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thirtyn1ne · 1 year

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characters: Diluc , Childe and Xiao x gn!reader

(established relationship - reader is drunk - swear word in diluc part - English isn’t my native language so there might be some mistakes- the characterizations maybe -certainly - off )

In which reader was hanging out with some friends to catch up on what they have been doing and whatnot. Next thing they knew they got drunk especially reader. like reader is completely wasted. As they were trying to take reader home the Genshin men appeared and saw them , which led them offering to take you home. “Come on let get you home” as they said that reader mumbled something and the men are like “hm, what is it?”

So reader repeat it again loud enough just so the men can hear them “ I am with you” they say with such ease as they hazily smiled nuzzling further into the (chest/neck) of the men. What will the men reaction be?

Diluc and his hair became one😭😭 poor guy had crushed (diluc.exe isn’t responding). He is so flustered and cannot do this. You’re?? So cute??? But??so deadly??? How can say something like that? Plus adding to that your friends are here too. Oh shit , he tries so hard to gain control . Will cough saying that he got it from here, trying to go as quickly as possible leaving your friends confused. After your return home (be it dawn winery or your own home) as he lay you down in bed he will smile faintly as he looked at you lovingly while caressing your cheek giving your forehead a kiss. He just love you so much , he is so lucky to have you. Will start planning for your marriage (like that’s the end goal but it will cross on his mind more often). The next day you’ll notice he is strangly in a good mood today so when you ask him he will say it’s nothing while blushing and slightly avoiding your eyes which made you suspicious (eventually he will tell you about it looking so flustered how? Idk you did it . you tell me how you made him🤨/lh/j)

Childe isn’t easily shocked , but as soon as you uttered those words his eyes widen and he just stared at you, his mouth slightly ajared , But soon it was replaced with laughter as he smiled so widely it could cut his face. Will ask you to repeat that but you’re already asleep. Awww he wanted to hear you say it again:(

Oh well it can’t be helped. Will be smiling the whole night as he took you home while starting to plan for your wedding. No I am not joking. Like I even feel that he will propose to you a short while after the incident and will be more vocal about it idk. He will surely tease you and remind you each time about it. Each time you ask he will answer with “ oh it’s nothing” “don’t worry about it” and it just made you more curious😤 on a serious note he is happy , very happy . In fact he doesn’t know what to do , the fact that you feel at home with him? Even after everything have has done and who he is? Yeah his love for has grown even stronger and will do everything in his power to make you happy. After all he too felt the same <3

Xiao my sweet xiao. At first he will stare at you. His eyes blinking slowly. Your friends were about to ask him what’s wrong but before they could you already have teleported leaving your friends astounded. As you arrived to wanshug inn, precisely your room. He carried you to your bed where he laid you down . You were whining that you didn’t want to sleep , but you eventually fall asleep. At that xiao heaved a heavy sigh masking half of his face in order to hide the evident blush on his cheeks. Averting his eyes from you , so that he couldn’t see your figure. Foolish mortal. Spouting nonsense even in this state , yet he couldn’t help the warmth spreading through his chest when he remembered your words. He really doesn’t deserve you. Before he leave to kill demons he would kiss your forehead gently and then gaze at you softly <3. The next morning you will find a couple of qiuxing flowers and your favourite meal next to you<3 ( hkhijggjffjf I love him🥹🥹)

this was inspired by this pin

#This is my first writing post ever…#Might not be the best but I had this idea for a while and I thought it was cute #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #diluc x reader #xiao x reader #tartaglia x reader #childe x reader #genshin scenarios #genshin fluff #my writing

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ofstoriesandstardust · 2 years

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ooh for the drabble prompt thing theres a few that i think could be fun, up to you if you want to do just one or combine them. 5 “I didn’t mean it like that.” 19 “Just breathe, sweetheart.” and 44 “What’s your 5-year plan for this?”. personally im a rooster girlie so id love it with rooster and rebel but whatever gets your creative juices flowing

prompts from this list of drabbles!

characters from same mistakes-verse

5. "I didn't mean it like that."

19. "Just breathe, sweetheart."

44. "What's your 5-year plan for this?"

warnings: swearing, angst, miscommunication, canon-established insecurities, idk if this is obvious but this happens early on the timeline

word count: 1,114

It hadn’t started out as a fight. Really, it hadn't. You’re not sure what had even set the two of you off but now you were standing in the kitchen of the Bradshaw home, arguing with your boyfriend.

Squabbling was more like it.

Whatever had set the two of you off, you were certain it was insignificant. Both of you had had long days, were tired and stressed, and yet you had continued to pick and pick and pick, ever-searching for a reason to push him away. Ever-trying to give him a reason to leave, to take off, to prove what you’d always known: that eventually, sooner or later, he’d leave. He’d wake up and realize what you’d known all along, that you weren’t good enough, that he deserved more, better, than what you could offer him.

You think you may have finally done it this time.

“Jesus Christ, you make this so hard sometimes.” He groans, running a hand through his hair. He looks tired, worn to the bone, and you swallow the guilt.

This is your fault.

“If I make it so hard, then you should go find someone who makes it easy.” You shoot back and his eyes narrow.

“You act like you don’t even want to be with me half the time.”

Well that stung.

You scoff, deflecting from the hurt that had just ripped across your heart. “It’s hard to act like I want to be with you when I’m not even sure you want to be in this relationship in the first place! I mean, c’mon, what’s your 5-year plan for this? We both know this isn’t a forever thing for you.”

He throws his hands up in the air. “Here we go again. Here we go, always doubting me. Always acting like I’m not serious about you, like I don’t want to be with you. Makes me feel like shit sweetheart.” The way he says sweetheart drips of sickly sweetness, poison beneath the words, and it makes your jaw tighten. He turns back to the counter, resting his palms against it. He sighs, squeezing his eyes shut.“You know what, maybe it’s best we take some time apart.”

Oh.

You swallow, turning your head away from him as tears prick at your eyes. “Fine.” Your voice is thick with tears, making them impossible to hide, and he turns his head to look at you, his features softening.

“Honey-”

“No, if you want me to leave, that’s fine.” You say, straightening up and crossing your arms.

After all, this is what you had wanted... right?

He sighs, moving closer to you. “I just think we need some space from each other.”

Wasn’t space usually what they asked for before they broke up with you? A delaying of the inevitable?

You take a step back from him, moving away from his outstretched arm. “Whatever you want.” Your voice is tight and you know you’re not fooling him.

“Honey, I just think-”

“You know what, if you’re going to break up with me, just have the balls to do it now. Don’t save my feelings by drawing it out. Just break my heart and go.”

The cracks are beginning to form around your heart and more tears rush to the surface at the words. You bite your lip to keep them from falling, willing yourself to save at least a little bit of your pride and dignity. You can lick your wounds later, but right now... right now you needed to be strong.

This is what you had wanted... right?

Confusion flickers across his face. “What’re you talking about?”

You let out a watery chuckle. “God, are you really going to make me spell it out for you? Fine, if you’re so cruel.” You take a shaky breath, trying to steel yourself but it does little to alleviate the tears that are coming on fast. In fact, it only makes the words harder to get out. “You know, space is what you ask for from someone you know you’re gonna break up with but don’t have the heart to do it yet. Time apart is what you tell someone when you know you’ll never figure things out but pretend anyways. Jesus, I’ve always known our relationship was on a timer but at least- at least have the decency to let me go properly.”

The tears take over and your chest crumples in on itself as you shoulders begin to heave with sobs. The tears slips down your cheeks, the drops leaving tracks in their wake. You want to wipe away the tears, turn and leave, but all you can do is bow your head as you continue to cry.

You hear him walk closer to you, gingerly touching you. When you don’t move away, don’t flinch back, he slowly wraps his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest. The tears are falling on to his shirt now, creating a warm, salty, wet patch as one of his hands come up to tangle in your hair. The other settles on your shoulder, gently rubbing back and forth. “Just breathe sweetheart.” He whispers, tucking his head on top of yours.

You’re not sure how long he stands there, holding you, letting you cry, but he doesn’t speak again until the sobs have subsided, turning from full body heaves to hiccups to nothing but shaky breathing.

“I didn’t mean it like that.” He finally whispers, never once letting you go. “I just meant that we should take time apart tonight because we’re both angry and tired and we weren’t going to accomplish anything by fighting with one another.”

Oh.

Well now you felt a little stupid. You swallow, embarrassed, and try to pull away from him. His hands fall to your waist, not letting you go far. “Sorry, I’ll... yeah, I’ll leave. We can talk about this later.”

“Sweetheart...”

You swallow, feeling the tears threaten to well back up. “No, really it’s okay. You’re right. I’m sorry I...” You take a shuddering breath. “’M sorry I had a meltdown. I’ll head home.”

His hands fall from your waist, his eyes looking you over as you take a step back. “I mean, if you want to go...”

“You’re right, we’re not gonna accomplish nothing tonight. So maybe you’re right that it’s best we spend the night apart.” He lets out his own deep breath, looking up at the ceiling as you move past him to grab your keys off the counter. “I’ll see you tomorrow. I love you.”

“I love you too.” He responds without turning to face you. You sigh, swallowing back another wave of tears.

“Okay, goodnight.” You whisper softly.

“Night.”

#kylie answers #kylie writes #same mistakes #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley rooster bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #top gun maverick

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freedomfireflies · 3 months

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hi , ‘s me 📚

Normally I don’t indulge in saying something like this, but you’re so silly for thinking people wouldn’t love part two of the infinite-verse (is that a thing?)... anyway, almost got distracted and forgot my point but… Um… I told you so. Respectfully. Affectionately. I told you so.

