#plus i'm a sucker for dark haired guys

[hoshigray]

gojo or geto?

nanami or choso?

toji or sukuna?

yes.

#𝑯𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊 ⚛ 𝑨𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒄 𝑨𝒔𝒌𝒔 #okay for serious tho: #hmmm i'd pick geto bc we're both pretty mellow and he's good with kids #plus i'm a sucker for dark haired guys #oooof i'm sorry choso but i have to pick nanami; that's my bday twin like gege made him for me #and he's such amazing husband material like i can't pass that #and last but not— toji. #toji. toji. and toji. #like are you serious rn?? that's my literal man like cmon #i've thought about him a total of 18 times today like we're so locked in it's not funny #nothin against kuna tho; love me some hot demons/monsters

[justsomerandomfanfic]

So, I'm going to start with the Marvel and Harry Potter fandoms first and then probably come back for more matchups in the future, and romantic please.

So, I'm a straight female, pronouns are she/her, proud Ravenclaw. I'm 5'1, blonde hair, blue eyes, an introvert until I get close to someone than I'm very sarcastic and silly. I like to think I'm pretty good listener and very loyal to my friends and family plus my cat. I have a very serious hand kink when it comes to guys, and I tend to fall for the bad boy who deserves a chance, and I wouldn't be afraid to stand up to him or his family. I tend to be a little naive and too trusting sometimes but I make it a point to never take any crap from anyone. I love classic rock-n-roll music, especially Def Leppard, AC/DC, Van Halen and others like that; favorite ice cream is mint chocolate chip and I'm sucker for roses (preferably dark blue ones), stealing a guy's shirt to sleep in and lots of cuddles.

I hope I provided enough information, if not, message me if you need more.

I hope you like your matchups! <333 I'll be here if you ever need more matchups! :) Thank you for requesting! I had a lot of fun writing this <333

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(Romantic) matchup;

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Marvel;

Bucky Barnes:

🥃 You were at a small bar, (you weren't normally for them), it wasn't a bad one, not loud or crowded, but open, bright, and even had a few arcade machines and the music was blasting, but playing at a nice level that wasn't going to give you a headache - it was a nice place to go with friends, which were with you; you were just having a good time, tapping your foot to the music that you chose (Def Leppard) that played on the jukebox

🥃 And then he walked in, signalling the bartender and ordering himself a drink - you couldn't seem to look away, until you did, snapping out of your head and getting back into the conversation with your friends; it wasn't until you met the mysterious man again

🥃 However long later, you and Bucky had become a couple, (you were a bit nervous and a bit introverted when you first spoke, but you got used to him, and Bucky got to see the more silly and sarcastic you) - the beginning of your relationship with the man was slow but beautiful and interesting to say the least; it took a great deal of time, but Bucky finally revealed to you most if not all about his past

🥃 You'd often stay home with Bucky, eating your favorite mint chocolate chip ice cream together while watching movies - which would then end in cuddling, your hands playing with his, ending up just talking or just listening to Bucky talk; he loves that you are a good listener, and loved listening to you talk about anything and everything

🥃 Your friends were a bit wary of him in the beginning, when you introduced Bucky to them - they were a bit worried, because of the Winter Soldier times - but you stood up for him, telling them that Bucky was actually a very kind and wonderfully sweet guy, and that he was mind controlled; your friends dropped it, and seemingly got along with him

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Harry Potter;

Draco Malfoy:

🐍 You knew Draco during Hogwarts, obviously, but as a Ravenclaw, you hardly been around the young man expect for when your house and his mixed during classes - but you didn't get to actually meet him until two years after graduation/the Battle of Hogwarts; and it was then that you saw that behind that mean exterior that he had shown through school, on the inside, he was actually a very misunderstood man (and you realized it even during the battle, you knew because of his family, he was scared that they'd hurt him, friends, or family)

🐍 You met when you were both just out and about, you were out shopping for stuff for your cat, and when you saw Draco, you recognized him immediately, and he remembered you as he walked over (almost nervously as you were feeling), before apologizing; he apologized for anything he had said to you that may have hurt your feelings, you totally forgot about what he said to you back in first year, but he remembered, and you appreciated the apology (he then asked if you wanted to join him for coffee/tea)

🐍 From then on, your little coffee/tea meetups happened more often, almost every weekend - and you got to know the real Draco, that he likes apples, the color red (funnily enough), and reading - you exchanged your interests, your love for dark blue roses, classic rock n' roll, and your beautiful cat child

🐍 Soon enough, those cafe dates ended up traveling to dinner dates (where Draco would take you to the finest restaurants in London), to pic-nics on hills of wildflowers, to movie and music nights at your place - your cat is best friends with Draco at this point - and you also may or may not have stolen almost all of Draco's shirts; he knows where they went, but he's not getting them back any time soon

🐍 So, with his hand in yours, you sit back, showing him your favorite movie series, (along with other fun Muggle stuff - just the two of you, spending time together, having the time of your lives

#cute #fluff #x reader #request #requested #matchup #matchups #marvel #mcu #marvel mcu #harry potter #harry potter hp #harry potter series #harry potter fandom #hp fandom #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x reader #bucky barnes #bucky #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader

[invisibleraven]

1 - coffee shop au for your most self-indulgent rare pair

"I've got a medium drip for Blaine!" Willie called, laying the drink on the counter. "And a grande nonfat mocha for Kurt!" He smiled at the very cute (and obviously together) guys that came up to fetch their drinks and Willie waved as they went off, hand in hand.

Looking at the clock though, Willie groaned. He knew he'd regret taking the double shift, but he had rent to pay and paints to buy, so the money was appreciated. He knew if he really wanted to he could ask Caleb for help, but he hadn't gotten that bad yet.

Maybe it was foolish, given Caleb was wealthy as Croesus, and more than happy to give his beloved foster song whatever he wanted. But he also was a self made man, and Willie wanted to prove he could do the same, make a mark for himself without it being because of Caleb's money or name.

Thus working at a coffee shop for shit hours while he got his Graphic Design degree, plus his Art minor. Maybe a useless degree to some, but he had already designed a few ads that kept his fridge stocked, and a job lined up for once he had his diploma next year. Giving him lots of time to work on his art, maybe even sell some of it.

All in all, Willie didn't have many complaints in his life.

Except perhaps that it didn't include any romance. Willie had been tragically single since he and Dante went kaput, and well seeing happy couples sit five feet away on dates and morning after drinks kind of stung.

Case in point, the super hot guys that just walked in. A blond in a pink hoodie with a honest to goodness fanny pack. The other with dark slicked back hair and in a leather jacket. They contrasted beautifully and the sappy looks they gave each other made Willie ache.

But he threw on his customer service smile, and greeted them. "Hey there, what can I get for you?"

"I'll have a large iced chai tea latte," the leather jacket wearing one said.

"Oat milk cappuccino please," the blond replied.

"Lex you know you'll be wired all night if you drink that now."

"Well Reginald, if I don't I'm gonna fall asleep at my drumset tonight. So caffiene me up."

"You guys in a band?" Willie asked, giving them their total.

"Yeah, Sunset Curve," Reginald said, shooting him finger guns. "Tell your friends!"

"We're playing the Satellite tonight," Lex said. "You should come check us out."

Willie's smile faded at that. "Aw man, if I didn't have to open tomorrow I totally would. I've heard of you guys, you're really good."

"Thanks, I'm Reggie by the way. This is Alex."

"Willie." Then he blushed as Alex shoved their change and a few extra bills into the tip jar.

"Well we go on at nine, so if you wanna come even just for an hour, we'd love to have you there," Alex said.

"I'll get them to set a ticket out for you if you want," Reggie offered.

"Why would you do that?" Willie asked. "You don't know me."

Reggie blushed and shrugged. "Always was a sucker for a pretty face, plus we always try to do right by our fans."

"You think I'm cute?" Willie asked with a smirk, sitting his chin on his palms. "Well neither of you are hard on the eyes either."

"T-thanks," Alex stuttered, turning the softest pink, rivalling his hoodie.

Sure Willie knew that they might only be complimenting him for a one night tumble with a third, but hey, he wouldn't exactly turn the chance down. It wasn't an epic romance, but it was more than he'd been offered lately.

Plus he didn't think he'd kick either of them outta bed given the chance.

"Ahem, your drinks are ready," Fuego called from down the counter, rolling his eyes at them.

Alex and Reggie both grinned, still flushed, and they took their drinks, but neither of them rushed to leave, almost reluctant to say goodbye to Willie. But then Alex got a text that made his face screw up and he muttered that they had to get to sound check.

"I'll try to make it tonight," he promised.

"Hope you do!" Reggie exclaimed.

"See you tonight Willie!" Alex called, yanking Reggie out and into the street, Willie watching them go.

He got back to work, restocking and cleaning between each lull, wondering if he could squeeze in a nap after work. Only then, firtune smiled on him and Mabel came in, asking if he would switch shifts with her tomorrow, meaning he would work the closing shift, letting him stay out late, and even sleep in the next day.

He was pretty quick to agree to the change, and took his share of the tips before flying home. He found he was too amped for a nap, but he managed to wash the worst of the coffee stink off himself and picked out his cutest crop top and snazziest socks.

And given the hungry, predatory looks that Alex and Reggie gave him as they spotted him from the stage? Well he figured he chose well.

And the next morning, when they woke him up with kisses and coffee from his cupboards? He knew he did.

#filled prompts #ficlet #willexie #julie and the phantoms

[awakenee]

hsmtmts . ep 103

july 7, 3:28 pm cst

eek, i really don't remember anything from this episode other than ricky throwing a basketball at ej's face

i forgot these recaps existed

"ashlyn fell in love with a piano"

i relate to carlos on a spiritual level

i may love ej now but back then he was a dick

nice car

AHHH ITIKYK

lowkey in love with ash's jacket

great timing, ricky

"this is nini talk to me me" will always be iconic

ricky,,,, stop

aw, he's so awkward,,,, bean boi

"crushed it."

ash my beloved

ash's backpack is so nice, i want it

EJ STOP

playbill as in the playbill?

nini is me when my phone decides to disappear under a rock somewhere

nice, mr m

miss jenn, don't argue with the stem guy

oop

this is getting intense

the status quo rehearsal track lowkey sounds like revenge party from mean girls

imagine being able to dance, couldn't be me

"i lost my phone and basically spent last night living as a hunter gatherer" mood

gina you little sh

are we going to ignore ash's indigo streak in her hair? wink

i still ship gini.

rip ricky

"basic" i dont think so

"vanessa hudgens walks in and stands there" as someone who has rewatched hsm 50+ times, this is 100% correct

"have my moms yell at her mom" LMAO

oh, nini

"extra sad voicemail" big red my beloved

"i am the night."

wouldnt that make you a hypocrite, ej?

"i play to win now" isn't this the exact same thing ej said at the beginning of the episode? without the "now"

argh ej

do these two even have a ship name?

are we going to ignore that nini has a flannel underneath her sweater

"i never should have stolen her phone" "yA ThInK?"

OH RIGHT A BILLION SORRYS IS HERE

ej, the thing is, nini has songwriting skills. you don't.

how come no one is getting mad at them for blocking the stairs

his little smile

sneaky mr mazzara

have any of you guys stopped to read what says on the newspaper with the "disney wraps up filming for high school musical" headline? well, i have, and it's very dark and has nothing to do with high school musical

i'm still very confused as to what he's doing here

"i'm returning gina's shoes! when she isn't looking!"

how are they not spotting nini

GINA YOU LITTLE SH

nini has an issue with cows

KOURTNEY WHAT

if someone stole my laptop i'd go on a rampage

mmm, a billion sorrys

omg they did matt so dirty with his s1 songs

"girl... *ahem* girl."

nOoOoOoOoO

ash's facial expressions are gold

"that's what i thought" i actually feel bad for him

ricky looks so out of it

ricky is a, uh... regular actor

*punch*

ej being subtle af

"chad it up."

