

“is that all you heard??” he raises his eyebrows.

“i guess..”

“there was a but”

“there was?”

jeno nods his head.

“so…but what?”

“i like you. yn, i confessed to you. i like you a lot. not..as a sibling.”

“ohh.” you were still trying to look sad but you couldn’t hold your laugh in. soon the two of you were in hysterics.

“i cant believe you lied about having an emergency just to tell me you liked me.” you shoved jeno playfully.

“no i really did have an emergency.”

“oh.” you felt humbled.

“i mean i was in an emergency to see you...”

you cover your face to hide your embarrassment.

jeno puts his arm around your neck and rubs his knuckles on your head, as the two of you start walking side by side.

“i’ll walk you home.” he then quickly kissed your cheek.

caught off guard, you turn your head to look at the boy next to you, met with his face close to yours.

you shared a brief intimate moment with each other, until you broke the silence.

“i’ll race you there!”

hiiiiii thank you for reading!!!!!!!!

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[the-fiction-witch]

Little Duck P3

Media TMR

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Smut

I yawned a little turning over and trying to stay in the sleep clasp of sleep I heard my door open and close and I couldn't help but smile wickedly. "Mornin' Love," "Good Morning Newt" I smiled, "Come on get up, we have a meeting?" "Humm?" I asked sitting up a little puzzled, "We have a meeting. Council hall soon as everyone's up and breakfasted." "Who called it?" "Alby Did." "Why?" "No idea, He didn't say he just insisted everyone be there." "Ahh I see," I sighed, "So… We have to go?" "We have to go." He nods, "Oh… So no playtime?" "No playtime little duck," "Oh, No playtime," "No, come on get up, get dressed." "Five more minutes?" I asked pulling my hoodie up to expose my pussy,

He leant on the door a little and smirked as he looked at me until he began unlacing his pants "We have five minutes" He smirked tugging down his pants I giggled and stroked his legs and gave his shaft little kisses before taking him completely in my mouth, he happily grabbed my hair to guide me back and forth as I licked and sucked him gently till he pushed me back "On your back little duck" He smirked so I giggled and did as he asked moving to lay on my back he quickly pushed my legs apart and aggressively licked and sucked on my clit making me squeal quickly covering my mouth to make sure no one heard us, I got close quickly from how attentive he was, "Shuck- we can keep them waiting," He smirked moving back and grabbing my hips harshly and slipping himself inside me "Uhh! I missed you,"

"really little duck? humm I missed you too," He smirked thrusting fast and hard, I wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him into a kiss and digging my nails into his arms as the pleasure built before finally I bit his neck leaving a hiki as my eyes rolled back and I reached an intense orgasm, he kept going letting me ride it out until he pulled out and send his jizz across my blankets "Umm Come on or alby will come looking for us," I giggled pulling him into a kiss "Fine, come on little duck," He smiled sorting himself out and I got dressed for the day, so we headed out into the glade and off to the council hall I got my seat, and as everyone filled in and found their seats the keepers standing around as usual everyone as confused as everyone else. "Okay. we have a major problem." Alby began "Those responsible know who they are, I'm giving you a chance to come clean," No one spoke.

"Alright. Zart, Did you want to explain?" "no uhhh no, you uhh you can do it" Zart stuttered clearly nervous and freaked out, "Alright, Zart went to check the garden store shed last night before lights out." Alby began and for a moment newt and I shared a sheepish secret look "He was tiding some things in the shed when he noticed some mess on the floor" He explained to Newt and I quickly met eyes nervously "Some strange stuff on the floor, however, when he went to investigate what it was he discovered it -" "IT WAS JIZZ!" Zart yelled "I touched it!" he cried ohhh nooo… some must have dripped on the floor when I was licking him clean! "So, that means one of two things, either someone was jerking it in the garden shed, or some of you have been fooling around in the shed." Alby said, "So, Anyone want to own up?" I looked at Newt and we both shared a look that secretly said 'Don't say a word,' "no one? Really? no one wants to own up to this? Minho?" "Why are you looking at me!? I don't go near the garden shed. If I'm gonna jerk off I'm gonna do it in the shower for easy clean up" Minho argued, "Maybe Zart's the one and he's trying to bury the lead?" Frypan suggested, "Hell no! I am not the one! I touched jizz! one of you dirty shucks is gonna pay!" "Clint wants your excuse," Alby asked, "Hey! I was looking after Chuck and his flu don't you blame me for this!" Clint argued, "If I do not get someone admitting to this, then everyone is going without food for two nights," Alby warns "Come on Alby!" Winston complained

"It's going up, Three nights." "What! This isn't fair! why are we all being punished!" Jeff complained "Because the culprit knows who they are and won't speak up, Four nights!" "What!" Everyone complained "Five nights!" "it was me!" I yelped as I stood up silencing the room "Y/n. You are literally the only person I know who It wasn't" Alby said "It was me, and someone else. we were fooling around in the shed," I blushed "Well thank you for admitting that. Who was it you were with?" "Uhhh…." "She was with me" Newt admitted "You are cleaning that shed from top to bottom you dirty little perv!" Zart told him "That's fair" he sighed "Both of you are going in the pit for three days. minimal food." Alby warns "Fine," I nodded "and from now on if you two are going to fool around clean up after yourselves." "Yes alby" We both nodded.