I am reeeeeeeeling for his possessiveness. Like obviously there’s always a flattering aspect with possessiveness but the way you write it, for him, is sooooo hot. Like there’s something special about it. Idk. I can’t tell if it’s because I wouldn’t expect it from him, because of the open relationship aspect, or because he’s…. I have no idea. But the way you write it for him specifically is soooo yummy. So hot. Loved that.

What’s crazy is that after the first part, I was kind of nervous to see how a full story of them would play out. Because something like this you’d inevitably expect to be messy and painful and someone always ends up hurt and the idea of that stresses me out. Because Rebecca doesn’t deserve that. And ruined friendships? All of that scares me. It becomes too real. Emotional pain and disharmony can be overwhelming (especially when the writer is so good and it gets you emotionally attached to characters). You know what I mean? But after reading Insatiable You and the anons and their ideas and your responses, it seems a little less scary. Like I can see a light at the end of the tunnel. And I always think it’s funny when you see something come to life that seemed like it wasn’t possible. Like oh, I guess… I guess there is a way out that maybe wouldn’t be so awful… You know? If that made any sense. (it’s probably an unpopular opinion, because I know people love angst, but I feel like I have enough emotional turmoil in my personal life LMAO)

Yes please to all of these:

Harry's jealousy doesn't really come out with Rebecca anymore...but with Kitty? 😗 New fear: unlocked and I kind of want to see him lose it hAHHA

I'm thinking maybe if they go rougher, she could slip into her subspace and we'd see how he reacts!! Which also would make it harder for him to leave 😗 and he'd maybe realize how much he actually cares for her 😗😗 THOUGHTS ARE BEING THUNK!

AGREED!! Also bye HAHAH I literally love the idea of him actually being so confused?? Like this was just sex?? Why do I want to rip this guy's fucking teeth out?? CONFUSION??

Maybe even Rebecca having to be the one to say, "My dude.............why do you think?" SLFJSDF

Maybe a double date with Harry and Rebecca 😗 I feel like that would be wildly hilarious asfjsdf just them sitting at the same table, both getting jealous while their partners are completely obvious HAHAH

As for part two thoughts... Just gonna give you a zillion clips of pieces I loved.

d i a l o g u e pops

He slaps your clit. Hard. “Beg me,” he repeats. “Fucking beg me, baby. Beg me to touch you. Beg me to stretch you. Beg me to fuck this cute little hole until you’re coming all down my hand.” -

“Have you been going around, trying to give away what’s mine?” 😵‍💫

He grins a bit wider and it makes your chest swell. “Is that right, Kitten?” 😵‍💫

“Don’t care,” you vaguely hear him murmur before he’s nipping at your clit again. “Again.” - what the shit. Whoa. yeah. Okay. whoa. 🫣

This is what you wanted, isn’t it? 😵‍💫

Then, the book is suddenly snatched from your hand and chucked across the room before he kisses you harder. He growls, “Enough. You don’t come for him anymore. You fucking come for me. Is that understood?” 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

“You are not to pick up that goddamn book as long as you’re mine, do you hear me? You will not touch yourself to another man’s words or soak these fucking sheets for anybody else but me.” 🫨

“Huh? I don’t fucking care who wrote it. It is no longer yours to read. Tell me you understand.” 🫨

“I know,” he says gently. He’s watching you again. Curious to your reaction and seemingly enthralled by your response. Happy. Content. “I know, baby. S’good, yeah?” 🥺😖

You feel him nuzzle his cheek against your head. “Shh,” he coos, and rubs his other hand up and down your spine soothingly. “You’re okay. You’re gonna take it, aren’t you? Gonna give me another—” 😵‍💫

“You’re okay,” he repeats firmly. “You’re fine. I know you can take me, so take me. Just like you took your little fingers before I got here. You come for me the way you came for him. Okay?” 😵‍💫

You let out a relieved sigh that makes him smirk and you adore his smugness. More than you should. - Relatable. Deeply relatable.

You feel him smile against your throat. 😵‍💫

Then, he dips down, and nuzzles his nose against yours. “You’re too good to me,” he exhales. It sounds heavy. Scared. Sweet. “I don’t deserve you, Kitten. I hope you know that.” - Wanna know why baby boy doesn’t feel like he deserves her:( he’s so giving:(

All the smacking, the clit, the thigh, the spanking 🫨

Grits his teeth and fists your skin until he’s completely bottomed out. And then…he kisses you.

Long and slow and it almost feels grateful. Like he’s thanking you for letting him inside and you sigh against his mouth.

🫠

You like to think he’d laugh if it were any other time. Today, however, he merely yanks himself out of your pussy and flips you around. - so cheeky of her, love this character development.

He slows his thrusts. “Are you thinking again?” he asks gently. “Did I lose you to those ugly thoughts?”

You could almost cry from the way he notices. The way he cares. Still, you force a brave face. “No, sorry. Just feels really good.”

He’s unconvinced. “Kitten—”

😖🥺💔

You feel your eyes grow larger while your head nods all on its accord. And he grins when he sees how mesmerized you are

🥹

Kissing and licking your tits while his palm flattens against your spine to keep you on his tongue. 🫠

He smiles and takes your hand. “Right here,” he murmurs, as though anticipating your wonder. He presses your palm flat against your stomach before nudging himself up into you and— - precious omg tender omg 😭

You surge forward and kiss him. Taking your hand away only so you can drag it down his chest and claw at his heart as though desperate to reach inside and take hold. To keep it. Forever. 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

there’s something so incredibly wonderful about knowing he’s equally as possessed as you are. 🥹

He seems to realize he’s the first man to do something so intimate with you and he likes this idea.

Yet your tears and meek reaction only entertain him further. He grins wickedly as he rolls you faster, taking your nipple in his mouth before looking up. “What’s the matter, baby, hm? S’it hurt?” 🥵😵‍💫🫨🫠

But you can’t help the whine that slips out when you see those delicious pearlescent drops go to waste and you squirm when you realize how much you’re really losing.You’ve never been one to care about keeping it inside. In fact, you’ve never really cared about it at all. But now…it feels like you’re losing him. You’re losing this experience by letting it drip down and disappear, and you nearly start to cry.

He takes hold of your cheek and gently sweeps his thumb across the soaked, warm skin of your face. “Baby,” he breathes. “What’s wrong?”

You swallow thickly and attempt to relax. You don't imagine he'd understand. “Nothing, sorry.”

His head tilts but he’s still smiling. “Then why are you clenching me so hard? What’s wrong? Are you in pain, does it hurt?”

“No. No,” you assure him quickly. “No, I just…I don’t know. Feels like…a waste, I guess.”

He’s confused until you look down and the moment he realizes, he laughs again. “Oh, you sweet fucking girl—” He tugs you in for another kiss and now your body is numb, too. “God, I really don’t fucking deserve you.”

You whimper against his tongue and he sighs.

“I’ll give you more, don’t worry,” he says before kissing down your throat. “Next time. I promise. But right now, I wanna clean you up and make sure you’re all right.”

O b s e s s e d with this entire thing. Her not caring? Her getting sad about it? And she feels so fragile and sentimental? And then she tells him and he laughs because he’s flattered and adores her?

“Yeah. Because I know my partner trusts me to take care of them even if I’m being harsh. And there’s something powerful in that, I guess. That their pain and their pleasure belongs to me.” - he’s perfect 🥺

He laughs. “Was I mean, Kitten?” - i love him 😫

He hums before he looks toward the discarded novel on the other side of the room. “Yeah, well…fuck that book. I mean it.”

“Yeah. I just picked an easy one since I didn’t want you to get too jealous.”

“Is that right?”

“Yup. Although that clearly didn’t work very well.”

You feel him land a firm smack to your ass that makes you squeal before you settle again.

“Watch it,” he warns. “Or I’ll pull you over my lap right now.”

You grin. “Maybe you should.”

🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠

The final dialogue about Rebecca is so real but in such a soothing way. Everything he does is so soothing. Like I genuinely never stop worrying but he’s just so… disarming. And I think I’d be shit at sharing too but I actually can see how maybe she’s holding onto what she can get from him because he is so soothing and so perfect and his words are just. You’re brilliant for this. And Kitten is so real and raw for her words.

I adore you more than WORDS!!!!!!! You have absolutely no idea how much this meant to me, especially the fact that you took the time to say all this!!! I appreciate you endlessly and will never be able to express it enough 😭💞💞💞 THANK YOU AGAIN for always talking to me and being so sweet!!!

#📚 anon

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appreciatingtokrev · 1 year

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my brain is going insane over photographer/filmer yamagishi and skater boarder makoto 😭😭 i feel both these professions fit their personalities honestly but yeyyyy

as mentioned makoto is a skateboard who has a growing fanbase of followers on his social media who check out his content that yamagishi helps him take. they're a fun duo, those two kids at the back of class that laugh so loud that its annoying /affectionate i love them sm

they kinda just are long time friends in the beginning but everyone thinks they're like dating n smth like that and they're just like huh cuz yk they're clueless idiots. then they kinda bring it up and become friends who kiss sometimes and use each other when they need to let out some steam, until yamagishi is just casually like ayo bro what are we. and they talk abt it n they're like yeah sure we can date ig..? but idk they're one of those relationships that are like maybe we won't put a label on this and just be happy in each other's company but they're also like letz experiment w what we want as a relationship and all.

but yeah they're kinda boyfriends definitely friends. maybe just friends who kiss but they have very intimate feelings for each other so they're just kinda lost but they're comfortable to be whatever as long as its w the other yk<3

also they love watching old highschool/coming of age movies together while cuddling but also while arguing at the tv abt stupid decisions the movie characters make. and if takkuya is in this au too yamagishi and makoto individually like rambling to the couple abt their partner bcuz they're frustrated n confused abt their relationship but also happy that they even have the other in their life and takkuya just look at each other in "that" way and when makoto/yamagishi ask them what the look was they say they won't tell them and let them figure it out for themselves. but they go on double dates, mostly to parks and theme parks but they went to a cafe once and collectively decided to never go to one all together again cuz they got kicked out bcuz they were too rowdy 😭😭

and if we rlly wanted this to be extra fun we'd add takehina into it, karate gf and nurse in training bf, just to have a bigger group 😇

anyways i love mizo mid so much im so normal abt them (im not)

killing tumblr it also didn’t give me a notif for this i hate this fucking website.