RICKY'S PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE SMILE IS EVERYTHING

"pretend to play basketball"

you can feel the music tempo increasing in the background

"you deserve everything that's coming your way" OOOHHHH BURN

"bAcK aT yOu iNfInItY TiMeS oNe!!!!" *smacc*

ricky done effed up

who says they didn't sing or dance? as far as i'm aware the picture on the poster is from before the big basketball game, and there isn't any singing and dancing in that particular scene

MR MAZZARA YOU LITTLE SH

GO OFF MISS JENN

i love miss jenn

seriously, screw you mr mazzara

revenge party is back

this scene is iconic

aw, miss jenn looks so proud

i'm a sucker for guitar background music

and guitar music in general

ew, blood

the cons of not being a girl: not knowing the secret to get blood out of your clothes

"cause infinity plus one sounded pretty real" "that's not even a number" ricky got you there with the math

ej screw you

"thirsty" wtf???

let's appreciate the trash bag

i love all of nini's outfits

"stick to the status quo" this goes against the entire plot of hsm

gina's a half liar

nini's on to you hahahahhahahahah

#hsmtmts fandom #hsmtmts

[beoneofus]

petnames I'd give the boys

- reader insert wise -

𝔡𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔡

tiger · dominate energy just overall, circles around david. tiger's, much like lions, are known for being ferocious felines - and, although they're more free spirited, they're also natural leaders as well. tiger would be the perfect name to call david, seeing as he himself is free spirited, but also leader-worthy.

mr. in charge · this name is simply playful - I feel like anyone would get a kick out of calling him this. I feel like david would act slightly annoyed with it around listening ears, but would actually secretly enjoy the name, because it boosts his ego. plus, it's just cute.

davy · who doesn't enjoy calling others, especially their lovers, shorter versions of their actual name? instead of being annoyed with this ( I honestly think everyone would think david would hate this name ), I see our favorite bleach blonde quite liking this petname. it'd take him off guard at first, but trust me, he'd grow to love it; melting everytime his beloved were to call him it. honestly the most adorable name.

𝔡𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔫𝔢

shirtless · honestly, who wouldn't take a shot at teasing dwayne about never wearing a shirt? ogling over him is so old fashioned - give him a petname surrounding the ordeal, instead! plus, let's face it, it'll get a grin out of him each time. really love this one.

raven · is this not self explanatory? although dwayne's hair isn't black, it's still a very dark brown that could pass as such. I feel like making a petname that revolves around the shade of his hair, would actually cause him to blush. yes, he's attractive, but people seem to always go for his blonde coven-mates more; appreciating his hair alone would get a reaction out of this guy. the name only adds throth.

my love · classic, old loving nicknames are never bad. I think dwayne would be a sucker for them, anyway. they're incredibly cute, not to mention alluring - plus, he's still kind of old fashioned, so why not, eh? anything to sweeten this bundle of dark and mysterious, and I'd be down. totally love this name for him.

𝔭𝔞𝔲𝔩

ruffles · this name caught my interest because not only is it cheesy, but it's cute, and we stan that around here. paul's hair is always so rowdy and ruffled out, so giving him a little bitty nickname that describes his crazed mane, is definitely a must. I feel like he'd act like it was irritating, but in reality would really enjoy it.

tights · does this make any sense? as soon as I thought of paul's skin tight, white jeans, this petname came to mind. playfully making fun of him with it, constantly, I think would be pretty funny. I feel like he'd get flustered, but also annoyed, but would also like the fact that it'd be flirty ( in a sense ). he wouldn't hate it, per s, but it wouldn't be his favorite. although, I'd definitely call him this constantly. really love this nickname.

my handsome vampire · don't tell the other guys, but I feel like paul would really have a thing for praise. not in a sexual manner, though. moreso, he'd enjoy getting complimented and flocked on a lot - not only does it boost his ego, but it makes him feel good about himself ( especially when the praise is from his partner ). this nickname would overall just warm him up entirely, so make sure to call him it as much as you can.

𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔬

grinny · if you ever had ( or have ) a creepypasta phase, I'm sure you can see my reasoning behind this one. his cheshire grin literally reminds me of that creepily-cute cat's. not in a bad way, of course, because marko is so adorable. I feel like he'd get it too, but only in a sense that he has a wide, frightening smile - so here's a tip, assure him that it isn't you making fun of him. I really like this name.

patches · if you don't get this, literally how dare you. of course I'd give him a nickname surrounding his famous jacket, in some way. seeing as his beloved coat is covered in patches of all kinds, because he clearly loves patchwork art, this nickname just makes complete sense to call him. it's cute, too, and real simple. I feel as if marko would actually turn a small shade of pink from this, just for the mere fact that someone would specialize a name over one of the things he adores. really love this one.

my pretty boy · reminding marko how pretty is would be a constant job. not even the fact that anyone would have to, but because it'd be a choice - who wouldn't love to boost their boyfriend's ego, just to make him feel incredible? plus, I think our little blonde would actually melt at this name. if you ever called him it out in the open, he'd immediately turn to jelly. if you're alone? well - eh, good luck with that one, babe.

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #marko the lost boys #paul the lost boys #dwayne the lost boys #david the lost boys #slashers #slasher community

[gainingfiction]

hi, this is the same anon from before (my favorite was big moments), i really enjoyed hot weather! joey as a character was really enjoyable, and i loved seeing him fall for ian. i'm always a sucker for genuine romance tropes applied to wg fiction. plus, big sweet charismatic but sort of ditzy jocks whose appetites dont slow down when they do and end up growing out of all their clothes and doubling their weight in the process... 🤤 BIG fan. this is likely antithetical to your writing process, but i'm almost curious what his weight was by the end. it didn't seem like he grew as much as an average character in your stories (not a complaint), but that might be because the narrative was so focused on making him likable and handsome that it didnt describe the exact specifics of his size. not a complaint though, i definitely had a crush on him that was stronger than just "he is a man getting very fat in my fetish erotica", so it worked a HUNDRED percent

side note, aside from the obvious (ie raul and enrique), do your characters have ethnicities? i only ask because i imagined joey as like, a more boyish winston duke, which i definitely enjoyed imagining and 3/4 of the way through reading i realized that his skin tone was never described. not an accusation of anything btw, im just curious about the less-described parts of characters in these kinds of things

(... yes i AM the kind of person who cares about ethnic diversity in amateur fetish erotica lmaooooo 💀if im gonna get off to men getting so fat they need several new wardrobes im gonna do it morally, god damn it!)

looking forward to whatever you post next!

Thanks for this awesome message, Anon! So glad you enjoyed!!

Sounds like we like the same tropes!! I’m a sucker for the “nerdy guy winning the (ex) jock’s heart”—maybe a bit of wish fulfilment on my end!

I did notice that "Hot Weather" ended up being a bit less descriptive and a little more plot-driven than some of my other work. I have a bit of a numbers kink (as you’ve probably noticed), I like scales and waist measurements and all of that fun stuff. But for this story I wanted to leave more to the imagination, and let the reader fill in as much as they wanted. So I left Joey’s weight ambiguous: we know he’s a strapping guy at 6’3”, so his starting weight could easily be close to 200 pounds. And we know that by January, he’d gained 50 pounds since starting his job sometime in the summer. The shorter timeline of this story also means that even though he gained quickly, he didn’t get to the size of someone like Daniel or Jason or Connor (at least not during the story). Other than the fact that he started gaining even more weight once he moved in with Ian, I thought I would leave his total weight gain an open question, as a sort of indication that Joey just stopped caring altogether.

As for diversity, I totally agree! It’s something that I’m conscious of and I’m trying to incorporate more of going forward. Lately I’ve been a little more vague with some of my descriptions, to leave readers more room to play out their own fantasies. So I’m thrilled that you imagined Joey as being Black! I’m not gonna pull a JK Rowling and start retroactively claiming diversity points, but I’m always delighted when readers draw their own conclusions: that’s one of the things I like best about gainer stories, you can imagine whatever type of guy you find the dreamiest!

As for characters of colour, I can’t speak for my co-author, but in writing “Lifeguard of Duty” I wrote Peter as being Korean (straight dark hair, his grandmother’s bibimbap recipe). And an upcoming story delves a little bit into the family life of a feeder named Ali, who’s Middle Eastern.

Thanks for reading! 😊 My next story, “All In a Day’s Work” is a little more experimental than some of the other stuff I’ve posted, but hopefully just as satisfying! Ideally I’ll have it online sometime in early-May.

#not fiction #great ask #keep the asks coming! #about the author #sort of

[giorno-plays-piano]

You were all I wanted Part 3

Pairing: mob!Peter Parker x plus-sized!Reader

Warnings: yandere, obsession, swearing, human trafficking, mentions of non-con, minor character’s death.

Words: 1600.

Summary: You are bought by the head of Stark crime family for a kid he cares about.

Part 1

Part 2

P.S. Peter is an adult!

This chapter turned out to be shorter, but it's still pretty eventful. Hope you're going to like it <3

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"But what... what if he won't like me? What if he'll take me away?" You sobbed, panic taking over you as you imagined Tony Stark pressing a gun to your forehead.

"No, he'd never do that." Peter left a little kiss behind your ear. "Mr. Stark doesn't take the gifts he's made back. You don't have to be afraid of that."

You sniffed at his words. That's what you were now. A gift. A possession. A pet whose job was keeping its master happy. You had to be grateful you were given to someone like Peter, at least. You didn't know whether he would always treat you kindly, but as of now he had never threatened to hurt you. You could only pray for him to fancy you so he wouldn't throw you away like some garbage - apparently, Tony Stark treated his women exactly like that.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up in the first place. Of course, you got upset." Peter cuddled with you some more, but you weren't sure whether he was being sincere. Wasn't he sending you a clear message?

Don't go against me or you'll end just like her.

"Oh, I have an idea. Let's go out! Do you wanna see the movie or something?"

You did your best to wipe away your tears and stared at the boy, perplexed. "What?"

"We have a nice little cinema not far from here. We could go right now, just let me check what they've having today."

"But didn't you say I can't leave this place?"

"I meant without me." He showed you the same smug smirk Stark was wearing all the time, and you lowered your gaze to Peter's chest instead. "With me close you can go wherever you want to."

Funny thing to say. In thruth, you could go wherever he wanted to take you.

"Wow, they're having Beyond Darkness in 30 min! We gotta go, you'll loooove this."

"Sure."

In five minutes you were already hurrying after Peter and trying to look nowhere but your shoes. Regardless of what was there in Stark's Tower, you didn't want to see it, not even mentioning all those guys with guns scattered across the building. Peter was saying his hello to each and every one of them as if he were some mafia's social butterfly.

Whatever. You knew Peter was Tony's favorite not because he had a pretty face. You had never particularly asked what his role in all this was, but it was obviously something way bigger than running errands for the gang. Maybe it was better to never figure it out.

"Hey girl, wanna have fun?" Somebody to your left asked you, and you flinched involuntarily, keeping your head low.

Peter stopped in the very same second and sent the stranger a hard look.

"Mike, you offer my girl drugs one more time and I'm gonna shoot your cute little brother in the leg, you hear me?"

You raised your eyes to Peter's smiling face and regretted it immediately. There was something so dark in his gaze you wanted to turn around and run until you were back to your room, hiding somewhere in the corner.

"Shit! Sorry, Spidey!" The guy's high-pitched voice sounded frightened. "Didn't know you got a girl!"

"Yeah, yeah, see you later, we're kind of busy now." Peter grabbed your hand and pulled you away, heading to the exit. "I forgot to mention before that we don't do drugs. At all. They're good for business, but not for us, ok, Baby?"

"Yes, Peter." You answered and kept chewing your lips, thinking of all the things he had just said. You suspected him to be more ruthless when you weren't around, but never to such extent. How damn scary was real Peter Parker?

"And don't worry, I'd never shoot his brother in whatever part of his body." The boy said it like it was something obvious and you didn't even need to pay attention to it.

Why then did that guy look completely horrified?

When you had finally stepped outside and felt the wind playing with your hair you were ready to cry. Just walking out of the Tower was a fucking torture.