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[pinkandpurple360]

You asked to send u asks about striker so i will. Umm sorry for writing them all in one ask and being kinda messy, feel free to answer them in any order or dismiss. Honestly your points on viv shows were very interesting so i want to discuss things.

1. How you would write striker, if you were led scriptwriter with full power over plot choices?

2. I totally agree that it's pretty BIG LOSS there is no characters who can back him up and he is so lonely (he even bothered by imps who sing flattering songs about him and swears at them, despite being shown as being a bit Self-glorifying. Statue moment. Can he be an narcissist character in canon story?..).... While somehow other characters magically got all the good royal lads, but he got no friends from his own class, but annoying fans (that aren't even creeps like fans of Fizz)?.. Uhhh??.. And he is totally alone and self-isolating?

Would be ironic if striker would be cured from his worldview with having relationships with good™ royal later. Honestly if he was swapped with blitz in stolitz there would be much less drama from his side and more of traumatized Stolas i believe. I think striker wouldn't be avoidant unloved guy to run away like blitz, i think Striker wouldn't avoid the possibility of destroying him morally and physically, from the first ep he appeared in, it seems like he is perfectly capable of manipulation and pretending.

But honestly, i look on all HB plot from "can barely analyze canon because memory conditions", and i look too much into explaining plot from characters and world perspective, than from "why creators represent characters certain way", because... Honestly im never interested in creator, but canon? Gotta somehow live with it and other fans who would eat me for not going with popular fanon and canon. Never checked Viv's socials.

3. The supremacist thing. Honestly, when i first saw that moment, uhh... I thought they were (i forgot who said this sorry 😭😭) just trying to insult him, not that it's treated as something bad?.. Can you explain more how narrative treats him badly for it?

I don't think "character insulting other" = "author tells their true opinion about character and world real issue". because all the characters swear at each other constantly and using all kind of slurs, and isn't it a thing for characters (and real people) to try to troll and annoy each other when they're angry and annoyed? It's telling more about characters for me, than about the author, idk.

But maybe it would be much more interesting plot if (i think crimson can be considered somehow high class lol) they had a talk about how they are sorta in a same boat, serving higher up demons for survival. Or just striker starting this talk, that he wouldn't kill them, pls don't run away or fight back we just need money from Asmodeus i can share it if you play scared victim and just chill here for some time. :D wink wink we are in one shitty situations and all in need. Tho it would be harder since he got all this beef with moxxie and blitz (as i remember. I remember badly, and don't remember does blitz even know that striker tried to kill Mo.) and for fizz who don't need them at all since he got ozzie, but probably that would be a great moment for striker to debunk Ozzie's good behaviour and just all the Royal sins (who are MUCH older, in fizzozzie case)/peasant relationships (i believe there are enough famous examples in hell history when they didn't end well at all) and probably brag some personal reasons why striker need to do so much money from killing, like "oh cool im glad you're okay, and got it all, fame, money, cute dogs, relationships with someone much more powerful than you. I'd never reach same, congratulations! You know what people in my area have to do to survive?". But that would be terrible moral depreciation of Striker's bad qualitues, since he. Like. Isn't shown as good person (lonely maybe due to anger issues, serves rich maniacs who need a good killer, still have the statue, snap at sincere fans who do cool songs for free, he litterally said he is capable of killing any innocent person, kittens, babies, i believe low-class is in here too. yeah, it could be that he said it just to appeal for customer, and wouldn't really do it, but it wasn't shown in canon that he isn't sincere about it. So it's more like his personal beef with royalty, and not a willing to help others and form community when it doesn't have monetary Benefits. He seems rather unpolitical, just trying his best to survive, since we don't see him... Yea, very social. Not even a leader, but a part of some political community. By the way it seems like in hell revolutions really never depend on mass opinions of sinners, imps, etc, and mass protests, but supernatural POWER, like holy weapons, god, angels, true forms, or alastor kind of power, even Striker couldn't harm Stolas without holy weapons and ropes.)

It would show how striker is capable of manipulation and being cold-blooded diplomat, rather than... Snaping out at them shdhdxhdjdj for trolling tho it seems like he is just stressed and got anger issues, short temper, and anything i described would be wildly ooc for him.