anyways hi taku!! you absolutely should go insane abt them you are doing everything right in your life fr <3 no but i am SO listening to everything you have to say you are so right abt them my god. i’m so sorry but i laughed at ‘skateboard makoto’ help i am now picturing him as an actual skateboard- adhjfgjdh. nodding along to all of this i am nodding so hard trust

oh yes we should def add takehina!! (btw the jobs you gave them?? so so true) after all takemichi is also part of mizo mid and i think excluding him is a crime. plus i love the friendship he & akkun have it’s slept on actually i think. i mean the whole first customer thing and stuff 😭 but this isn’t abt them afjhsjf so. back on topic

my brain is empty i had to make up too many haikyuu character assumptions for my qpp yesterday (i had to rate the characters without knowing them at all/while hardly knowing them (we watched the first three eps of season one together two or so months ago)) which was incredibly fun but now my creativity is on stand-by and i haven’t managed to active it again yet but yes i love them thank you

dw i am just as insane about the mizo mid. together we can give them the recongnition they deserve maybe

#you are hoarding the correct tokrev opinions i love being friends with you sm taku you don’t even know #love love love hearing your hcs and stuff man #elys n taku rambles #☆—`elys rambles

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lenievi · 1 year

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I decided to ramble about McCoy and stuff as I watched the Tholian Web because it sometimes helps me... but I still can’t wrap my head around it lol even thought at the beginning I thought I finally found a reading that works, it still broke during the conversation in Kirk’s quarters… but anyway, you can watch me trying to explain stuff to myself lol

If you love this episode, you should probably skip it idk

MCCOY: Are you satisfied? Spock, why did you do it? SPOCK: The decision to fight was logical. Lack of time prevented any other course of action. The Tholian ship had to be disabled. MCCOY: You should've known what could've happened and done everything in your power to safeguard your crew. That is the mark of a starship Captain, like Jim.

McCoy admires Jim. There’s no one like Jim in his eyes. And Jim’s primary focus is always the crew, always the ship. And Spock failed to adhere to that, and therefore in McCoy’s eyes, in this moment, he failed as a starship captain. And every single exchange between Spock and McCoy after this point is coloured by this – Spock isn’t worth it and doesn’t deserve the position as the Captain of the Enterprise, since he failed the most important thing – to safeguard the crew.

MCCOY: Why? Are you afraid it'll change your present status? SPOCK: The mental and physical state of this crew are your responsibility, Doctor. At the moment, they are your top priority. MCCOY: The Captain's last order is top priority, and you will honour that order before you take over.

“Before you take over, before you become the “captain”, the real Captain’s last order is the top priority. And you will honour it.”

MCCOY: He was a hero in every sense of the word, yet his life was sacrificed for nothing. The one thing that would have given his death meaning is the safety of the Enterprise. Now you've made that impossible, Mister Spock.

Up to this point, I thought it all worked pretty well. The following dialogue though is just... it’s honestly hard to wrap my head around it because McCoy is ??? (in regards to the whole show, but also the episode itself). The problem is that the writers decided at the beginning of the episode that McCoy wouldn’t show any visible worry about Jim, wouldn’t pester Spock to save Jim at all, that he would immediately decide that Jim died.

MCCOY: Spock, are you sure that Jim is still alive?

And it’s really hard to wrap my head around the fact that McCoy would just immediately decide that Jim was dead, which is why it’s so hard for me to accept this episode as “good” or even see it as a “spones episode” because I just don’t like how the relationship is portrayed. I’m not saying it isn’t possible, I’m not saying that he couldn’t just lock it deep down and focus on the crew that was in danger to honour Jim, that he might rather think that Jim was dead rather than stuck somewhere, but it deviates from the norm and more importantly, makes McCoy feel like almost a different character, and also makes McCoy and Spock’s interactions almost unrecognizable, not fitting season 3.

But with this in mind, him believing that Jim was completely lost and dead, the dialogue might make some little sense. Because if he thinks that Jim is dead, Spock’s actions seem confusing. Because what would Spock gain? What would he want to achieve when there was no “crew member” to save, but there was a ship full of people that needed Spock’s focus.

But the fact that McCoy would never even think that 1. Jim could be alive 2. Spock wanted to save him is ???? But also like “you could assure yourself of a captaincy” followed by “i can’t believe you would want to be a captain. they will give you the command of the enterprise” - it doesn’t even make sense. He’s just contradicting himself at this point and idk if it’s supposed to be on purpose to show how his grief is affecting him, how stressed he is, how he just cannot deal, how he just wants to attack Spock with irrational and illogical claims (that make no sense) so Spock actually shows just a sliver of some emotion, or if it’s just weird writing

or if it’s supposed to be caused by the space anomaly... but that really isn’t made clear in the episode, so it’s all just maybe? what if? might be? how can we be sure? does that mean that a few nice words from Kirk can mitigate the effects? But most importantly, was McCoy affected ever since Chekov, but he’s just better at handing anger and rage? And that’s what caused him to decide that Jim was dead?

The problem with McCoy being affected all the time, what did Spock and McCoy learn then, if McCoy’s behaviour was just an effect of an “influence”?

(I also, I guess, have problem with the role reversal. Sure, I’d love to see an episode where Spock chooses his friendship with Kirk over the good of many and his duty, but not at the cost of butchering McCoy’s character so much. Especially when then this episode is everyone’s go to “McCoy and Spock would never be able to work together without Kirk”)

Anyway

they listen to Kirk’s message, and McCoy apologizes for how he behaved before they heard the recording. Seeing Jim and hearing Jim managed to calm him down a bit, and he realized that it wasn’t just him who lost Jim. Which okay, I can buy.

MCCOY: If Scotty goes under, that's the finish of whatever chance we have of getting the Enterprise out of here. SPOCK: Please leave that to me, Doctor McCoy. I realise that the crew are your prime concern. You can best serve them in your laboratory. I urge you to confine yourself to it until a remedy has been found.

which again makes McCoy angry because Spock literally didn’t change his attitude at all

MCCOY: Spock! Must be this space is getting to me too. I know it's nothing you've done, Spock. I, I'm sorry.

but he catches himself in time, probably because he actually truly gets angry, and he apologizes for that because he knows his anger isn’t directed at Spock. It wasn’t caused by Spock. It could be the space, or it could be his own grief and his own inability to do anything right - Jim is dead, the ship is trapped, everyone is dying, he can’t find the cure. And Spock is the easy target. But also, imho, this also isn’t an apology for everything he said before. It’s only an apology for lashing out this time.

To which Spock answers: “I understand, Doctor. I'm sure the Captain would simply have said forget it, Bones.”

And Spock finally acknowledges that he did hear what Kirk said in his message. But in a true Spock fashion, he evokes Kirk himself, quoting him, using the nickname “Bones” that only Kirk is using, no one else. He’s telling him that he understands, and he’s using Kirk’s words to truly get it across (because in some way, neither of them really listened to each other in this episode). Plus, it’s easier to use someone else’s words rather than his own.

And then, as I said in this post (which still tracks for me), McCoy responds back: “That’s a medical order… Captain.”

but not only is it “I respect you”, it’s also an apology for everything he’s done and said.

At this point, everything is back to “normal” for McCoy. Jim is alive, he found a cure. Everything was looking up.

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This episode could be so good (and it’s not that it’s bad, it’s still one of the better ones in s3) if they only didn’t make McCoy act out of character or if they made it clear that he was influenced, but there really isn’t a definite answer for that imho (I respect if you don’t think McCoy is out of character, but I also know a lot of people think the same way as I do, so it’s just a matter of perspective)

And it’s not that I don’t enjoy this episode, I just really dislike the way McCoy and Spock interact in this episode. And not just from McCoy’s side, but even from Spock’s (and I hate that Spock told him he wasn’t needed at the memorial or whatever that was).

I know that many people enjoy and love this episode, but I can only enjoy it if I see it outside of any continuity, because the episode stands on Spock-McCoy conflict, but that conflict is exaggerated and doesn’t ring true. Even though TOS is an episodic show, the characters tend to have a relatively consistent traits, and McCoy’s were stripped in this episode. I did try mental gymnastics, and sure, I can come up with reasons, but I shouldn’t really think so hard about a TV episode to understand a character’s actions. Spock’s behaviour is clear, McCoy’s like WTF man, and it makes me sad that McCoy’s character in this episode was sacrificed just so Spock could be the one to worry about “the one” for a change

anyway, so these are my reasons for not having this episode nowhere near my fave “spones” episodes lol even though parts are cool, it really is mostly just the dialogue in Kirk’s quarters before they listen to the recording but it always sours the episode for me. Plus, McCoy’s atypical reaction to “Jim is in danger”

tl;dr i’m just sad that i can’t enjoy this episode as much as a lot of people do because i can’t accept how mccoy is written. what’s new though lol

#tos nonsense #leonard mccoy #spock

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spyfall pt2 salt commentary

can someone please tell me if this episode makes sense to anyone cos i do not get it at all

don’t know why this episode doesn’t have an unique title like usual two parters, especially as this episode has definitely a lot less of the spy theme (again obvious that this was originally a single episode).

the fact that the writing is on the plane floor is a gamble that they’d see it

ADA!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰 i love ada.

why do the kasaavin take ada again?

im sorry but the master’s tardis console is so ugly, baby you deserve so much better.

another Gender Joke™️! very funny ch*bnall, i laughed very hard i promise(!)