It was already dark, and you pulled the zipper on your pretty blue jacket up, going almost shoulder to shoulder with Peter. Normally you'd be at least a little scared to walk the streets of a big city at night, but the guy your mother had warned you about was already holding your hand.

The place the boy brought you to was truly small but cozy with nice vintage red seats, the delicious smell of caramel popcorn spreading everywhere. It turned out that the movie was something in between Star Wars and Star Trek, which wasn't surprising because Peter was a sucker for anything related to sci-fi. Anyway, it wasn't bad and you actually enjoyed watching it. The movie helped you to keep your mind off your earlier encounter with the drug trafficker and the words Peter said.

The only way to live like that and stay sane was to turn a blind eye to anything that happened around, you thought. It was cowardly and revolting, but what could you do against one of the most, if not the most, dangerous gangs in New York? Surely, even if by some miracle you could flee the Tower and go to police, would they really be willing to help you? No, they would return you to Mr. Stark. You were a hundred percent sure he got it covered.

"Are you feeling tired, Baby?"

You snapped out of your thoughts and looked at Peter who smiled at you so lovingly it could make any girl cry.

"Just a little bit."

"Want me to give you a massage when we gonna get home?" His expression quickly turned devious, and he winked at you.

Yeah, great, now you'd have him fucking you before your knees were giving out. The kid had such stamina he could be an Olympic athlete, no less.

"Aw, I love when you blush like that." Chuckling, he put his arm around your shoulders and inched closer to give you a quick peck on the lips. You forced youself to enjoy his little signs of affection and start thinking you ought to be thankful he wasn't into heavy BDSM practices or something like that.

While you two were kissing again, you heard someone's loud footsteps as if this person just jumped out of the corner, and then there was a hateful outburst, "Stay were you are. Your wallets, quick!"

You froze, your hands getting cold as you stared at the face of a guy standing in front of you with a knife in his hands. He was clearly unstable, sick - you could see the dark circles around his eyes, the unhealthy color of his skin, and his greasy hair sticking to his forehead. You didn't know what was wrong with him, but he was twice bigger than Peter. The guy would probably have no problem with slicing both him and you into pieces if you didn't comply.

"I said g-"

"You gotta be fucking kidding me." Peter let out a frustrated sigh before you heard the loud sound of the gun firing.

There was a little black hole in the guy's chest, blood seeping through his dirty white t-shirt and coloring it in a beautiful deep ruby color. You could see the confusion in the eyes of the stranger, his mouth half-open. Slowly, he went down before his legs gave out and he landed at the ground with a loud thud. He didn't move after that.

"Come on, attacking a couple of high shoolers? You're such a psycho, man. Who were you gonna go after us? Kids?" Peter rolled his eyes and hid the gun under his bomber, turning away from the man he murdered and shouting to someone behind him. "It's ok, people! It's just me, your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man! Calm down, go home, it's late!"

You were still staring at the large pool of blood spreading beneath the body of a stranger - lack of light made it look like it was an odd black liquid. Before you could take your eyes elsewhere, you felt bile quickly going up your throat and vomitted, moving to lean your hand on the wall of a building. He killed him. Peter killed him. You didn't even see him pulling out the gun.

"Oh Baby, I'm so sorry." The boy gently held back your hair when you threw up again, feeling scared, disgusted, feverish and cold at the same time. "That's why I don't like drugs and what they do to people. That shithead lost his mind, you see? No sane guy would ever jump on me or my girl like that."

Despite him being so tender, you couldn't even turn your head to look at him as you started shaking from his touch.

You kept emptying your stomach a few more minutes before Peter softly wiped your mouth with his handkerchief and took your arm, walking you back to the Tower and saying all those unnecessary things about how terrible some people are and how everyone has to take care in the dangerous world they're living in. You didn't hear half of that, but you cared little for his chattering.

Peter had shot the man without showing even the slightest regret. He'd shoot you the same way if you ever turned against him - he was Stark's favourite, after all.

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Tags: @finleyjayne @alexakeyloveloki  ​@helenaeisenhower @villanellevi @hurricanerin @void-hoechlin @abyssaint @msruchita @opheliadawnwalker3

#peter parker x reader #peter parker #dark peter parker x reader #dark peter parker #spider man #spiderman #yandere #tom holland

[starryparkrr]

🤍Hewwo can I order a strawberry milk (haikyuu!!) pls! ~ my preferred gender is male!

I’m 5’5 1/2 with tan skin with eczema (a rash skin condition) and very dark brown eyes and black, straight shoulder length hair and sadly pretty small and slim, I’m an INTP and a Capricorn, I don’t talk much with people I don’t know since I’m nervous when I make new friends but when I’m with my family or close friends I get pretty loud and talkative in a good way and bad way. I love to draw as my hobby and my job to sell my art as well and I love listening to many different genres music as long it sounds good lmao to me, my friends and family considers me as a human gremlin/badass (I feel like I’m not making any sense lol) also my friend thought of me as a kinda-tsundere-ish???I’m also pretty lazy, I have 2 people as my close friends but it’s better than me being with a lot of people. Another hobby I do is martial arts and boxing with my dad (practicing self defense) that I enjoy doing as well! I’m also competitive but also sadly emotional which I’m a sucker for movies and anime. ✨Finished!✨ Thank you for reading this! I luv the works I do!! ❤️

𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘱 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵 ! 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 ! 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘶 𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩...

It all started with Oikawa of course. He saw you walking in the halls and he knew it was your first day bcs not only where you a new pretty face but you were hopelessly lost 💀 he turned to Iwaizumi and basically dragged him in your direction. He instantly just started to talking to you like you guys had been friends your whole life and you were so confused on why these 2 really good looking guys just randomly walked up to you. But you mainly noticed the little porcupine next to him that was red as ever and looking... angry?

This wonderful first interaction obviously bloomed into a wonderful friendship with these 2 idiots and they're a package with the rest of the volleyball club sooooo... ya. Of course Iwaizumi was in total denial about his feelings for you. That is until one day Oikawa decides to push you guys together. Oikawa is a natural flirt but he finally decided to take it to the next level. All throughout practice he would flirt with you nonstop. Of course that just triggered Iwaizumi and he instantly became grumpy. After practice in the locker room Iwaizumi asked Oikawa what that was all about and Oikawa hits him with the, "Well since you won't admit to your feelings I decided to shoot my shot. I'm gonna ask her out when we all walk home together." And then Iwa just broke and started telling Oikawa he couldn't do that bcs he liked you. It was Oikawas master plan it payed off when later on that night Iwa confessed and you said yes to being his girlfriend :))

Yalls relationship starts off soft and innocent with shy touches and cute compliments. But once you guys get comfortable and adjust you both open up so much to eachother it's crazy. You become more talkative and loud and Iwa absolutely adores the fact that you opened up to him this much. Plus he loves the way you get all excited during certain topics.

He to becomes excited over certain things and when he talks about them his words start to mesh together and he speeds up and in the beg of your relationship you never knew what he was saying but you got used to it now.

He definitely supports you and your art. Absolutely adores your style and can't wait to see where you go in the future. I can see you guys hanging out in eachothers room and he has some music playing in the background while you draw and he does school work. You better believe he slips in some of the Godzilla soundtrack with out you realizing.

You guys often watch movies at his house for a typical date night. You guys take turns choosing the movie, and you better believe you guys bicker very much about who has better taste in movies. I can also see you going to the gym with him often. He's a huge muscle head and was VERY impressed with your boxing and martial art skills. He jaw actually dropped when he was teaching you and you beat him up 💀 have you ever seen Iron Man 2??? The boxing scene with Natasha and Happy??? Yaaaa basically you guys.

You guys just complement eachother very well and everyone respects you guys and sees you as a power couple. ALSO you better believe you both gang up on Oikawa all the time lol

𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 ! 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘮𝘬 !

#haikyuu!! #kageyama x reader #kenma × reader #bokuto × reader #daichi x reader #sugawara x y/n #asahi x reader #kuroo × reader #oikawa x reader #iwaizumi × reader #akaashi × reader #tsukishima x y/n #Strawberry.Matchups🍓 #˗ˏ✎ let's chat !

[gangrenados]

Hello bean, you can call me Mea (she/her)! I saw you were doing match-ups, haven't done one in years but if you don't mind pairing me with someone from the Batboys or Jujutsu Kaisen fandom (male)?

I'm 5'7, lanky build—used to be athletic zzz not so much now hehe. I wear glasses and I have a silver streak hidden in my hair on the left side. I like baggy clothes, leaning towards grunge/techwear style (or my pjs.) At first glance I look mean with my resting b*tch face and I've been told I am nice but I'm very quiet which puts people off when they first meet me because I don't really talk. Overtime I start getting chattier and can keep convos going for hours. I can still be very blunt af when I talk. a hint of passive-aggressive tendencies sometimes. If it's any easier, my zodiac sign is Cancer with a rising in Taurus / MBTI is INFJ-T / Hufflepuff :) I spend a lot of my time reading fics, mangas and webtoons. Been on a super anime binge recently! I also enjoy writing fics of my own. Aside from those and uni, I'm pretty crafty with resin, textiles and baking.

I'm drawn to the quieter guys with dark hair and a light tsundere personality because I’m somewhat the same way—cold/quiet first, tends to keep to themselves but once you get to know them? Biggest cuddle bugs in the world. If they are creative (music or otherwise) that’s a plus too. Since I’m a writer and avid daydreamer myself, having someone who can relate or at least offer an ear for my fangirl rants and crazy ideas is a plus. Of course, I’d love to hear their ideas and bounce thoughts back and forth too! Oh and someone who can cope with me wanting a pit bull, two chinchillas and maybe a Flemish Giant rabbit or a cat :3 animals > kids zzz

Hope this enough and not too much 💖

I'M BACK sorry for the wait, this week has been hell for my mental health 😔

Anyway, I ship you with...

Fushiguro Megumi

At least the grownup version cuz you're in college lol

•Megumi might seen like a guy who tends to suppress his emotions and just go with the flow, don't get me wrong, he's like this. But when you're around there's something in his brain that just turn off.

•He's a secret softie for you, okay? Megumi tries hard to make you feel comfortable and loved, he wants to be a good boyfriend and wants this relationship to work. However, don't expect him to be overly romantic nor into heavy pda.

•I feel like this boy would love to be the little spoon, so Imma go with that! There's something about having your arms wrapped around him while his head rest comfortably in the pillow and the warm your giving him that makes Megumi's heart to beat faster. He loves it.

•If he can keep up with Nobara and Itadori and still have some sanity left, he also can hear your crazy rambling. Megumi might look at you as if you're going nuts, but he will try his best to say his ideas too...but they might be not that creative.

•Okay Megumi knows how to sing and he will get really fucking embarrassed if you hear him. Singing it's a way of escapism for him and he only does it when he think he's alone, his voice is beautiful but he's insecure about it.

•Megumi would sing to you after a lot of persuasion. If his voice cracks then he will get red from head to toe, so please be nice and tell him it was beautiful.

Jason Todd

You're the hot couple with a white streak lol (I know yours silver, but let's keep it that way for the joke)

•Jason it's a complicated person to say the least, but when he loves, he loves hard. So now you've got a bodyguard who will whine if you don't cuddle with him.

•Passive aggressiveness doesn't work with him since he'll get annoyed and pull out the same card or just tell you to say what the fuck is going on so you can resolve it like adults. Yeah, Jasson is not that patient when it comes to arguing.

•Jason has the habit to pull you into his lap whenever you're passing by when he's reading in the couch. Then he'll smother you in kisses as he wraps his arms around your waist.

•You're a writer?? Ahhh Jason's love for you would be even bigger!! He's a literature nerd and loves books with all his heart, so expect this boy to be hyping you when you feel like you're getting nowhere with your book.

•Jason also used to write screenplays when he was younger, but he won't confess that since it has been a long time since he did it.

•Also this man is a really good cook so imagine the kind of dishes you two could do together! Cooking with you is one of his favorite things, but you might get a little bit distracted by all of his kisses and playful touches though. Also, Jason Todd is a sucker for your bake goods.