Sorry for long asks lmao hope you don't mind

Hiii anon sometimes long asks are a ton of fun if I have the energy

1. So first of all I think his characterisation in Harvest Moon festival was pretty good, but, they shouldn’t have revealed who his client was at the end of the episode. It keeps the mystery. I’d also change around his hatred of moxxie to show how striker sees him as a weak point, not as “inferior” or whatever. When he is going to wrangle the hog, Millie and Blitzø volunteer happily to do it, and Moxxie just cowers a little. Striker asks Mox if he always lets the two of them pick up the slack on his behalf. Mills parents side eye him and smirk. Then that’s what gives moxxie the motive to try it. Of course, he fails and striker has to swoop in. Afterwards, he laughs and Mox holds out his hand to get striker to pull him up. Striker looks irritated by this and tells him to stand on his own two feet, and that if this were the wild, he’d be both starved and dead. Mox is about to struggle up until Millie comes in to help pick him up and she glares at striker. This is what makes her not want to compete in the pain games, and in turn causes Mox to insist on it instead to prove to Millie that he can do it. — here we’ve established a reason for MnM to not like striker, and show how the tiniest things he does or says causes turbulence in their group and makes moxxie feel like he’s the problem. I’d also adapt it a little to say Striker replaced Millie as the farm hand since she in everyone’s eyes “abandoned” the hard life for a comfy job in imp city. Striker sortve implies her family doesn’t need her anymore cause they have someone stronger and more loyal now. She says if she competes in the pain games she’ll only go back to her violent temper she’s worked hard to get away from, and will just kill striker if he gets too close. This disappoints her parents further. While Mox tries to appeal to them, Millie doesn’t care, the two bicker about it all. Blitzø just acts as a quiet spectator here, until he tries to talk MnM into communicating about it more, that “you two saps can bounce back from anything” and they come to a deal to let Mox compete, and he won’t let him get too hurt—-he drops this within seconds as his competitive streak takes over.

Also—-he’s gotta stop being used entirely for shipping commentary. “I don’t support this peasant x royalty ship” is his entire character now and I’m tired of it. In the caged Oops scene for example. He should make a lot more references to survival, oppression, having to work hard, how you can never really quit in this life without stepping on others to get there. How expendable people like them really are in the grand scheme of things, and do they even realise that? How royals destroy friendships and bonds with their selfish greed. It would hit a lot harder if striker talked about how stolas strings MnM and Loona into his shit, ask blitz if he’s ever once thanked the four of them for anything. Ask him if he’s really used his skills as a leader effectively or if he’s just another royal imp slave. And for Fizz, ask him where he gets off acting like some kind of inspiration to the common man when he’s left his whole race in the dust, he has little touch with any of them anymore (as we’ve seen from his behaviour on the streets of greed) and now hes resorted to commanding power over succubi, over sexualising himself, teaming up with a sin to shame and intimidate an imp like Moxxie, and how he shacks up with a royal who’s no better than mammon in his eyes. Does he even have any real friends and allies left? Or just a bed partner. Seriously romance isn’t the extent of relationships and striker probably values friends, allies, colleagues, and family a lot more than who has sex with whom.

2. Exactly. Characterisation of him as a “narcissist” falls flat because he isn’t one, ego is what helps others trust him to take out the targets, it’s what keeps him alive. It makes up for the inferiority constantly forced on him. He has a right to feel some pride. I’d love to see him and fizz interact again because they could learn so much about what it really means to have connections, that ego is so fragile and performance of a persona can make you lose who you truly are. How do disabled people like fizz fit into strikers obsession with survival of the fittest, can he really judge fizz for his limb enhancements if they’re what help him survive? And how can fizz teach him that gentleness and kindness is it’s own type of strength? That teaming up with the “littler” people is much more powerful than standing on top of them, is something they could learn together. These two could become the most unlikely of friends, even brotherly, they both need someone like that. Blitzø just doesn’t really fit that platonic role for fizz, the underlying, yet deeply repressed, mutual feelings of love and lust between them are just too complicated for him to deal with.

I always thought someone who could change his perception is Octavia. Of all the royals she is by far the most unique and down to earth. I get the feeling she’s not proud to be a royal, she detests the way her parents treat the servants, the idea of monarchy in itself, of corporate shame, the duty put onto her and her parents. But also hates how they try to play house despite it. The fact she only exists as a spare to her father and resents that fact. Not to mention that she is a child of force, but can’t fully point the finger at her mother or father, it’s essentially mutual SA. Imagine how that scars a persons mind. Striker wouldn’t feel sorry for an asshole like stolas, that guy is the real supremacist here.

3. It’s essentially a message that if you hate racists, that’s reverse racism and you’re just as bad as them just for using violence. It’s sortve an “all lives matter” incredibly privileged point of view. Which I find disgusting. The real racists never get an ounce of this. Striker is just a stolitz blockade who must be crushed.

Really interested in your rewrite there. I pictured fizz showing some unexpected grace by saying “I wasn’t going to rat you guys out, whatever, you just gotta make that money right? but since you were stupid enough to show your faces on camera I guess I won’t have to. If I were you I’d skip town fast and don’t take a step in the lust ring or it’ll be your last”

Yeah I’m not sure what else to add maybe I’ll respond some more in a bit.

#helluva boss #striker