‘thats what the doctor would do’ see yaz has had her what would the doctor do moment here, why it’s made a point of in war of the sontarans confuses me.

the master’s 1834 outfit is very sexy, it’s a shame the directing doesn’t give many full shots of it.

lol the master’s top hat disappeared in between shots, where does it goes?

one thing i definitely don’t like is how little this doctor cares about the master and how out of character this is. i feel like sacha is giving a lot more to this but honestly don’t feel much coming from jodie, the doctor seems to only look at the master with disgust/ contempt, which is not their relationship at all.

obviously this goes without saying that this completely ignores missy’s arc and the doctor and master’s dynamic in s10 which is a real shame. i don’t know if ch*bnall has given his opinion on this but i guess he obviously didn’t like it idk.

yesss!! ada shooting the master is so badass i love her, finally a character who isn’t all passive. she is much more interesting as a character in 10 minutes than the fam are in 2 seasons.

also i hate the doctor’s moral high horse here. like she doesn’t say anything when the master kills 3 people unprompted but tells ada off for shooting the master in the arm when he was holding them all hostage, rescuing the doctor in the process, like can we please get a bit of perspective here.

i don’t understand why the silver lady is brought to 1834?

the fam being on the run is a blantant rip off of sound of the drums. honestly ch*bnall should use citations when he copies other people’s work.

also that generic ass ‘wanted’ poster is so funny

‘what if the doctor doesn’t come back?’ god some of these line deliveries are so deadpan. how i suppose to believe that they are a ‘fam’ when even the actors don’t even believe it.

it’s really funny that the fam’s reaction to the doctor and the master is like ‘bit awkward innit?’

why is the doctor so secretive towards the fam? is this ever explained why?

it’s really funny that graham is trying to reassure the others that the doctor is okay, because honestly they don’t actually seem to give a shit about her or whether she’s actually alive or not.

‘you know what she would ask now? what do we have at our disposable?’ see yaz is questioning what would the doctor do in this situation again. see she doesn’t actually need it written on her hand to ask herself these questions!

also it’s funny that yaz phrases this as what would the doctor ask. like im pretty sure yaz, a c*p, would also be able to ask these questions on her own. but then that would give her actual agency and would act like an actual character and ch*bnall can’t allow that.

like i don’t know what to call it, infantilisation? general lack of agency? but ch*bnall’s incessant need for the companions to only follow the doctor and be completely lost and unable to save the day without her is so annoying. like obviously it’s done worse in revolution of the daleks but yeah i hate how pointless ch*bnall made the role of companions to basically be reduced to background furniture who only exist to spout exposition and follow the doctor round like cheerleaders. like its the most shallow interpretation of the companion role ever to exist in the show (honestly i could rant on for hours about what ch*bnall did to the companion role and i’ll never forgive him for that).

‘ada are you okay?’ oh my god the doctor can ask this question to people! why does she literally never ask her companions this??

honestly why are there so many lense flares? the directing in this era is the worst.

so why do the kasaavin need to infiltrate multiple point of time? i don’t understand what they are gaining in the past that they couldn’t just get in the present day.

no idea what this stuff about barton and his mum is about? did ch*bnall ever elaborate on this?

i get the feeling that the master says something to noor but this has been cut/ edited out? this would explain ada’s line about hearing the master’s voice from under the floorboards.

also why wouldnt they check under the floorboards afterwards?

i don’t really see how ada tagging along would cause them to land in the wrong time (and specifically this time period/ location), again it’s just another excuse to do location hopping.

so the master tracks the doctor down to 1834/ 1943 through the kasaavin, is that right? honestly i don’t know how else he would be doing this.

‘two pacifists and a 19th century descendant of byron’ im sorry but its really rude to just refer to ada as daughter of byron when she accomplished many great things of her own accord.

it’s beyond words that ch*bnall sees nothing wrong with putting a poc in that uniform. i hate it him for it more than words can say. i’ll literally never forgive him for what he does in this episode.

‘ryan don’t tell them the plan!’ again! if ch*bnall is so aware of his shitty dialogue then why doesn’t he stop??

the fam don’t contribute anything this episode, they just have a run around? basically same as in survivors of the flux

why is the silver lady left in the warehouse on its own where it’s vulnerable. what if one of the fam just decided to smash it or something. honestly the silver lady thing isnt set up very well, it’s just a generic mcguffin thing.

okay talking out loud here, so when kasaavin ‘attack’ people it’s kills them, except they can’t kill the doctor and yaz because of their artron energy and also they don’t kill ada because they’ve been studying her for years. so were they meant to attack the doctor and yaz (like the master implies) or did they intentionally transported them to their dimension? (and if so why? to be studied?) like the teleporting thing has to international because they transport ada who doesn’t have artron energy. i am a bit confused on these kasaavin powers. it doesn’t help that kasaavin don’t really show up in this part until the end. i honestly feel like we don’t learn any more about them except they want to change humans into hard drives for… some reason??? nah i don’t understand this plan.

this plot falls apart in the second part and honestly i can’t make sense of it. maybe im being dumb but if anyone wants to fill me in that would be greatly appreciated.

like i think the hardest part is trying to follow all three antagonists plans, the master’s, the kasaavin’s and barton’s.

wasn’t the idea of gallifrey in a bubble universe is that it shouldn’t be easy to get in and out? obviously this was m*ffat’s idea and im not sure how clara and doctor get out of gallifrey in hell bent and m*ffat doesn’t explain how the master got out either. yknow what im already confused, let’s not bring m*ffat concepts into this. my point being is what’s the point of the bubble universe if the time lords can just come and go as they please?

the annoying thing is that there probably is a lot of potential to do stuff with gallifrey and the time lords but none of the nuwho writers have ever been able to do much with it and yet still they keep messing around with it. like destroying gallifrey again was literally so pointless because ch*bnall does nothing with it, when rtd destroyed gallifrey at least there was a character arc for doctor, here the doctor barely reacts it (onscreen at least). and also the whole flip flopping of destroying gallifrey, bringing it back, destroying gallifrey again is so childish and just looks like the showrunners fighting like children over their toys. like destroying gallifrey again is just shitting on m*ffat’s work which in turn was originally shitting on rtd’s work and just uuuuhhhhhhh!!! the audience is so tired of this!! it’s pathetic. why did ch*bnall destroy gallifrey again? for what purpose did this serve? honestly im putting gallifrey on a high shelf until these male writers learn how to behave.

i won’t insult anyone’s intelligence by going over why the that eiffel tower scene is awful and bad and honestly i skipped this because no one needs to see that scene more than once.

all i will say is ‘never be cruel, never be cowardly’…

the master’s tardis exterior not changing is so stupid and contrived!! the master may be arrogant but he isn’t stupid. my eyes cannot roll any further to the back of my head.

and honestly the doctor leaving/ stranding the master is so fucking stupid and out of character. the doctor would be smart enough to know not to leave the master on earth knowing the potential untold damage they can do. the master was stranded on earth (kinda) for 18 months and end up enslaving the planet. who knows what the master can do in 77 years. ahhhhh god i hate this so much. why? why would you do this? you are literally endangering the planet so much doctor

also wait why didn’t the master just use the kasaavin to get back to 2020? they can time travel right? that’s how the doctor is moving through time rightttt? why can’t the master do the same?

nah serious question do the kasaavin have time travel abilities?

so what does barton get out of this plan? i don’t feel like this is clearly established.

i don’t understand, why did the kasaavin target significant figures surrounding computers through time? were they needed to influence them or something? why did they need to go back in time to do this? couldn’t they just use barton in the present day? nah even when the doctor is explaining it straight to the audience im lost. i don’t understand the time travel part of this plan at all.

the master’s sexy purple outfit is so iconic and it’s an actual crime you can’t see it because of the awful ‘only close ups allowed’ directing.

the resolution of this story being ‘i just went back in time and undid what you did’ is the laziest example of time travelling. it’s cheating. as soon as ch*bnall wrote this someone should have taken the pen from him and told him sci-fi isn’t for you mate.

the way the doctor forgets about the fam being in a life threatening situation 💀

so fun that barton never gets resolved. also does the fam being on the run ever get resolved? you think that would have some sort of effect, especially for yaz.

ah yes the bit where the doctor take two women’s memories without consent and with absolutely zero repercussions for these actions. clearly ch*bnall missed the bit where this was established not to be an ethical thing.

and also the doctor removing ada/ noor’s memories when this has literally never happened to any other historical figure is so weird. ‘oh but we need to keep the timeline in check’ it’s literally fucking fiction it doesn’t matter! it’s not real ch*bnall! shakespeare never actually fought witches, agatha christie never actually encountered a murder mystery with a giant wasp, doctor who is fiction ch*bnall! it’s so unnecessary and makes the doctor out to be just cruel

what happened to master’s tardis? like where does the doctor leave it? this is literally never addressed.

a pet peeve of mine is definitely when they show flashbacks of something that happened in the same episode. your audience isn’t that dumb i assure you

i don’t understand how ‘the time lords lied to us’ is suppose to be some sort of revelation. like yeah they’ve been shady bitches from the start, this isn’t new or a surprise for their MO.

i don’t understand why the doctor is now so secretive towards the companions compared to in the past. this is never given a motivation or reasoning.

i love how the fam asked the doctor who she was and she just gave a wikipedia entry of herself.

concluding thoughts: honestly i get very lost watching this episode, like i said part two takes a massive detour from the plot and i don’t fully see the point of it? trying to keep track of three antagonists in a ch*bnall story seems excessive, as he can’t pull this off well (the timeless children and flux both suffer from multiple antagonists also). this also doesn’t help when the majority of the time they are kept separate. how the master, barton and the kasaavin came together isn’t very clear, i guess it just happened off screen and it doesn’t matter. also i don’t understand what barton’s motivations were/ what he gets out of this plan. he is just Evil Tech Guy™️. i guess i understand the kasaavin a little bit more but they do just become generic we want to take over the world baddies. them being from a different dimension is their most interesting point yet this hardly explored any further. the master does not do a lot in this part except chase the doctor through time, anything they do for main plot all happens offscreen which is dissatisfying as it makes it harder to see how much the master contributes to the plan. the companions also do nothing this part and don’t affect the plot in any way, honestly seemed like a waste of screen time to keep cutting to them. our pseudo companions ada and noor do contribute more to the plot which is nice. i really like ada, who seems like an actual character with agency and actually does things, but in end feels like she and noor are punished by having their memories taken away without their consent which has been established multiple times in dw to be a bad thing, here the doctor gets away with numerous unethical actions and is never punished nor called out on this behaviour. i really like sacha as the master i think he gives a great performance, he definitely deserves a lot more (russell please im begging you). the climax/ resolution for this story is awful, literally the laziest way of writing time travel there is (im pretty sure the curse of fatal death makes a joke about this use of time travel! and that was a parody! although i have never actually watched curse of fatal death and im very happy continuing my existence without seeing it).