#you're a lucky bastard #match up week

[whimsywit]

HAI BABES-

I'm immediately going to jump in cause hehe I'm a sucker for matchups.

Can I have a Truffle for Fairy tail (male) please?

Appearance and style:

I'm a female, 5'1ft and 110lbs (154 cm and 50 - 52Kg). I have short black hair and dark brown eyes. I'm also baby faced which can be annoying at times. I'm slight on the chubby side as well but a lot of people tell me I have an avarage body. My body type is rectangle. I'm in between pale and light brown skinned and my skin is littered with moles and scars. I'm a pure Filipino and I have prescription glasses but I can see fine without them. I've often been called a "soft girl" but I really don't have a certain styles. My clothes are often t-shirts, off-shoulders, (of multiple color and style) and any type jeans. But skinny jeans are my favorite! Hoodies and jackets are a must in winter season. Cause my skin is quite temperature sensitive.

Personality:

I'm often described as a chaotic motherly type of person. But really, it depends per person. I love to tease others but it's not often. And I won't tease them if they are sensitive or short tempered. I can be loud and obnoxious at times but I prefer to stay quiet. But with people I'm very close with, I'm just naturally loud. I can also be such a flirt if I wanted too but I only reserve those skills when needed. It's kinda rusty now but I think I still got it! My patience is very long and I don't get annoyed easily. Though push the right buttons, it won't be pretty.

Affection, teasing, and words are my love language. I tend to get just a tad bit grumpy when I don't get affection. I'm a really observant person, so I'm able to pick up emotional cues, habits, and body language. Though it's does take me a while to get the hang of it. I use that to check on people I care about. I try to act tough and strong so I would be a role model, since I'm the oldest child. I also tend to suppress my emotions and even fake them just so no one would be burden of me. I do share them if I trust you enough. I have the habit of subconsciously changing how I act depending on the people I'm with. I can changed from tye baby of the group to the mature mother to the trouble maker and to the quiet child. It usually depends with the group of people I hang out with.

Flaws and strengths:

I can be really insecure and really clingy. My insecurities are usually my body and my abilities. Not only that, I can also be moody, especially on that time of the month. I overthink things a lot. I sometimes even wonder if my friends actually are my friends or they are just tolerating/pity me. Some say I have trust issues (but honestly I don't think I have trust issues I just overthink things). I'm not afraid of material things or the supernatural. I'm afraid of being judged and left alone or abandoned. I also have a slight fear of falling, both literally and metaphorically. I hate the feeling the loneliness.

But I do give good advice, that's what alot of people tell me. My optimism and energy almost always lifts the mood up. I'm great with talking to people. May it be comforting them, persuading, I can do that. I'm also quite good at reading people. Especially if they are close to me and I've been through things alot with them.

Significant other:

Whenever I like someone, it usually ain't obvious to anyone else, since I'm known to be clingy. But, I would be in TOTAL denial of my own feelings and theirs. It takes me about a month or so to realize my feelings WITH help. My closest friend always has to tell me that I like the guy before I would actually realize it for myself. However, towards them, it seems as if I'm normal. But whenever they are gone, my fan girl self comes out and I'll squeal.

In terms of WHAT I want in a significant other. One of the things that is needed is that they don't mind me being clingy. They should also be willing to put up with me in general. As I can be moody and an overthinker, they just have to be able to either deal or tolerate it. However, in terms of their personality, I don't really mind how they would act. As long as they are morally good. Possessive? Sure just don't go over board. Protective? Same as the last one, no over board. I know that relationships aren't perfect so whatever flaws they have. I don't care. Being mean for no reason, not open minded, inconsiderate all the time, are an immediate turn off though.

Random facts:

I usually listen to pop or ballad but I like almostvall types of music. Songs like IDK you yet by Alexander23 or This is gospel by Panic at the disco are some of my favorite. My star sign is Cancer but I don't really believe it but I love learning about it. I'm an INFP-T (The dreamer) and my Hogwarts house is Ravenclaw! I love learning and doing new things. Science is my favorite subject, specifically Biology/Zoology. I sing and write stories as a hobby.

Thanks! 💕💕 If you need any info please don't hesitate to ask me :DD

HAIIII TYSM okay so this one took a bit of thought since you could work well with a lot of people! But I eventually decided you’d mesh best with...

Natsu Dragneel!

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

Yep, the big fireball of power himself :D but really he’s the opposite of intimidating, and ngl you’re gonna have to end up playing mother to him a lot, but when you’re in your loud and chaotic moods you’re the b a n e of the whole guild and an unstoppable force of mischief!

Some of the things that’ll put you on his radar are your optimism and your ability to act strong even when you’re struggling, both of which he’d deeply admire, but he also thinks all your little marks are cool as hell! He calls them your own personal dragon scales >:D

You want someone with good morals? This slayers got the strongest moral compass around. Able to handle your clinginess? He’s already super affectionate maybe to the point of forgetting personal space is a thing so there’s no worry there! Plus he’s got his own temper, so he wouldn’t judge you for being moody, and though he might come off as close-minded sometimes, he’s really just hard-headed. Once you explain something to him he’s on board with anything and everything!

Though, with you being oblivious when it comes to love and him being oblivious..... period, it’d take a while for your relationship to start up, and likely some extra intervention from your friends too. But once y’all are together, trust, you’re practically inseparable.

Natsu thinks you’re the cutest thing around, yea he’d have a bad habit of teasing you for your size, but he’d make up for it with his constant blind protectiveness, and the way he’d pick you up and carry you around all the time uwu. It’s actually a really good balance, since you overthink and he doesn’t think enough (have fun with the braincell custody), but he simplifies things for you so you don’t get too caught up in your doubts, and you make him more conscious of others by example. (also just.... you getting cold in the winter and him warming you up or EVEN WRAPPING HIS SCARF AROUND YOU gosh... good stuff sorcerer weekly eats yalls shit up)

Honestly it’s a bit of an odd pair with you two being so different, but Natsu’s always going to support you, whether it’s relieving you of your insecurities or helping you with your science stuff whenever he can (he won’t get it but boy will he help)! And one thing’s for sure, his loyalty is like no other, so you never have to worry about him leaving you alone.

#order up: caramel truffle! #fairy tail #fairy tail x reader #fairy tail matchup #natsu dragneel #anime matchup

[izzyfandoms]

You briefly mentioned a Virgil x Everyone au and I almost want to ask for examples? Because I'm a sucker for multiple soulmate aus

Hmmm well when I made the post I was mostly thinking about a soulmarks kinda situation. I've decided to call this the three hearts soulmate au (and tag it as this) for reasons explained later.

Like for each pair/group of soulmates they have a matching soulmark that's partly in colour and the rest of the colour appears when you meet your soulmate/soulmates. Also most people don't have a solmate so it's pretty rare (and easier for soulmarks to be unique)

So I was initially imagining LAMP, anxceitmus and,,,, viremile? I don't think that last one has a shipname so I'm gonna go with that unless told otherwise. I may change my mind later and add more ships but this is it for now

Soulmark placement probably has some kind of meaning but I'm not gonna overanalyse.

Soulmarks are usually simple shapes made up of like one or two colours per soulmate so it's pretty easy to tell which part is which.

Virgil has three soulmarks (unless I decide to add to this) so he's a part of three like soulmate groups. As the three soulmate groups are connected (they all include Virgil) the three soulmarks all look similar.

I am v basic so I decided that the three soulmarks are all hearts!! (I may change it to something cooler later). This is why I've called this the three hearts soulmate au. They're all on Virgil's upper back (from left to right - anxceitmus, LAMP, viremile).

The anxceitmus one is split into three segments (from left to right green, yellow and purple).

The LAMP one is split into four segments (from left to right (light blue, dark blue, red and purple).

The viremile one is split into. three segments (from left to right (light pink, black and purple).

Though ofc Virgil's born with only the purple ones filled in (with the awareness that he has seven soulmates). His parents probably weren't too pleased and Virgil probably didn't really go around telling people (and it's easy enough to keep his back covered).

Also I've decided that for plot reasons Thomas is gonna be Virgil's older brother in this.

Virgil met Dee (Deceit) in high school. They were about 16/17 and kept it a secret from their classmates (to avoid people making fun of them). Dee's soulmark is on his chest over his heart.

They didn't take too long to get together (and Dee was accepting of Virgil's three soulmark situation) and got an apartment together pretty soon after high school. They didn't stay too close to either sets of parents, but they did stay close to Thomas (Virgil's older brother) who becomes relevant pretty soon.

Now, Patton, Logan and Roman met in college. Patton's soulmark is over his heart, Logan's is on the back of his neck (just below his hair) and Roman's is on his right shoulder.

Obviously Roman and Remus are twins and they've lived next door to Remy since they were very small. They all have known basically their whole lives that they must share at least one soulmate because their soulmarks are basically identical apart from number of segments and colour.

Remy and Emile met in a park when they were six and Remy's impulse reaction was to kiss Emile's cheek and it was VERY adorable ofc. Emile's soulmark is on his left wrist and Remy's is on his right ankle.

Oh also Remus's is on his left shoulder.

ANYWAY back to actual plot.

So theyre all adults. Remy and Emile are together; Roman, Logan and Patton are together; and Remus is currently single. The six of them basically stick together and live really close by to each other because of the whole shared soulmate situation.

One day Thomas ends up in a play thing with Roman and Remus and they become friends.

About a month later he's met all six of them (not knowing that they're his brother's missing soulmates) and is friends with them. One day they're hanging out and the subject of soulmates comes up and Thomas is like 'oh lmao ive never seen any of your soulmarks' and Roman, Remus and Emile end up all rolling up their sleeves at like the same time and Thomas sees the marks and is like "OKAY WAIT"

And yeah everyone freaks out because they have known Thomas for like A WHOLE MONTH and theyre only now realising that he is the older brother to their missing soulmate (plus knows Dee who is Remus's other soulmate)

Thomas ends up calling his brother and telling him about all this

And I'm still kinda unsure about this part but I think Virgil and Dee work at like a haunted house thing (cos it's October because I say so) and Thomas was planning on going there that night so he ends up bringing the six of them and Virgil and Dee's introduction to their missing soulmate(s) is Scaring them cos I think that's funny

Anyway they all fall in love and it's all good and fun and amazing and eventually in maybe like a year or something the eight of them all move in together in like a nice house with three bedrooms and Virgil just switches between them and it's great and EVERYONE LOVES VIRGIL IT'S WHAT HE DESERVES

I might do more with this/write stuff if you guys like it lol

#me #ask #anxceitmus #lamp #viremile #sanders sides #virgil sanders #deceit sanders #sympathetic deceit #remus sanders #sympathetic remus #roman sanders #patton sanders #logan sanders #remy sanders #sleep sanders #emile picani #everyone x virgil #virgil x everyone #soulmate au #three hearts soulmate au

[doctorgerth]

First of all, congrats!!:) Romantic match: Name's Teal, 27y/o into men, pale skin with freckles, short and curvy, green/blue eyes, dark blond hair. Taurus & ENFJ.I'm shy at first, but very cheerful & sweet, talkative & good listener, creative, a musician & singer. Honest & loyal, very passionate & determined. I tend to overthink & i'm a control freak. Very strong willed. I tease a lot but i get flustered very easily. Playful, but thoughtful & clever too, i love deep conversations. Thanks! :)

Ayeee let’s get this event started! Thank you so so much honey and thanks for participating in the event! I truly hope you enjoy your matches. 💕

I also want to clarify that I use this site to find OP character MBTI stuff. Now, they’re not always 100% accurate (they tried to say Shanks was an INFJ?? he is too extroverted to ever be an I) so in those cases I’ll dig a lil more, but I feel like most of them are pretty close! Just didn’t want you guys to think I know all of their MBTIs. 🥴

Your match is…

Shanks (Pisces, ENFJ)

All of the stars have aligned for you two, it couldn’t be any more perfect! Being an ENFJ (like you!) and Pisces, Shanks is truly the best to compliment your Taurus self. You are an earth sign while Shanks is a water sign. Shanks tends to keep his head in the clouds, often off and dreaming, but your earthy nature helps him to keep his feet on the ground and help keep him stabilized. On the opposite side of that, Shanks always helps spark your imaginative side and he becomes a regular muse for you when the inspiration strikes. You two crave peace and harmony in your lives, especially within the relationships, and luckily you two know how and are more than willing to put in the work to create a harmonious relationship! Your relationship is founded on security, trust, and affection.

You two are eerily similar in terms of personality, but through time there are some noticeable differences. The word shy doesn’t exist in Shanks’ vocabulary. He’s extroverted all around and no one is a stranger to that man. Your initial shyness really intrigued him in the beginning, but it was that hidden lively side of yours that really won him over. As soon as you became comfortable with him and showed him how energetic you can be, he was instantly head over heels for you! He still thinks it’s adorable how your shy nature will reveal itself every now and then, and he makes sure to give you time to get comfortable, whatever the situation is. Being with Shanks has really helped you come out of your shell when it comes to new people and experiences! Shanks is a talker…especially when he’s drunk. So the fact that you are equally balanced in being a great listener and an easy person to converse with, you can hardly ever get Shanks to shut up! You two always find something to talk about, there’s hardly ever a moment of awkward silence between you two. Deep conversations with you under the stars or in your shared bed room, he could never get enough of those.

Shanks shares a love for the arts and entertainment, the only downside is he doesn’t have a lick of artistic talent in that body of his. He can’t sing, he can’t dance, he doesn’t play any instruments…but thankfully you’re there to save the day. Having you around in the crew just makes his days so much brighter and he could never get tired of hearing you sing or play! Honesty and loyalty is something you are both great at and strive for in your relationship, so there’s never really any moments of jealousy or distrust throughout your relationship. You both are very open with each other, though communication was rocky at first, but now you two have a true understanding of one another and your arguments (rare as they are) never really last long! Lots of people are envious of your easy-going relationship and how much love is shared between you two, and honestly who can blame them?

It’s not always perfect, of course. You two are both pretty stubborn and set in your ways. Shanks is very lax, in even the most trying situations, and that can be very annoying to you at times due to your need for control in all aspects of your life. He just doesn’t feel the need to have control over everything like you do, and he especially doesn’t like the idea of someone trying to control him. So when you two do end up arguing, it’s almost always over Shanks’ reaction to something, or lack thereof, or your need for control. You two seek peace so much that you end up avoiding confrontation most of the time, leading to bouts of silent treatment. Thankfully though, you two can’t stay mad at each other long and are mature enough to know that some days are gonna be exhausting and troublesome. You two know that you just gotta push through because in the end, flaws and all, Shanks accepts you for who you are and loves you all the same; and same goes for you with him! Shanks knows what it’s like to overthink, no matter how confident of a guy he seems. He has his own insecurities and worries that tend to show every now and then. He’s very empathetic towards you when you’re having bad days, and he knows all the ways to help cheer you up.

The two of you sharing a playful nature helps to keep your relationship exciting and lively. There is never a dull moment when you two are around each other. He could never ever get enough of teasing you and making you all blushy. It’s one of his favorite looks on you! Tease him all you want, he takes it all easily as long as you’re having fun. Shanks is overall just easy-going and fun-loving. The fact that he gets to be his true, authentic self with you, and that you reciprocate, it really means the world to him. He values your relationship and happiness with his life!

As for appearance, Shanks is an absolute sucker for your short and curvy stature. Not only does it bless him with opportunity for endless short jokes and calling you adorable nicknames like “shortcake”, but he just loves the feeling of your small hands in his and the way you fit so perfectly in his lap or against his chest when he’s cuddling you. You being on the shorter side makes him ultimately a little more protective of you, but it’s all in good nature. If you prove you’re plenty capable of handling your own, then he’ll know to back off. If the short jokes are a problem, he’ll try his best to avoid them. He loves to kiss at your freckles, making sure to count each one of them and not leaving a single bit of you unkissed! They’re a very endearing quality about you, and the way they make your eyes pop just has his heart melting nearly every time. Affection is obviously a key part of your relationship. Shanks is very handsy, his love language is physical touch! So don’t be surprised by random kisses, hugs, and other forms of affection throughout the day. Shanks is absolutely crazy for you; personality, looks, and all, and he is never afraid to show it! 

Other potential suitors:

Rosinante (Cancer, INFP) - Cancers are another great match for you as you both are very sensitive and affectionate. Rosi is a bit more introverted, but he really admires your extroversion and liveliness. Only you can bring him out of that awkward shell of his. Rosi isn’t much of a talker, so he shares the quality of being a good listener with you. He values self-expression and adores your artistic side. Rosi is a bit more relaxed when it comes to your controlling nature as he just naturally bends to you and your desires. He definitely has a bit of a childish side to him, so being able to embrace that with you in the relationship really warms his heart! Also, he honestly can’t get enough of how cute you are, so small against his massive stature!

Mihawk (Pisces, ISTP) - Mihawk needs a bit of sunshine in his life, whether he likes to admit that or not, so your sweet and cheerful nature is very welcomed in his lonesome life. He’s not really a people person, so he doesn’t mind you being more outgoing than him. You can talk to people for him, that’s always a plus. He just prefers personal time with you and only you. Both of you have a bit of a controlling nature so it makes you butt heads at times, but thankfully you two can meet in the middle when necessary. Mihawk also adores your creativity and embraces all your talents, constantly encouraging and inspiring you to keep at it! Listening to you play or sing in that big empty castle always puts a smile on his face. Your company just makes the days so much better!

X Drake (Scorpio, ISTP) - This one is a bit of a wild card. Quite frankly, you two don’t have a whole lot in common, but that’s what makes your relationship so exciting and worthwhile. Introducing each other to new things is one of your favorite things to do together, and there’s almost always something to do together. Drake can be aloof at times; a bit private when it comes to work and other affairs, which makes honesty and loyalty from him a bit questionable at times. But! Drake loves you and he never ceases in proving so through his actions. Much like Shanks, he’s mature enough to know that not every day is going to be perfect, so he has to put in work to get through the rough days. Once you two get past this phase, it’s smooth sailing from there! 

#doctorgerth #one piece #one piece matchup #op matchup #1000 follower event #matchup event #matchup #anon #teal

[in-tua-deep]

I'm like, ridiculously invested in the Lumberjack lesbian mom au, so I have a question and an idea that bounces off the question. Does she know they have powers? And then what if they were in the city and she (or some other probably child civilian) gets trapped in like... A burning building or something, and Five gets her out but people see him and Reginald actually does show up, following the rumors of potential Umbrella Academy kids so Ellie gets to make good on her threat😂

She does! But not at first, they keep that under wraps because they assume that if she figures out they’re The Umbrella Academy then she’ll send them back oof and they have Vanya’s inclusion to throw off the scent as well because there’s six umbrella academy kids and seven of them

but i mean Ellie wasn’t exactly born yesterday one of these little sucker’s name is Five and sometimes they call each other by numbers or - on rare occasions - their hero names (usually only when they’re sniping at one another but Luther occasionally does it out of habit)

and these kids have weird trauma that pops up oddly. Like the fact that when Ellie is first getting everyone dinner she expects them to be,, you know,,, kids. Descend upon the food like a pack of ravenous wolves. They’re seven thirteen-year-olds they might as well be feral little gremlins regarding food they’re still growing. But nope they all very quietly pile around Ellie’s shitty table where they had to drag in like four chairs from various spots around the house into a mishmash pile and quietly wait as Ellie piles food on her own plate and she’s like “??? what are y’all waiting for???” and ben just blinks and looks at her oddly and is like “uhhh you haven’t given us permission to eat?” and ellie is just like “shit chow down kids y’all don’t need permission” but they’re all still hesitant and luther is like “how,, how much are we permitted” and ellie is just “????? i mean make sure your siblings get some but if there’s any left and you’re still hungry you can always go back for seconds”

just klaus being wide eyed and all “What’s seconds?? wait you’re telling me that after we’re done we can go back and get MORE food? just like that?” and ellie’s heart is breaking and also she’s mentally looking at her budget again about feeding seven ravenous children and figuring she’ll teach the kids to fish and what in the forest is edible 

(she’ll figure out soon enough the kids already know, they’ve been living in the forest for a while before they came upon her and she adopted them, so ellie won’t have to worry too hard about feeding them when they come home with buckets full of blackberries and mud on their clothes)

but the point is that she’s pretty sure your average 13 yr old can’t help with the lumber with the amount of ease that Luther shows. She’s also pretty sure that the way the kids keep squirreling Vanya off into the woods is pretty suspect and so are the patches of woods where the trees are blown down like a localized tornado. Plus it’s hard not to notice that sometimes Five will go off in one direction and show up in another place entirely.

they think they’re being so sneaky about it

it’s probably five that gives it up in the end

they’re all gathered in front of the tv watching a movie with songs and dancing. Let’s say footloose because why not. Allison adores movies and dancing and all of that and will often make her siblings dance with her along with the characters and so they all have the furniture shoved back against the walls as they goof around. Ellie is sitting on the couch and Klaus is trying to teach her how to knit to no avail (he’s just much better at it than she is, she just doesn’t have the patience for this kind of thing - but then again she’d thought the same of Klaus but he seems to enjoy having something to keep his hands busy when he’s sitting with Clyde sprawled across his lap)

someone moves wrong and stumbles into someone else and they trip and hands go flailing and Five flinches but he’s had training at avoiding projectiles pounded into his head (and his flesh, bruises upon bruises and blood dripping down his lip) and so he does what comes naturally to him - he jumps before Diego can crash into him. Not far, just a few feet to the left as Diego crashes to the floor, but they all freeze because Five jumped

in front of Ellie

and Ellie is scowling at her knitting which she’s pretty sure she dropped a few stitches fucking somewhere and she isn’t sure where but she barely looks up she’s just like “No powers in the house” and jabs at something with a needle that might be picking up a stitch but might also be losing another one?

“What?” Allison blurts out, echoes by the others

Ellie looks up, “I mean, I don’t mind you kids using them out in the woods or anything but shit’s breakable in the house and we’re on a budget. We can negotiate when you’re older if you like.”

“you KNOW?” Diego asks, wide eyed and somewhat alarmed

“Diego.” Ellie says patiently, giving up and passing her knitting to an alarmed looking Klaus because really he’s good and if anyone can save whatever the fuck she managed to do it would be him, “Seven kids popped up outside my house. Six of which have the exact same names as the kids from the umbrella academy or whatever. Klaus literally had a nightmare the other night where he screamed about ghosts. And don’t think I didn’t see you throw that pinecone at your sister last week. Y’all aren’t exactly subtle.”

as though it didn’t take ellie fucking forever to put two and two together tbh like she figured out about the powers way before she figured out about the umbrella academy thing. She went to town and saw a gossip magazine with a picture of them all wondering why they hadn’t been seen in public (as if reginald is going to admit to them running away) and ellie was like ‘holy shiT’ at the time

“You didn’t say anything.” Vanya says, shakily

Ellie just shrugs again, “Well I figured y’all would come clean when you felt comfortable enough to. I’m glad you’re trusting me with this.”

“You aren’t going to send us back?” Five asks what they’re all thinking, and he’s shaking like a leaf, blue sparking across his hands like he wants to jump away and is only held back by sheer willpower

“Fuck no,” Ellie snorts, then frowns, “I mean uh, heck no. Don’t swear, kids. But like, your dad was clearly a piece of shit and I wouldn’t spit on him if he was on fire, let alone give him even a plant to take care of never mind seven kids.”

There’s a pause as they all digest that

“No powers in the house?” Ben confirms, because they’re all familiar with rules

“Like I said, breakable shit.” Ellie nods, “I trust y’all are being safe using them out in woods at least. Figuring out control is important, but I trust you guys to know what you’re doing. They’re your powers, after all. But - if you ever need me don’t hesitate to ask. I might be just an ordinary person, but I’ve got a trick or two up my sleeve.”