#this is a long one lads sorry #genuinely please feel free to answer any of my questions and explain it to me #series 12 salt rewatch #dw commentary

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blvckpersphone · 2 years

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So this girl I went to middle school with married this dude fresh out of the military after a bad relationship and he’s OBSESSED with her and IDK I feel myself being a bit jealous…

Babe has been out of work since January, so I’ve been SOMEHOW holding us down since then. It’s been a lot of days when we were tight as FUCK and people calling because we owe money and all of that.

A lot of this is because my parents dropped me from all of their coverages when we got married last year - we didn’t have to pay for some of these bills before. I get why they did it - they weren’t invited. AND they didn’t know about it. And I’m glad they didn’t. We got to have the wedding we deserved surrounded by people who actually wanted our wedding to succeed and that love us.

That said, when we met I told Babe he needed to get his degree before we got married. I let him slide - we’ve been together for so long, what does the paper mean? But also, he’s had such a hard time finding a job that he can keep consistently since we’ve been together. Not to mention, he’s mid-transition right now and binding isn’t working so he’s KINDA passing and then kinda not at all.

Being monetarily stable is something I crave, and I also really want to have a baby. I just don’t feel safe or ready yet. I can barely make sure that I’m taken care of - let alone a child’s needs.

Anyway, full circle to say. Her husband leaves her cards, or buys her things, or schedules her for trips when he knows that she’s stressed. She’s been having a rough pregnancy and he’s been throwing money at her, filling up her car with gas, making sure she’s taken care of and alright.

On the other hand, I’m working full-time, attending grad school full-time, managing the wallet and bills, filling up the tank, cleaning the house, making the dinner etc.

It’s almost ten thirty and my husband is passed out cold in the bed - I’ve already had work meetings, I’m about to have more work meetings, our apartment looks like a NIGHTMARE and I just feel so. Ragged.

To be honest I’m feeling under appreciated.

I don’t super ever know what to do because I love him so much. I know that if money weren’t an issue we would have less problems. I just don’t really know what to do about that either.

Sometimes in the back of my mind, I’m scared that one day I’ll have to leave him. Not because we don’t love each other, but because he’s inconsistent and it’s making my anxiety worse. I don’t see a world where we aren’t together so that’s confusing as well.

I’m really proud of him for finding his passion recently, but he’s doing it for free. Everyone else on the board has a job external to what they’re working on. He isn’t degrees so a lot of folks won’t hire him and he has ADHD which means he needs a flexible arrangement AND he’s trans so he needs a trans friendly workspace.

AND he needs to.. try?

Anyway - that’s my rant.

Thanks for being here.

Please give yourself a cookie on my behalf.

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selfcarecap · 3 years

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I’ll Show You [m.j]

pairing: MJ x reader, MJ x Peter Parker, Peter Parker x reader? (barely)

summary: When your best friend MJ reveals quite a significant detail about her relationship with her boyfriend, you decide to take matters into your own hands… (literally)

warnings: smut, cheating but only kind of (this is fanfiction and does not necessarily represent my irl views lmaoshsksjshh💀) sarcastic reader (towards Peter) idk, weed, mentions of underage drinking (under 21 but they’re at least 18), brief arguing lol

word count: 2.9k

-this is a repost of an old fic-

gifs not mine (does two gifs look ugly? lmk yskshs)

Music thrums softly against the door as your head falls onto MJ’s shoulder, giggling amongst yourselves while all the other people at the party are getting loud. You’re just high. Much better.

Even Peter and Ned are part of the people with red cups in their hands, although they’re not as extreme as most other guys at college. It’s still illegal for them to drink and they’ve told you about how that makes them feel bad.

You, too, only drink rarely but there was that one time Peter accidentally took a sip of your rum and coca cola and it’s been his favourite drink ever since. But with that Spider-Man metabolism he’s sober after about twenty minutes before he drinks again and feels different for a few minutes only to have to drink again.

They’re all dizzy and dancing, all over the place. You and your best friend MJ prefer the laid back act of smoking weed.

The four of you, MJ with her boyfriend Peter, Ned, and you only go to parties every so often and only when all four of you are in the mood. Today is one of those nights. Even if the two pairs of you have completely different definitions of partying and having fun. And that’s okay.

You and MJ talk about the most pointless things in the safety of some guy named Chad’s bedroom - at least that’s what the sign on the door says, no one has complained about you two being here.

“How often do you and Peter have sex?”

You just put the question out there, not meaning to make MJ shift as uncomfortably as she suddenly does.

“You don’t have to answer, I was just thinking - how amazing would an orgasm be while high?” You spread your fingers in the air, holding your hand up high just to emphasise how amazing you think it would feel.

“I wouldn’t know.” She smiles from beside you on the bed.

“Huh? Oh, you mean an orgasm while high? Me neither.”

“No I mean um.. an orgasm.”

“You what?” You purse your lips and look at her incredulously, “So you mean Peter-”

“Wouldn’t be of use in that department.” She finishes your sentence.

You’re a mixture of confused, amused, shocked... sad?

Her and Peter have been together for what? Two years and he‘s never made her orgasm? Peter seems like the first person to want to make his girlfriend feel good, you know he never did anything before being with MJ but you were sure he seemed like the type who is eager to learn…

“So it’s just him? I mean you’ve still got your own hands though, right?” Your hand slides down your belly, under your jeans and MJ playfully slaps your arm with a laugh.

“Noo! I don’t do that, I’ve got Peter!”

“Yeah, well, he’s not really doing the job, is he?” Your hand comes to rest against your cheek, holding you up as you lie down next to MJ, facing her with a curious look as she bites her lip.

“You know there’s nothing wrong with masturbating especially if your boyfriend isn’t competent enough.”

“I know but sex with him still feels very good, who knows maybe I’ve had an orgasm before.” She shrugs.

“If you’ve had an orgasm you would know for sure - it’s amazing. So what’s up with Peter? Does he know or do you fake it?” She shrugs again, still seeming too happy and indifferent for someone who’s aware that they’ve never had the pleasure of experiencing an orgasm.

She remembers how they had their first few times.

After it stopped hurting for her, Peter would always ask if she came and when she said no he would feel bad, attempting and failing to make her come. So eventually MJ just faked it because he was too adorably frustrated that he couldn’t bring her the pleasure she deserved.

And so it just continued. And after months and months it would have been too awkward to tell the truth all of a sudden, also because MJ never had any valid reason to lie and it‘s not like Peter‘s an asshole who doesn‘t care.

“I love him and I know that he loves me and like I said it does feel good. It’s enough for me, really, I’m not some kind of sex-crazed person, you know?”

“Neither am I and I still masturbate but okay… But what about equality, MJ? Thought you’d be the first to demand an orgasm if that’s what you give him?” You smile and with that you’ve got her. She doesn’t add to the topic any further and you go back to your previous conversations.

Though after a while MJ notices how you’re being all pouty and rather low-spirited. You’re usually all giggly and happy when you two get high.

“You okay? Is this the usual stuff?” MJ nudges your leg with hers.

“Yeah, yeah. Just kind of sad that you’ve never had an orgasm. Also a little mad at Peter.”

What she says next surprises you;

“I mean it’s never too late to start… But part of the problem is that I don’t even know what to tell him. I’ve never done anything myself and have no idea what feels good enough to.. you know.”

You don’t hesitate before saying it: “I could help you.”

MJ is silent for a few seconds. “No that.. that wouldn’t be right without Peter.”

“But would you want me to?”

She nods shyly and bites her lip as you scoot closer to her.

“I’m sure Peter won’t mind. You know with the relationship between you and me, the history and everything.”

(Mj has no clue what you’re talking about - she’s known Peter longer than she’s known you but she’ll take it.)

“I’ll go ask him, okay?” You hold your finger up signalling MJ to wait here and you’re out of the room before she can interject.

MJ thinks of following you but even though she’s a little worried how this whole situation will seem in front of Peter, MJ wants it, and she trusts her best friend and waits for you on the bed.

You find Peter downstairs after about five minutes, him and Ned and some other college guys you don’t know are having a Just Dance competition, a red cup in his hands but he seems very reliable and aware, sober enough for you to ask and get a proper answer.

“Uh hey Peter,” He turns around, greeting you with a smile, “You mind if I show your girl some fun?”

“You two smoking again?” You nod and bite your lip, thinking about MJ waiting for you upstairs.

“Yeah no problem, do whatever you want, just stay safe - where are you just so you know where to find you?”

“Last bedroom on the right, I believe it’s Chad’s room or something.”