“You aren’t ordinary.” Vanya protests immediately, steel in her tone and by the way that all the others spines stiffen Ellie can figure she’s stepped on another landmine. There have been a couple, and Ellie keeps the ones she’s discovered written in a notebook in her room so she doesn’t forget (don’t jokingly put luther in charge, don’t turn off Klaus’s bedside lamp because he’s scared of the dark, don’t use the word rumor in any conversation ever, don’t mention the kids mother, telegraph her movements to five before touching him, and so on and so forth and now she can add ‘don’t use the word ordinary’ to the list as well), “You’re the most extraordinary person I’ve ever met.”

There’s another lull.

“What happens if we do use them? In the house?” Five asks, voice so very quiet that it’s almost lost as Kevin Bacon loudly says something to the Preacher on screen. 

and Ellie has to think about that, because she hasn’t really imposed any actual rules on the kids outside of like,, normal ones. Please be back before dark. Make sure everyone has something to eat, you can always go back for more if you’re still hungry. Pick up after yourself. The usual. And really, what can she do to punish a bunch of superpowered children, anyway?

So Ellie grins at them, “Then Clyde gets to sleep with me for the night.”

Immediately the tension is broken as the kids protest and cluster around to grab at Clyde dramatically. Clyde snorts awake but gives his tail some thumps at the attention even if he looks a little confused at why he’s receiving it. These days the little traitor sleeps with the kids who let him in their bed and cuddle him at night, all of them piled up on the mattresses that Ellie had thrown on the ground as they nest in the room that used to be her ‘office’ 

(she’s working on the extension to the house for them, but for now they have to share a bedroom. Not that they’ve complained about it, in face Ellie feels like she’s going to have to consult with them on what they want their sleeping arrangements to be in case they end up just wanting one giant bed to puppy pile on - which is fine for now but Ellie is pretty sure as they grow older they’re going to want their own spaces)

okay this got away from me i haven’t even looked at the second half of your ask

honestly if reginald did show up he’d knock on the door and Ellie would answer and then she’d squint at him when he demanded to see the children and would be like “oh hey it’s you ya motherfucker” and she’d be like “nope no kids here”

and reggie would point behind her to the family picture that ellie had taken a month ago that she loves because all the kids are smiling and laughing and ben is holding a frog and klaus is covered in mud and vanya has a leaf in her hair and luther’s pantlegs are soaking wet but it’s them and it’s wonderful and it’s her new favorite photo ever

and ellie looks him in the eye and deadpans, “haven’t gotten around to switching out the stock photo”

and reginald forces his way in and Ellie is maybe about two seconds away from fetching her wood chopping ax for Reasons and then the kids come back piling through the door loudly and raucously with laughs that die off when they see exactly who is in their living room, the front door still swinging open and Ellie looking coldly furious

even Clyde reads the mood and whines and there’s a loud growling grumble which absolutely does not come from Clyde but instead originates from the doorway leading deeper into the cabin where Marmalade/Orange Idiot stands with back arched as he bares his teeth at the intruder like the true guard cat he is

“Kids go to the other room.” Ellie says, and when they move to protest she puts her foot down with a “Now.” and a significant look because Vanya looks like a ghost all the blood has drained so fast from her face and Five is trembling and Klaus has tucked him and Ben behind Diego with wide frightened eyes and she knows the kids are going to eavesdrop but she wants them out of eyesight of their worst nightmare at the very least

Reginald is thankfully silent as the kids troop into the other room

“Clyde you go with them,” Ellie orders the dog, because those kids need as much comfort as they can get right not, and then she looks at the cat, “And Marm, you go too.” and hey her and Marm may not see eye to eye on most things but they both love the kids and Ellie feels like they have an understanding on the level of “if this ass goes into the room with the kids tear him a new asshole” and Marmalade sticks his tail in the air and hisses one more time at Reginald for good measure before trotting off as though he intended to exit the entire time

and Reginald says something about the kids returning and picking up their training pronto and Ellie just cuts him off

“Sir Asshat.” She says, ignoring the small gasp because her kids are not subtle, “I’m going to be straight with you - why the fuck do you think you’re walking out of here with any of those kids.”

and Reginald draws himself up and is like “They are my children. I made them what they are.”

“You traumatized a bunch of perfectly good kids is what you did.” Ellie says, “Look at them. They have anxiety. But that’s not what I’m getting at - though I don’t quite count buying them as being yours to begin with they’re children not furniture - but what I’m getting at is: how are you going to make them?”

and Reginald looks startled

“Those kids in there,” Ellie jabs a finger towards the wall, “Are extraordinary. And on top of that, they have powers the likes of which I’ve never seen before. And you think you, Mr. Hargreeves, are a match for them? If they decide to really go against you? You think you can force them to do anything they don’t want to do?”

She jabs a finger at Reginald’s chest, forcing him to take a step back. Because he came here thinking he had all the power, because he’s a powerful man and money talks. But not here it doesn’t. Not in Ellie’s grandmother’s cabin, in her neck of the woods, not when she has seven children behind her and the man who still gives them nightmares in front of her.

Ellie bares her teeth in what might generously be called a smile if it didn’t look too much like she wanted to tear Reginald’s throat out. “You are very lucky, Mr. Hargreeves. Because if I was in those kids shoes? There wouldn’t be anyone left to come looking for me, you know? You want that luck to hold, don’t you Mr. Hargreeves?”

“Are you threatening me?” Reginald demands, but looks unnerved. And he invaded her home, wants to take her kids away, wiped the smiles off of her kids faces and left them quiet and trembling and afraid just with one glance at them.

“No, sir.” Ellie tells him, “Just pointing out a truth is all. Now Mr. Hargreeves, I’ll even do you a favor and give you another truth for free. You see, you’re going to turn around and get the hell off of my property. You’re going to leave my kids alone, and never darken my doorstep again. You’re going to go back to your sad, miserable, lonely little life and you are never even going to think in the direction of my kids ever again. Do you understand?”

“I could have you arrested!” Reginald says severely, drawing himself up. 

Ellie crosses her arms and looks to the side, where all the kids are now hovering in the doorway and watching this clash between the two adults. “Kids,” Ellie says, mild as milk, “If I were arrested would you bust me out?”

“Yeah.” Luther says, and the fact that’s it’s Luther who answers and has his face set in stone as he turns towards Ellie as if Reginald isn’t in the room. And Ellie is so fucking proud of him it hurts, “Of course we would.”

Ellie nods, “So you see, Mr. Hargreeves, the thing about family is that if you mess with one you mess with all. And I don’t think you really want to mess with us.”

And Reginald turns sharply to the door, cane flashing in the light and Ellie can see the kids flinch back and is kind of regretting not just going straight for the wood ax or maybe one of the kitchen knives or hey maybe just using her fists and going to town she’s pretty sure she can take this pasty old man

and reginald leaves and maybe he vows to return and ellie calmly tells him that if he shows up again she’ll consider him a trespasser and deal with him accordingly

and then he drives off and ellie goes back inside and the kids huddle around her and she sweeps them into her arms and presses kisses on their heads and cheeks and wipes away Vanya’s tears with one hand as she presses Klaus’s sobbing face into her shoulder and she promises them that she’ll never let them go back to their father’s care no matter what

even if that means taking the kids and running

“But your grandmother’s cabin - ” Ben starts, swiping a hand over his own tearstained face as Ellie reaches out to him

“Nana would understand.” Ellie tells him simply, “She’s dead, you’re alive. You come first over any silly little cabin, you hear?”

and that night everyone piles into Ellie’s room instead of going to their own, pressing against one another in a tangle of limbs that Ellie already knows is going to have her waking in the middle of the night sweating like a don’t know what but she can’t bring herself to protest not even why clyde hops in and so does the demon cat who she will never admit she likes

“If he comes back I’m going to kill him.” Ellie says, thoughtful as the kids settle around her, “You kids would help me bury the body, right?”

“If we killed him, do you think we could go rescue Mom?” Diego asks quietly, and Ellie is suddenly turning in bed because the kids only mentioned their mother once and then shut down entirely any other time ellie asked

“We don’t have to wait, sweetheart.” Ellie says, all thoughtful and maybe just a little bit vengeful and petty, “Tell me about your mom in the morning?”

and the kids snuggle closer and nod

and okay later when Ellie finally meets Grace she can admit that she expected an older woman around Reginald’s age not this lovely young woman with her 60s style skirt and her smile and oh she’s a robot?? okay yeah that makes sense there’s no way this literal angel of perfection could possibly be a mortal to begin with

yeah ellie might be fucked

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[thirstytrashblogger]

Roxanne Chapter 1

Hux x reader 

A/n: so I watched Moulin Rouge for the first time and fell in love with the Roxanne cover. Also Ewan Mcgregor is also Obi-wan Kenobi and I just thought it was crazy that his love interest was named Satine just like in Clone wars. I should have written this about Obi-wan but I just thought the story would fit Hux better plus I'm a hux slut.  Red Mill is Moulin rouge in English.

Edit: Hey guys, I think tumblr ate my original post so I'm gonna repost them. I'm still working on future chapters but i have no motivation or inspiration at the moment. I ain't dead though.

Warnings: smut, strippers, jealousy, mention of abuse, crying, kinda rape. DON’T READ IF THESE WILL TRIGGER YOU

“I find it barbaric.” Hux said while focussing on his data pad.

“But the best stress relief in my opinion.” Phasma said.

“We are only going to this planet on business. I have no time or interest in going to any of those whore houses with you, Captain.”

“And just when did I say you'd come with me, General? I'll be going to this lovely women's only establishment on the north side of the planet. I just think you'd enjoy a little fun of your own. Kriff knows you need something to pull the stick out of your arse.”

 Hux turned from his data pad with an angry expression and a slight blush. 

“I will decide how to spend my spare time whether that be admiring common stirppers or practicing my negotiations for the mission. Now if you excuse me captain, I still need to pack.”

___

Talk about a failure of a meeting. Hux was made the butt of every joke that came out of that young politicians mouth. The damned fool didn't even pay attention to the General’s speech. He was more interested in kissing the supreme leader’s ass and looking like a hot shot rich kid. 

Armitage was furious. He had been so stressed out about this important meeting and just got shoved in the dust by some punk. The supreme leader would give him an earful when he got back. Luckily, this was a long term mission. He wouldn't me returning to star killer for at least a year. He still had time to win the debate but right now he was stressed beyond imagine and just needed something. 

When walking down the streets late at night he notices a hidden establishment. The name was written out of basic galactic language but translated to “Red Mill”.

____ 

You were working your usual rounds at the club. You wore a sexy black lingerie set with stockings and heels while dancing on your usual pole. Wearing a smile and trying to attract the richest sucker there. They were easy to pinpoint. Nice clothes, generous tips, clean hair.

A man in a dark outfit soon walked in. He had lovely neat red hair and a cigarette in his mouth. He was obviously stressed and needed relief. The ginger sat at the bar and soon met eyes with you. Bingo you got him. You gestured for him to come over and sit at the end of the stage. 

You looked like an angel on a pole to him. So sexy and soft, if only he could touch you. After a few drinks and dollar bills be asked if you'd allow him to court you for the night.

It was rough and lustful but somehow the most passionate sex either of you had ever had. His large hands caressed your skin so forcefully but not rough enough to hurt badly or leave marks. Your fingers pulled at his beautiful auburn hair in the dark and for the first time with a client you didn't have to fake the orgasm. His dick was deliciously large and hitting all the right spots. The moans he made were incredible. Whoever this man was that he seemed almost as professional as you.

 Timing was perfect as  you came at the same time. He groaned and held you close as he emptied himself into the condom. His twitching dick making your orgasm that much more intense. After he pulled out and threw away the full condom, he looked back at you. You still looked so soft and perfect in his bed. Satisfied with how he decide to spend his night, he put his clothes back on and quietly thanked you before handing you your payment. You had almost forgotten you were working. You were put in so much bliss from the orgasm you nearly fell asleep in his soft sheets that now smelt of his calonge and sex. 

After putting on your coat, you accepted your payment and headed for the door.