“Okay see you later, say hi to her from me, have fun.” He smiles one last time before going back to his dancing competition with Ned.

Oh you will.

You run up the stairs and to the bathroom to give yourself a quick glance in the mirror.

Your eye make-up is a little smudged but with a few wipes it’s back to being nearly flawless.

You give your hair a few tugs and scrunches, turning and looking at your own reflection over your shoulder. You look good.

Your eyes are still a bit red despite not feeling high anymore. You’re completely sobered up at the thought of what’s about to happen.

You wonder for a moment whether MJ is only doing this because she’s high and can’t think straight, but you’ll just make sure to talk to her.

After washing your hands, you hurry back to the room to find MJ with her legs pulled up to her chest, a finger nervously between her teeth.

“Did you find him?”

“Yes he’s totally cool with it, just like I thought.”

The tension leaves her shoulders and she smiles, making room for you on the bed.

“Just one last question. Are you too high to consent?”

“No, not at all to be honest. Not any more. I want to do this but only if you do too, but you don’t have to do this just because you feel bad for me.”

“I’m not doing this because I feel bad for you, but because you deserve to feel good. And if I can help you then I‘m more than happy to do so.”

She automatically spreads her legs when you sit down in front of her.

“Also, I don’t want to promise that I’ll make you cum because I’ve never been with a girl. But I think it’s easier for me than for Peter because I know what everything feels like and I’ll gladly try.” Your hands stroke along her bare legs, and you’re happy she wore a skirt to the party for once.

You’re not sure what’s appropriate in this situation, so your hands and your lips stay at her legs, pushing her skirt higher and peppering her inner thighs with kisses and flicks of your tongue.

“Just think about something that sexually excites you,” you tell her and she nods, closing her eyes, “You wanna tell me? You don’t have to.”

“I don’t want this to come across as weird but.. this is quite exciting,” she nervously fiddles with the hem of her skirt but you’re quick to reassure her, “It’s not weird. I think so too.”

And with that she finally relaxes into the large pillows behind her and you lift one of her legs over your shoulder, moving closer between her legs.

As she drags her skirt up to her waist, she also pulls her red shirt up to reveal her bare chest.

“No bra? I like that.” You smile and she laughs.

You move up to lick her nipples, knowing how much that can add to someone’s pleasure and she gasps at the wetness of your mouth against her, breathing hard now.

“Okay okay, I’m turned on enough now you can..” she smiles, telling you it’s enough foreplay and when your fingers wander to her panties you can already feel how wet she is, proud of yourself as you wonder if Peter’s ever made her feel this good.

Although you’d love to tease her some more, you also just want to make MJ feel good and your fingers start trailing up and down the front of her panties, and it’s like you can feel her flooding her underwear at your touch.

You decide to pull her panties off her legs completely and she’s nearly so wet that it looks like she’s already cum.

You gather some of the wetness with your finger and start circling her clit and her legs around your head twitch.

She’s already squirming with just your finger touching her, you decide to pull away and instead both your fingers spread her lips and your tongue presses against her clit instead.

“Fuck MJ, you taste really good,” you hear a swallowed moan from above you and you tell her she can be loud to which she responds with the most erotic sound you’ve ever heard.

You try flicking, sucking, swirling your tongue at her clit, and once you move your tongue in a circular motion her whole body jerks forward, so you stay with that.

“Fuck that feels good”

“Yeah, you close?” You pause for only a second before going back to making her feel good.

“I think so, don’t stop.”

Your tongue continues working her over and as her legs tense and her eyes squeeze shut, you can tell she’s there. You watch her as she comes undone on your tongue, and you’re grateful for every second of pleasure you get to give her.

You don’t stop until she’s pushing your head away, out of breath.

“Sorry, just wanted your first orgasm to be amazing.”

“Fuck, it was, that really was fucking amazing”, she breathes.

“Wanna go again?” And with how you look between her legs, and how good you’ve made her feel, and it didn’t even take you more than five minutes, she definitely wants to go again.

“Hey Ned, mind if I go and look for MJ and Y/N, see where they are?”

But Ned is preoccupied, celebrating his third win of the Just Dance competition so Peter pats him on the shoulder and makes his way up to the room you’d told Peter you and MJ were smoking in.

He finds a room at the end of the hall with a sign saying ‘Chad’ on it and pushes the door open.

“Hey I thought I‘d just come check on you tw-”

He stops at the sight. You’re lying between his girlfriend’s legs, your tongue inside of her and her hands tugging at your hair.

“Uh, what the fuck I-” But he’s at loss for words.

MJ pulls her skirt down, covering absolutely nothing, and opens her mouth but you beat her to it.

“You said it was okay so don’t look like you’ve just witnessed a murder and also can you shut the fucking door!” You shout, already seeing anger on his stupidly surprised face.

“What you said was that you two were going to have fun and when I asked if you were smoking you said yes I assumed you meant that!” His arms flail around as he points at you, at MJ, then at himself.

“You said stay safe and then have fun and I assumed that was an allusion to sex!”

“What no, I meant because you were smoking!”

Of course you’re aware of your vagueness when you first talked to Peter. But he’s mad and MJ looks more than terrified and you can feel your own blood boiling so you bring up the topic that really matters.

“Peter, you can’t be mad at me when I just gave poor MJ her very first orgasm!” you reason and for the first time since he’s come in the room he doesn’t look like he’s about to kill you for making his girlfriend have an orgasm (which was ridiculous to begin with).

“What no I-” He doesn’t believe you at first but then he looks at MJ, sees her (not justified) guilty expression, and realises he’s fucked up.

“So we’ve been together for two years and you’ve been lying to me this whole time! Why would you do that?” And he’s mad again.

“Hey don’t give MJ shit for your lack of skill!”

For the first time MJ chimes in. “Sex isn’t all that important in our relationship and you do put in an effort and I appreciate it. It just isn’t enough but I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”

“My feelings? What, I feel like the biggest asshole. I’ve been getting off all this time and you didn’t even say anything - wow - I’m so stupid.” For the first time tonight you agree with what Peter’s saying, “I’m sorry, I should’ve paid more attention to you. I was so sure that your orgasms were real…” He looks at the floor and although you’re still proud that you could give MJ what he couldn’t, you let his hurt and sad puppy look get to you and stand up, slapping his chest lightly.

“Stop moping and come here. It’s not too late to learn, Parker. I’ll show you,” you pull him down onto the bed to join you and his girlfriend.

MJ sits up, still worried.

“We’re good, right?” MJ asks. She just got eaten out by someone who is not her boyfriend so you guess the question is rather valid, but you roll your eyes anyway.

“Of course, I mean I should be asking you that, I’m the one who fucked up.”

“You have a lot to make up for,” MJ looks at you while she talks to Peter and you nod, letting her know what she’s saying is right, “But yes we’re good, I love you.”

“I love you.”

You watch them kiss and see his eyebrows furrow at the new taste on MJ’s lips. He doesn’t say anything but with his advanced senses he smells the same between MJ’s legs and on your face and he really wishes he’d been there to see what you two got up to.

You’re more than proud to say that you made MJ come in less than half of the time Peter took.

You say goodbye to both of them as they seem to want a bit of alone time, but you’ll always know you made MJ come first.

She smooths down her skirt and stands up with you, shutting the door behind her so that Peter can’t hear you two talking in the hallway.

“Thanks for today, I’ll have to repay you sometime,” she whispers to you with a knowing smirk before she slips back into the room to return to her boyfriend.

#mj x reader #mj smut #michelle jones x reader #spideychelle #peter parker #peter parker x reader #?#mj x you #mj x y/n #michelle jones smut #also why did i pick the name chad? lmao #and i know at the end he probably heard them but? i dont really care #fem!reader #selfcarecap

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triggerhappyimagines · 3 years

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If it's okay could I request how the dr3 boys would react to their s/o being accidentally shrunk during one of Miu's experiments or something? I thought it would be a good opportunity for lots of fluff and protectiveness hehE

this was actually very fun to write, thank you for requesting anon!! also, i apologize if some of these scenarios sound repetitive, i wrote the ones i had instant ideas for first, and then sort of left myself stuck trying to think of something for the others that didn’t sound exactly like everything else i’d already written...

also, just for fun, i decided to write a little scenario for Miu, too! i hadn’t planned on it at first, but her involvement in this particular request made me want to write for her and i couldn’t help myself,,,, this is my first time writing an imagine-type thing for her so i can only hope i did her justice aha~

warnings: a little bit of swearing

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ:

Shuichi Saihara

— VERY CONCERNED!!! VERY VERY CONCERNED!!!

— you’re so small!! what if you get lost?! what if someone steps on you?! what if you fall off something and die?! what if-

— you’ll have to calm him down before he gives himself an aneurysm lol

— somehow he’s more worried than you are. Miu says she’ll be able to get you back to normal in no time, so why shouldn’t you trust her? Shuichi could give you about a thousand reasons but that’s beside the point

— if it were up to him he would hold you and not let go unless he absolutely has to in order to make sure you don’t get hurt or stuck somewhere but obviously that’s unrealistic

— to an extent, it’s cute how worried he is about you, but it does get annoying from time to time

— i mean, you’re shrunk, not stupid. you know to stay away from edges of tables and other things you could fall from, not to wander off, etc.

— but as frustrating as Shuichi can be you really can’t get upset with him because dammit he’s so cute when he gets protective and you love him so so much

Rantaro Amami

— honestly he’s not super concerned at first

— he trusts you to be careful and not get yourself killed, and he trusts Miu to get you back to normal somehow, so why should he be worried?

— though he’ll still be pretty chill for the most part, he will start to be more protective of you when he starts to fully process the sheer number of tragic deaths you could succumb to in your current shrunken state

— this protectiveness takes the form of him offering you way more assistance than you need

— it’s nice that you want to help out, rantaro, but your s/o doesn’t need you to help them find something to sit on, c’mon now

— he kind of enjoys the way you literally fit right into the palm of his hands

— additionally, there’s now a very small, feral urge in the back of his mind to brush and style your hair like his sisters always used to do with their dolls

— he’ll probably never mention it, but don’t be too surprised if he all of a sudden takes a strong liking to playing with your hair once you’re back to normal

Kokichi Ouma

— did you expect him to treat this situation with the proper concern and caution it deserves? because if so i have bad news for you-

— he thinks it’s so funny how small you are

— like, so funny Miu has to physically intervene to get him to stop cracking up at your tiny form

— obviously you don’t think it’s as funny as he does

— right away he’s thinking of ways he could use your size to his advantage to mess with somebody

— at one point he decides it would be really funny to pretend he’s going to step on you which essentially translates to pretending he’s going to murder you but once you chew him out and explain to him how mean that was he actually feels really bad for upsetting you

— while he’s nowhere near as small as you are now, Kokichi is a rather petite guy, so the size difference between the two of you isn’t quite as drastic as it is between you and the taller guys

— since he’s a little less likely to accidentally smush you, he’s able to sorta cuddle you as if you were a small stuffed animal

— and btw being gently held and all snuggled up in his arms like that??? HEAVEN. LITERAL HEAVEN

Gonta Gokuhara

— if i had to choose someone who’s the least likely to accidentally get you killed while you’re shrunk, it would be Gonta

— i mean, he handles bugs that are much smaller and delicate than you are now, and if he can take such good care of them, obviously he’ll be able to take care of you no problem!

— you draw the line at him putting you in the little bug box he carries with him, though. you’re a human being, not a beetle!

— he likes to have you sit on his shoulders! they’re so broad that there’s plenty of room for you, too

— his hair is long enough for you to hang onto it to keep your balance if you need to!

— being so tiny also really puts into perspective just how gentle Gonta is

— yes, you’ve seen firsthand how he’s able to handle delicate little insects, and he’s always gentle with you, too, but being in the position of an insect in the palm of his hand, so to speak, is so much different

— you’ve never had anyone touch you with so much care, solicitude, and just pure love before and it’s honestly the most incredible feeling in the world

K1-B0

— another very concerned boy

— (s/o) is tiny???? how??? WHY??? HUH??

— at he’s pretty concerned about his knowledge of how humans work and fears he knows much less than he thought

— nobody ever told him they could shrink!!! he didn’t know humans could do that!! that’s because they can’t, kiibo, but i appreciate the concern

— once you explain what happened to him - how you were helping Miu out when her current experiment decided to malfunction and go apeshit, making you the size of a doll in the process - he’s a little less confused but also a lot more angry

— he makes sure to give Miu a thorough lecture on lab safety! he can’t have his s/o getting hurt just by being in the same room as her!!

— don’t worry, he’ll simmer down once you assure him that you’re okay!

— similar to Gonta, Kiibo is very careful with you! he knows you’re much more fragile than he is under normal circumstances, but now that you’re so little he’s even more worried about how susceptible to injury you are

— when he holds you or touches you, he does so with the utmost precision and care, as if you’re made of glass and would shatter if he laid his hands on you incorrectly

— he won’t tell you this, but he’s really looking forward to the day Miu is able to get you back to normal just so he won’t need to be so anxious about your safety anymore

— it’s hard work worrying about the person you love!!

Kaito Momota

— another one who’s probably not as phased by the situation as he should be

— but when Miu told him that she’d accidentally shrunk his s/o, he didn’t think that meant "i shrunk your s/o and don’t have a way fix it at this point in time"

— so when he realizes that now he has to help make sure you don’t, idk, die, he’s a little annoyed. not with you, though!

— i mean, technically he doesn’t *have* to help you out, but it would be a real dick move if he didn’t lol

— he lets you sit up on his shoulder, or in the pocket of his jacket!

— at first he doesn’t totally process that you’re a little more fragile than usual, so he may accidentally manhandle you from time to time

— just be sure to tell him if he’s holding you strangely, or if you’re starting to get uncomfy

— his priority is making sure you’re taken care of and he's not about to let himself of all people get in the way of that!!

Korekiyo Shinguuji

— he’s very worried about you, but he’ll try to hide it

— the last thing he wants to do is make your situation more stressful than it needs to be by fussing over you to no end

— it’s not that he doesn’t think you can take care of yourself anymore! he just doesn’t think the world is safe enough for you anymore!

— if you catch on to his anxiety and decide to question him about it, he’ll most likely go off on a tangent about how ‘humans are at the top of the food chain’ and ‘there’s a reason most predators are large and most prey is small’ and ‘in nature small creatures are naturally put in constant danger" or something

— while you may not necessarily appreciate him comparing you to a small prey animal, you know his heart is in the right place

— he just wants to protect you!!

— Kiyo has pretty large, slender hands, and you fit in his palm rather comfortably

— under normal circumstances, he’s incredibly gentle with you, and his delicacy of his touches increases tenfold now that you’re so tiny

— in a strange way, it almost feels like he handles you the same way he would handle some sort of fragile, ancient artifact that could be destroyed with just the smallest slip of the hand

— frankly, it’s a bit of an unusual sensation, albeit in a good way!! it’s nice to be touched so gently, y’know?

Ryoma Hoshi

— he’s glad to have a chance to be the tall one in the relationship... lol i’m jk... or am i?

— unlike the other guys, Ryoma doesn’t really dote on you and assume you need his help for everything, mostly because he knows firsthand what it’s like to be so much smaller than someone

— he doesn’t really like being treated like he’s helpless, or needs constant aid from taller people, so he’s mindful of the way he responds to the situation as not to end up behaving exactly like those who frustrate him to no end

— of course if you need him for anything, whether it’s helping you go from one place to another, or just wanting some love from your boyfriend, he’s always right there for you!

— however, sometimes he needs to go get someone taller than him to help you out with something, which he really Does Not Enjoy™️, so before you ask him to help you get something from up high (by your current standards, ofc) be sure to ask yourself if it really can’t wait until you’re back to normal lol

— like with Kokichi, the size difference between you and Ryoma isn’t all that drastic compared to some of the others, so he also manages to cuddle you without much issue. it’s a little awkward at first, but at least there’s no fear he might accidentally lay on top of you and squish you to death

— perks of having a boyfriend who’s 3’5", y’know?

Miu Iruma

— you’ve always enjoyed helping Miu out in her lab, and it isn’t uncommon for her to request your assistance with something, but up until now nothing has ever really... gone wrong in there, at least not majorly

— somehow, whatever shrinking device she’d been working on decided to have an absolute freak attack and target you, not the watermelon she was about to test it on, and now you’re about ten times smaller than you should be

— at least it works... right?

— she’s very apologetic and honestly feels so incredibly guilty that she could have possibly let something like this happen to you

— you’re honestly not very upset at first. she can fix it and you’ll be back to normal in no time, right? ...right?

— now is not the best time for Miu to be telling you about how she hasn’t yet developed a way to reverse the shrinking properties of her latest invention, but unfortunately she doesn’t really have another choice

— in the meantime, she takes it upon herself to whip up a few things to make your new life as a tiny person easier until she can dedicate her time to finding out how to get you back to normal

— you’re a little surprised at the sheer amount of robotic tools and gadgets provided to you that she just had laying around, as well as how quickly she’s able to throw together little devices to help you get around quicker, or reach things up high

— if there was any doubt that she was truly upset that her experimentation could have gone so wrong, it all vanishes the second she places her lips on your head (you may be small but that’s not going to stop her from kissing you!!) and says she’s never going to let herself put you in harms way ever again

— she loves you more than anything in the world, and would spend the rest of her life trying to undo the damage she caused if she had to! that’s how much you mean to her <3

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pineapple-lover-boy · 3 years

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Poly!Fuyuhiko x Reader x Nagito

Request: “I saw you do Danganronpa and idk if this is ok or not but can you do a poly hcs with Fuyuhiko,Magito, and reader???”

Fuyuhiko x Reader x Nagito

A/N: Never thought I wanted this pairing until now lol. Btw with poly ships I don’t it where two+ people are sharing one person. Usually everyone is is with everyone. If you want to request a poly where the reader or someone else is the main focus of the relationship than please be specific.

Warnings: non-despair AU, some non explicit nsfw content at the end

The Beginning:

The only way this relationship started was through you

Both had rather large crushes on you but neither wanted to admit it

Fuyuhiko was the definition of a tsundere

Nagito believed you were too good for him

It was clear how they liked you though

Both treated you better than the rest, albeit reluctantly

You had to make the first move

Of course, confessing to both at the same time wouldn’t be helpful as they weren’t exactly friendly with each other

It would be idiotic to do that

But you were a dumbass said with affection

And here you were

Both we’re definitely confused as to why you brought them to a park right out side of school

What business would you have with the both of them?

When you confessed it came out as a jumbled mess:

“ListenIknowthisiscomingoutofknowherebutilikeyoutwothebothofyoupleaseacceptmyconfession!”

It was just too awkward confessing to the two most emotionally closed off people in your class

Fuyuhiko did not catch what you said and just gave you a weird look

Nagito did

And he giggled

He fucking giggled

“I’m flattered, Y/N, but you have no reason to be with someone as worthless as me. Fuyuhiko would be much better for you.”

“W-what?!”

Now Fuyuhiko was really confused

Nagito turned to Fuyuhiko, “Didn’t you hear her? She confessed to us. I don’t know why she’d want to confess her love to someo-”

You quickly interrupted him before he could continue self loathing, “I know this seems weird. I was surprised when I found out I liked you both too. I figured if I confessed to you two together it would be easier to accept your rejection, or least one of you liking me back. It doesn’t sound as good as I thought it was at the moment but if neither of you like me could we just carry on our day like nothing happened.”