“Wait.”He stopped you.

“yes?”

“May I know your name?” he asked. His voice soft as opposed to the rough tone he used while fucking you.

“It's (y/n). I work Saturday through Thursday if you'd like to see me again.”

“Perhaps. Thank you again for the night, (y/n). I believe i would like to see you again.”

“May I know your name?” you asked 

“General Armitage Hux of the First Order.”

“Well, General, It's been a pleasure. I hope to see you again some time.” and with that you left. That's the job. No attachment. No falling in love after one fuck. No these things take time not just lust. They're paying for an experience not your heart. He had been your best time with a client though and he had a very nice voice and you had to admit, he was very handsome.

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[bisexualklausmikaelson]

Break up with your girlfriend I'm bored plus klayley

a/n: au college fic/ or Hayley Marshall follows the events of Ariana Grande’s latest music video -  threesomes et al. klaus/hayley, with a dash of klaus/hayley/caroline 1. because that video was p gay so I gotta include the gay in this fic and 2. because i’m sucker for threesome fics, sorry if it’s not exactly what you wanted.

―

He has a girlfriend, Hayley reminds herself as she watches him at his desk.

She is fixated by the color of his eyes - not quite like the sky, but a bit like the ocean when the light hits it just right. A bright blue with a bit of green in them, just like a painting.

“Miss Marshall,” her professor addresses her, snapping his fingers in front of her face. “You seem to be done with your quiz, since you’re day dreaming about― “

“When you’re going to shut the hell up and let me leave class?” She cuts him off, just at the moment where he’s about to embarrass her for spying on her crush.

The professor raises a brow at her and the whole class stares in awe.

Klaus releases a soft chuckle as he watches Hayley walk out of the room.

―

She walks in on them making out in  an empty science class during lunchtime.

Caroline Forbes is all kinds of beautiful - golden locks sparkling like the sun - almost blinding her. And lips that looked as soft as clouds. Her skirt is hiked up to her waist, revealing a string of a bright red thong and long pale legs accompanied by smooth, creamy skin.

Hayley unexpectedly licks her lips at the sight of the other girl tangled in Klaus’ arms.

“Seriously?” Caroline releases, noticing Hayley’s lingering stare.

The brunette then blinks twice before picking up the books she had left behind. “Sorry,” she stammers, cheeks turning bright red. “I just forgot these here,” she says, before bolting out of the classroom.

She hears Klaus laugh at her antics again and realizes that he must think she’s a total dork.

For this was the second time in the same day that she had made a fool of herself, right in front of him.

―

(That night, Hayley makes it home before Rebekah has the chance to make fun of her for today’s antics. Surely, her brother had told her all about both awkward incidents - and god knows that Rebekah loves to tease. 

Hayley crawls into bed, hands covering her face.

She’s so glad that the day was over).

―

Later that week, he makes an appearance at Kol’s Birthday Bash.

In retrospect, Hayley knew he’d be there, it’s his brother’s birthday for god’s sake. She blames Freya for dragging her out. She blames the free booze and pizza. She blames the fact that she craves attention and Elijah will be there to shower her with his affection.

She blames the new dress she bought - the short black one that Klaus saw her eyeing that one day he went shopping with her and Rebekah.

“You look nice,” She hears someone whispers, as she turns around to face him

“Klaus,” She stammers. “Thanks,” she mumbles, looking him up and down.  “So do you,” she admits noticing how the periwinkle of his tie against the darkness of his jet black suit complimented his eyes.

“This old thing?” he smirks, shrugging.

She’s quiet for a moment, looking around him to notice that he is alone. “So,” Hayley nervously starts again. “Just you, tonight?” she asks.

He shoves a hand in his pocket and frowns. “I’m afraid Caroline’s at home, sick with the flu,” he offers. “She’s been in bed all day,” he goes to say, with a sad tone in his voice.

Hayler bites her lip. She wasn’t used to being this close to him. “Sounds pretty bad,” she tells him instead, realizing that she could practically smell him.

“It is,” he nods. “I’m just making a short appearance here, giving my brother his present, then making my way back home to look after my lovely girl,” he smiles again, when he thinks of Caroline.

And then, Hayley notices that she can smell her scent on him as well. 

Honeysuckle drops with a hint of dark chai.

“How sweet,” she mumbles. “I hope she gets better soon,” she offers, tucking her hair behind her ear.

“As do I, sweetheart,” he agrees, eyes scanning the room to spy his younger brother. “I’ll see you around, pleasure chatting with you,” he then says, as he’s off to find Kol.

“Same here,” Hayley whispers, but he’s already left her side by then.

―

That same evening, she notices that he’s making a late night trip to the convenience store nearby. Hayley’s on her way back from the party as she notices how Klaus buys a few packs of chocolates, some painkillers, and a box of tampons.

She feels a smidgen of jealousy as she notices how completely whipped this guy is for another woman.

Although, Hayley does a damn good job of hiding how she feels - so she forces herself to look away, and continued her walk back home.

―

Final exams and graduation pass by almost too quickly.

The next significant time she bumps into him isn’t until the end of the year actually. Which was good in a way, because it meant that she had done a fantastic job of avoiding him.

Despite the fact that she lived with his sister and that they went to the same school.

“Are you coming to our celebration party tonight?” He always shows up though, somehow, at the most unexpected of times. And this time, he was standing in front of her car as she was making her way to it.

Almost as if he had been waiting for her. 

“I didn’t really plan on it, to be honest,” Hayley told him, while shoving her keys into her door.

“I’m surprised,” he releases softly, leaning a hand against her vehicle. “I thought my sisters dragged you along to all the Mikaelson events,” Klaus said, as her gaze finally met his.

He really had no idea what ‘personal space’ meant, she thought. “Yeah well,” Hayley shrugs. “I managed to convince them to give me a night off,” she offers him, trying to open her car door.

“It’s a shame,” Klaus sings, stepping out of the way so she can enter her SUV. “I was looking forward to seeing you,” he quips, in that charming little tone of his.

It makes her want to melt.

“Why is that?” Hayley asks.

“I just enjoy your company,” He answers her quickly, almost too-quickly.

After all, they had only spent a handful of moments together. She wonders how such little time with her was enough to intrigue him. Maybe, she really was clueless one around here.

“Klaus,” Caroline calls him, as she makes her way out of class to meet him at his car.

“Coming, darling,” he shouts at her. He turns to face Hayley one last time, wondering is his offer still stands. “Hayley, I hope you change your mind about tonight,” he says, before turning on his heel.

“Not likely,” she whispers, after he leaves,

―

(Her new set of expensive red lacy lingerie haunts her.

She had bought it as a graduation gift to herself - sick and tired of finding excuses to put off her purchase, she did this on a whim. Hayley curses herself for it. It’s not like she had anyone to wear it for anyway.

Or maybe she did - if she accepts the offer.

The brunette bites her bottom lip, stalling for time.

“Well,” she tells herself, slipping into it slowly, “might as well put this stuff to good use.” She sang, squeezing a tight dress over the set before heading out the door).

―

The Mikaelson graduation party is just as wild as any other event of theirs.

It must be damn nice to be part of a family of elites, Hayley thinks, as she ventures inside. 

She does everything she’s supposed to do: drink a bit from the champagne fountain, play a few rounds of beer pong, get tangled up in a game of twister, smoke a joint with the girls hanging out in the balcony. She even makes her way to the pool, where Klaus and Caroline are making out like animals.

She feels like a pervert - but she can’t help but watch them.

They’re all tangled limbs and tongues sliding and licking trails up each other’s bodies - Caroline’s perfectly manicured nails tracing pale red lines down Klaus’ porcelain back, his teeth nibbling at her ear, her eyes…eyeing her?

“Hayley,” she says, mid-make-out. “Come,” she curls a finger at the other girl, and beckons her to join them.

(Hayley Marshall, in all her life, had experienced very few ‘wild sex things’ - as she liked to call them anyway. There was that time Tyler Lockwood spanked and choked her a bit during sex, back in high school. That time Stefan Salvatore had sex with her on a public beach, at night. And that time she gave Elijah a blowjob while he was driving her home from a late night out drinking with Rebekah (with the other girl passed out in the back seat, of course).

Still, a three some had never been part of the equation.

Until tonight).

She slowly steps into the pool, making her way towards the hot couple in front of her.

“I knew you’d make it, love,” Klaus whispers, smiling.

Hayley nods, shyly.

And just before they kiss, Caroline swoops in, stealing Hayley’s lips away from her boyfriend.

“We’re going to have so much fun with you,” the blonde sings, before moving aside so Klaus can finally have his turn with the girl.

Hayley feels his lips right after Caroline’s and they both taste sweet.

She lets herself be devoured - wishing that this night would never end.

― 

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[kinksvt]

→ pairing: reader x wonwoo

♕ summary: you and wonwoo had been friends for a while but after some unknown tension that changes.

✱ genre/warnings: friends to lovers!au, dirty talk, degradation, rough fucking, daddy kink, the whole deal, plus a liiiittle bit of fluff at the end bc im a sucker for wonwoo

✱ word count: 3.2k+

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you threw the blanket that was already with the room off of you and put on your shorts, making your way to the door. you turned the knob slowly, thinking every move you made was the loudest thing on earth. slipping past the opening in the door you made, fear of it squeaking loudly, you walked stealthily across the hall towards the stairs to head into the kitchen. you didn't know what the hell to eat or what to do. you just needed to occupy yourself and take your mind off of things.

"couldn't sleep either?" a deep voice spoke from behind you suddenly. your heart jumped and you spun quickly around to see who the person was.

“oh,” you cleared your throat, “hey wonwoo.” the air felt awkward between you two, tension so strong that it could cut a knife.

"hey cutie, what's up?" wonwoo made his way to the cupboard, looking for a snack. you blushed at the nickname as you faced away from him, opening the fridge that was behind you.

"nothing, i was just, uhm, hungry." a mess could only be used to describe you in this somewhat uncomfortable situation with wonwoo.

he looked back at you, seeing you grab the carton of milk that sat inside the fridge. "hey, do you remember when we were younger.." wonwoo trailed off, leaning against the island that sat in the kitchen. you placed the milk on the counter top, stopping everything you were doing. you still didn't look at wonwoo, but your attention was on him. “we used to," he chuckled softly, "sleep with each other?"

your eyes widened, the moments erupting in your mind clear as day. you two would innocently sleep in each other's beds during your many sleepovers. there were times when wonwoo would move closer to you during the nights when you were scared because the rain beat at your window. but of course, all good things come to an end eventually and when you two both sprouted during high school, you both decided it was best to stop without having it to be mentioned. it just seemed right to the both of you. "yes..i do. why are you bringing it up?"

wonwoo had made his way over and set his hand on your shoulder, startling you. "because. ever since the first night you slept in my bed, i couldn't sleep easily without you in it."

it was like you were in some sort of trance and someone else had taken over your body. you turned around to face wonwoo, his warm hand feeling like it was burning your skin. "really?" you looked into his eyes, his own staring into yours.

"yes, really. i always think back to when you slept with me. i always think about the feeling of my arms around you, protecting you. i feel like i constantly have to protect you to make sure you don't get hurt." when you were about to respond, he added, "i don't want anyone else taking you away from me."

that had sent a shiver down your spine and a rush of heat to your core. "w-what do you mean by that?" you both knew what it meant.

"it means," wonwoo began walking towards you, making you walk back until you hit the other counter, "that i like you, y/n. a lot."

you gulped and followed his eyes that were on your lips. you subconciously licked them, mentally screaming at him to just kiss you already. and as if he had read your mind, he finally leaned in and kissed you. a feeling of butterflies had erupted in his stomach, and yours. he had waited so long to finally be able to kiss you. he had only dreamed of how it felt to have your lips on his own. he pulled away to look at you, your eyes already open and wide. your lips parted to speak but he cut you off, "can i kiss you again?"

you merely nodded and he returned to you. he took the hand he once had rested on your shoulder and placed it on your hip, lightly rubbing the exposed skin. his other placed on the back of your head, deepening the kiss. you were incredibly wet and wonwoo began to slowly become hard. his dreams only had escalted after you two had kissed. he was hoping that his many dreams about you would become a reality at last. "fuck," wonwoo said breathlessly against your lips, "you don't know how many times i've wanted and thought about kissing you.."

"y-you've thought about kissing me?"

"god yes." his fingers brushed against your arm softly, trailing up and down. "you drive me crazy, y/n."

"i-i do?" you thought your knees were going to buckle, you felt so weak.

"you haven't noticed? fuck, i've liked you for as long as i can remember, princess." wonwoo let out a chuckle, "you can't tell me that you don't feel something for me either."

"i do, feel something for you wonwoo." he smirked in response but quickly wiped it off. "come with me." he whispered. grabbing your wrist, wonwoo pulled you away and headed upstairs. his grip didn't loosen, he turned the hall into the room he was staying in, nudging you in and locking the door behind you both. wonwoo suddenly switched on a light that, to your luck, was dim and not extremely bright.

you swallowed dryly, feeling intimidated by how wonwoo stared at you. like a predator getting ready to pounce on its prey. "uhm, w-wonwoo-" he raised a hand to silence you, walking closer and closer to you. the back of your knees hit the bed, making you tumble backwards slightly. wonwoo got on top of you and wrapped his hand lightly around your throat. the sensation and the feeling went straight down to where you wanted him the most.

“you know princess.." his hand released your neck, his fingers moving—making an invisible trail down your body, "i'm not happy with what you did earlier." it suddenly clicked in your mind as his fingers slipped the strings of your tank top off your shoulder, pulling your shirt over your head. "did you do it on purpose, baby?"

you whined, feeling small and little under everything wonwoo was doing to you. "no, i-i didn't mean to. i was just-"

"don't lie to daddy, princess." wonwoo's hand cupped your clad breast. "you wanted me to look at you, right? you wanted me to be jealous of jeonghan, didn't you?"

"no, wonwoo, i-"

"what was that, baby?" he slowly dragged his entire hand down your body until he reached the band of your shorts, right above the area he knew he had been affecting you the most.

"wonwoo, p-please," you needed him to touch you already. you were pretty sure your panties were soaked and your clit had already developed its own heartbeat.

"that's not my name, princess." he raised himself back up to your face and kissed your neck roughly. you let out a moan as he began sucking harshly on your neck. his other hand held the other side of your face. "yeah, that's right baby. moan louder. let everyone in this goddamn house know who you belong to." wonwoo was going to make sure that, not only jeonghan, but everyone know who was making you feel good. "who's doing this to you, baby? who's making you so wet?"

"you, wonwoo."

"uh-uh, that's not my name." he smoothed his tongue against your collarbone, also leaving light purple hickeys there. "it's daddy to you, baby."

with a desperate whine, you moaned, "d-daddy, please touch me. i need you so badly."

wonwoo pulled away from your collarbone, looking into your eyes, his own clouded with lust. "such a naughty girl, begging for daddy. can't you wait a little longer, baby?"

you shook your head and wonwoo tsked as he moved down your body to the material that covered your lower half. his fingers touched your skin and pinched the band of your shorts, taking them off painfully slow. you sighed when you were met with the cool air. you didn't wear anything fancy or sexy, considering the fact that you weren't expecting jeon wonwoo to see them. "how cute.." wonwoo brushed his fingers against the baby pink striped underwear you wore, making you shudder quietly. "so innocent, baby. god you're so fucking cute."

you shyed away, moving your legs away from wonwoo. you became easily self conscious, despise from always being looked at carefree and confident. wonwoo grabbed your legs, spreading them open. he let out a groan, "my pretty girl, you're so wet." his long fingers suddenly came into contact with the dark pink spot. "can i?" he asked as his digits hooked on your underwear.

"yes," you breathed out. and with that, wonwoo slid your underwear down your thighs. he let out a moan, "fuck," he sighed out.

"could you remove something? i-i don't like how i'm the only one naked.."

he laughed slightly as he quickly stripped himself, leaving his boxers on. "now baby, what else do you want?"

"touch me." you couldn’t wait any longer. if you did, you think you’d burst.

"anything for my girl.." he smirked and lowered his head between your legs. wonwoo was so close to you, you could feel his breath against your heat. "you're so wet, babe. i bet i could slide my cock right in there." he suddenly placed a sloppy kiss onto your clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through your body.

you moaned, "more daddy, please i'm begging you." and with that, wonwoo attached his mouth to your pussy, his tongue sticking out slightly.

you moaned again, louder as his tongue quickly glided all across your folds. your hands fisted wonwoo's hair, making him groan, sending vibrations up your body. he flatted his tongue against you, making your body arch. you let out a whine as you clenched your thighs around his head, he took his left hand and rested it on your lower stomach. he brought his right hand to you and entered his digit inside you, causing a pornographic sound to leave your throat. he looked at you and began moving his finger, "that's right baby, wake all the guys up. let them know what i'm doing to you, my beautiful princess."

he suddenly inserted another finger into you, making you gasp. his mouth came into contact with your clit and he sucked harshly on it. his fingers going in and out of you and curling desperately, trying to find your sweet spot. his other hand reached up and grabbed your boob, lightly pinching your hard, pink nub. your senses became overwhelmed. with wonwoo's skillful fingers and relentless tongue on your pussy and pleasure on your boob, you already felt your orgasm approaching faster than you thought it would. "don't cum until i say so," he said, almost knowing your body already. you clenched around him as his tongue continued to lick and suck at your clit. his fingers went as far as you allowed and he curled them again and you squealed loudly.

"daddy, r-right there," your body felt as if it was on fire. euphoria ran through every vein in your body, a ball of pleasure quickly building up in your lower stomach.

"cum for me, angel." you let out a long moan followed with a squeal you didn't know you were capable of making. as you came, your hips stuttered, as if the world was slowly stopping.

"you look so hot when you cum, baby." he pressed one last kiss to your heat, making you jolt with pleasure.

"daddy, i-i need your cock."

"yeah, baby? you need daddy's cock? what a dirty slut you are, so impatient after i had given you what you wanted." he slapped your thigh, making you yelp. you felt your juices run and drip onto the sheets. wonwoo got off of the bed, "on your knees," he pointed at the floor in front of him. you did as he said with no hesitation. you got up from the bed and kneeled in front of him, already knowing what was going to happen. "here's what princess is going to do for daddy." he bent down ever so slightly and grabbed your chin to make you look up at him. "princess is going to be good for daddy, and suck his cock. right, baby?"

"yes, daddy." you swallowed dryly, you've never been this turned on and vulnerable in your life.

"that's my girl.." he then pulled his boxers down in one motion, his cock springing out and slapping against his lower abdomen. you audibly gasped at his size and girth, squeezing your thighs together. his cock stood tall, the tip a crimson color and you could just barely see a few shiny drops of precum beginning to leak out. the veins protruded out from his base just enough for you to see it in the dim light. "like what you see, princess?" he smirked, hearing your gasp and noticing your stare.

"you're so big.." you were breathless, only thinking about the spots he would be able to hit with ease inside of you, filling you up.

"don't flatter me baby, come closer." you thought wonwoo looked stunning in daylight, smiling but he looked even more stunning, sweat coating his body and making his hair stick to his forehead. you took a mental remembrance to this sight as you scooted closer to wonwoo and his awaiting present. "open." he instructed, his mouth falling open in desire.

you did as he told, your tongue sticking out slightly. wonwoo could devour you whole right there at that sight, again. as soon as his tip touched your mouth, he let out a sigh. his cock filled your cavern and you began sucking gently, earning satisfactory moans from wonwoo. you bobbed your head up and down on his dick, your tongue swirling against his red tip. “shit baby, just like that.” wonwoo’s fingers gathered your hair in a ponytail, “can you take all of me, princess?”

you looked up at him and hummed in response. wonwoo carefully slid himself deeper in your mouth, hitting the back of your throat—you gagged slightly.

“you gotta relax babygirl, unless you wanna make it difficult on yourself.” he said, gulping as the pleasure took over him. you did as he said and relaxed, deepthroating wonwoo, earning another moan from him. “yes baby, fuck. keep sucking my cock like that..” wonwoo breathed heavily, now beginning to guide your head up and down on himself. you hollowed your cheeks as he moved your mouth to his liking. while you sucked wonwoo, you felt your wetness gathering down south again, your clit pulsating with need.

wonwoo looked down at you as best as he could, fighting back the urge to throw his head in ecstasy. he already felt his orgasm approaching, seeing you on the floor for him—your mouth wet on his dick. all of those late nights trying to be quiet while fucking his fist thinking about you came rushing into his head. he yanked your hair—resulting in a moan from your throat—pushing you off of him, a trail of saliva falling from your mouth. “fuck, i was gonna cum. god, i knew that pretty mouth could do wonders.” wonwoo smirked as he helped you up, your knees getting slight carpet burn and legs half numb. he motioned for you to lay on the bed as he got out something from his short’s pocket. “can’t ever be too safe,” he took out a condom and quickly rolled it on as he looked at you. you giggled as you waited for him, “hurry up, daddy.” you said playfully.

“uh uh, princess,” he fixed the condom onto his hard length as he came closer to you. “you have to be patient.” he leaned down to kiss you then to whisper in your ear, “or you won’t cum again.”

you swallowed as you nodded and looked down between your legs.

wonwoo fixated himself between you, pumping himself a bit. you whined when you felt him rub his cock on your folds, “fuck,” he groaned. “i can’t wait to ruin you, babygirl.” wonwoo slid himself in you, making you moan loudly.

“w-wonwoo, oh my god,” he stretched you out slightly, filling you up just as good as you had hoped—even better. “p-please wonwoo, fuck me.”

he waited a few moments to let you adjust, “my pleasure.” hips suddenly snapped, making you yell out. “wonwoo!”

he leaned down and you wrapped your arms around his neck as he began thrusting into you quickly. “fuck, y-you’re so tight.” wonwoo didn’t hold back. his cock enveloped in you, gliding against your warm walls drove him crazy. he buried his face into your neck, breathing warmly against your already burning skin. you moaned loudly and raked your nails down his back, making wonwoo moan in unison with you. “d-do that again, oh my- fuck, fuck you feel so good y/n,” his relentless hips rocked against yours, switching between fast and hard. he felt his orgasm returning but he was keen on making you cum first. wonwoo let his hand wander down your body until he found your clit, grazing over it softly when he earned a high pitched whine from you.

“i-i’m close,” you managed to tell him.

“good.” wonwoo rubbed your bundle of nerves, making you squeal with every thrust he gave into you. “you like that, baby?”

you only nodded, feeling your second orgasm building up like a coil.

“yeah?” he asked, beginning to rub you harder as his hips began to slow down a bit. “you like it when i play with your clit while i fuck you, princess? huh?” he held back a moan, “such a dirty little slut for me, whining, not caring that we may wake the others up.”

“w-wonwoo-“

“scream my name, princess. who do you belong to?” wonwoo rubbed you fast and harsh, in time with his dick slamming into you.

it was all too much and your orgasm crashed over you, making you scream wonwoo’s name—like he wanted. you clenched rhythmically around wonwoo, causing him to cum into the condom with a loud groan. his hips stuttered as he threw his head back, lips formed an O shape. he pulled out of you, breathless and collapsed beside you.

the two of you laid in seungcheol’s guest bedroom, tired and content.

“how loud do you think we were?” wonwoo asked, facing you. his post-sex aura made your heart ache.

he was perfect—scratch that.

he is perfect.

and he thought the same about you.

“considering that i don’t think i’ll be able to walk for a while—pretty loud.” you smiled, thanking the low lights for hiding the blush that began to rise on your cheeks.

“so what does this make us now?” he turned on his side, his fingers brushing a piece of hair that fell onto your face.

“i was hoping that we could, be more than friends?” you said but sounded more like a question filled with the hopes of it not being rejected.

“i was hoping so too.”

a/n: i finished writing this at 3:30 am so i apologize if theres any mistakes im ljterally half asleep ♡

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