They both stood silent before Fuyuhiko spoke up, “Who said I didn’t like you?”

He whispered with a raging blush on his face

“Yeah, and who said I didn’t like you either?”

Fuyuhiko’s and your face shot up to look at Nagito

“So what do we do now?” You asked

You would have never thought that your crush would be reciprocated twice

Your question was never answered though and all you got was silence

Soon after they two left and after moping for a bit, you did too

What you didn’t know was that they left to have their own private conversation

They wanted to make you happy and if being in a polyamorous relationship was gonna do it than so be it

The Relationship:

It wasn’t clear to you whether or not they accepted your confession until the next day

They would walk you to your classes, sit with you during lunch, and basically just be with your for as much of the day as they could

You may be wondering when their own feelings would surface for each other

That comes at least a few months into the relationship when your all comfortable with each other

You’d notice how Nagito would fuss over Fuyuhiko getting an injury, not even thinking to blame himself in the moment

Fuyuhiko would often talk some sense into Nagito when he later would try to blame his luck

Unlike his usual way of talking, he would try to be a bit softer with Nagito

He knew that being harsh would only make things worse

Let’s go on to the more domestic part of the relationship

Cuddles?

Yes.

It would take some time for both to warm up to the idea but after the first time they’ll start asking for more

Nagito’a the little spoon, you’re in the middle, and Fuyuhiko is the biggest spoon

If Nagito wants to be the big spoon then he’ll have to compromise with Fuyuhiko by being in the middle

If it’s night time when Fuyuhiko’s sleeping and you both wanna change it up?

Let’s hope that Nagito’s luck will help the both of you

It usually does

Fuyuhiko isn’t a heavy sleeper but he isn’t a light one either

You’d have to be careful

Imagine Fuyuhiko’s horror when he realizes either you or Nagito is being his big spoon

If it’s you he’ll just get annoyed

If it’s Nagito, he’ll start to feel his manliness get threatened

Bitch what??

He’ll try to push the skinny boy off but if he doesn’t relent or starts shaming himself for even thinking of it then Fuyuhiko will easily stop, get comfy again, and just grumble into your hair as he holds you tighter

No one can come after you

You got bullied? Fucking obliterated by Peko best girl no one can change my mind

Someone is being petty towards you? Nagito’s pettier

Once a kid bumped into you really hard, where you fell, but didn’t say sorry or help you up

Nagito was there and destroyed them with his words

They felt like pissing themselves and a terrible human being

Fuyuhiko got really angry when hearing about it later

You and Nagito just put your heads on each of his shoulders and your arms around his waist he stopped

He just froze and calm down

Think of Lilo putting the flowers on Stitch

That was him with you guys

In the bedroom (nothing too explicit unless requested):

Fuyuhiko wants to be the dom

Really really wants to and thinks that you and Nagito will submit to him

But, oh how he was wrong

Nagito is the true dom

He wants you and Fuyuhiko to be happy with him so if he’s asked he’ll be the bottom

But when he slammed Fuyuhiko down onto the bed and started talking dirty to him-

You? Weak in the knees and begging for him to do the same to you

Fuyuhiko? Red in the face and if Nagito starts playing around with him he’ll start whimpering

Nights like those where Nagito goes full dom only happens every so often

Fuyuhiko needs his manly boost so he dons most of the time

He’ll mostly be trying to pleasure you both at the same time without short circuiting is own brain

He doesn’t talk too much except for some comments here or there

When he’s had a rough day he’ll be the opposite though

Degradation master

If it’s more of a romantic evening though he’ll be lighter with how he speaks

Aftercare is the best

Depending on who was the top that day, they’ll be the ones taking care of the rest

Fuyuhiko rests for a bit before getting up and cleaning everything

He gets water for the both of you and either leaves if he has business or falls asleep

Nagito will do the same except

You guessed it:

✨self loathing✨

Then it becomes aftercare for him as he talks about how he doesn’t deserve you both and how your too good for him

You get the idea

Just pull him down and either cuddle him or kiss him to shut him up

Overall:

It’s a fight for who’s the man in the relationship with Fuyuhiko and Nagito

If your a man or not, doesn’t matter

They see you as someone they want to love and protect

But no matter what, this relationship is about cooperation and self love seriously Nagito

I hope this was good! If you wanted something specific about the relationship please request again. I’d be happy to write some more about them!

#danganronpa #danganronpa goodbye despair #nagito x reader #nagito komaeda #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #fuyuhiko x reader #kuzukoma #poly ship

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sapphicmess93 · 3 years

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Ok so if u ship victor and rahim’s you do u whatever but not only from a shipping pov but also from a Storytelling POV it has to be benji who he picks because

In the same ep where rahim kisses him he said that he wanted to get back with benji ever since they fought. He loves benji those feelings don’t go away like that in a few hours.

Then felix‘s speech I mean again storytelling wise they wrote it like that for a reason. When he talked about the future and the things vic would do with his bf he said is there a person where it would kill u if u didn’t do those things with them. And how is this supposed to be about rahim? They just met and barely know each other they connect yes but friendship wise makes more sense.

Then victor said he felt something after the kiss that was also what he said about Mia remember? He’s confused which is why Felix makes him see the difference between a crush and love.

Next Isabel she is on board now and the scene she had wit benji was also there for a reason she told him that vic never fought for something as hard as he did for benji and after seeing benji’s parents he could use that kind of love in a family.

Next rahim himself said that he wants a relationship like venji and completely fixated on the idea of being with victor cause he’s the only gay guy so far he connected with. I think he’ll get someone in s3 who will 100% love him but it isn’t vic cause he’s still in a committed relationship with benji and I thin it rahim deserves someone who’s not in love with someone else.

Next benji’s addiction was more explored but I feel a breakdown coming so either they’ll make him relapse or at least almost to make vic see how vulnerable and not always confident benji is. And I want him to support him and maybe go to meetings together and explore benji’s feelings more cause right now we see every character on their own too except him so they better give this boy his own voice in s3 too.

Next the houses. Where rahim lives there is green trees and bushes everywhere and he lives at a brick house with a green door the scene at the end on the street is no green and looks like a rich neighborhood and the wall is gray. Benji’s house has a gray wall but we can’t see the door bell cause in the scene with his sponsor the door is open. And again Story telling wise

Victor just saw benji’s broken face and immediately wanted to talk and explain they the kiss then the confusion then the lightbulb moment so again if u think vic is an asshole who would just go to a guy he just met instead of his bf who he just saw broken then ok be my guest.

Also story telling wise there is just more to tell with venji now that Isabel is on board and vic knows about the addiction and they can finally learn to communicate although if that happens after of before benji’s breakdown idk. But yea they can learn from each other so much and not throwing everything away at the first sign of trouble.

Next parallel to Isabel and Armando. Armando met a another woman like vic met rahim it’s new shiny and for the eminent probably easier to handle but what happens Armando and Isabel want to fight for their marriage and the same can be said for venji.

Then vic needs a gay fiend like come on especially now where he told Simon that he thinks he can do this on his own now so rahim who also came out and it went smoothly would be such a great friend to have for vic.

Next the message this show would send to just throw everything thing away just cause things got hard would be terrible for this kind of show

And also vic jumping from one relationship to another would also be a wrong message + the thing with gays can’t be friends apparently like such a stupid stereotype. So I think they did this for drama to get s3 and to keep us on our toes but the decision is totally made and they’ll be great friends and venji can work through their issues

#love victor #hulu originals #gay #relationship #season 2 #venji #victor salazar #victor x benji #rahim #vahim #no hate #micheal cimino #george sear #lgbt representation #lgbt #benji campbell #story telling

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en-amours · 3 years

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「 when enhypen’s s/o is on their period — hcs 」

— 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠: requested by an anon! this is actually my first time doing something like this so i hope it’s alright 🥺👉👈 thanks for sending in the req <33 hope you enjoy !!

— 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: fluff, comfort

— 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 1.3k

「 LEE HEESEUNG ! 」

babie would be so concerned oml 🥺

he’d constantly check in on you after every five minutes and by the sixth time he’s asked you how you were doing, you just laugh and give him a gentle pat on the head, “i’m alright, angel.”

“are you sure? d’you want to eat anything?” he counters, but his face scrunches up slightly as he reiterates: “i’m not getting you chocolate fudge again, though; too much sweets isn’t all that healthy for—”

he’s confused when you start laughing softly, but his mind goes haywire when you plant a kiss on the crown of his head. “you’re cute, heeseung. since fudge is out of the options, i’ll settle for your love instead.”

(normally, he’d be close to disowning you every time you’d say something corny, but for days like this he’d just sigh)

that’s what love does to a person.

a moodmaker <3 whenever you’re grumpy he just chuckles softly and envelopes you in his arms, which melts away your irritation like lemon drops

surprisingly calm when you start to have cramps

attends to you quickly so you’d be stunned when he hands you paracetamol less than a minute after you complain, pecks your cheek then sits right beside you in case you need something

all around v attentive & adorable <33

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「 JAY PARK ! 」

idk why but i feel like he’d be one of those boyfriends that keeps track of your periods

before you can even send him a text, jay is already knocking on your door and telling you to sit tight as he makes a beeline for the kitchen because—you thank your lucky stars—he actually knows how to cook !! (jkjk)

but he takes his time making you the best meals (because you’re the best person who deserves all the love in the world)

if you get worked up over something he’ll gladly sit down and listen to you ramble to your heart’s content + have some additions of his own & you just feel your heart swell bc of how good of a listener he is ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

at times when you’re too stubborn and end up working too much, he’d slip into his stern self and begin nagging you gently so you won’t strain yourself, and you always end up complying

jay won’t admit this out loud, but he finds it cute when you call him to give you stomach rubs when cramps begin to kick in.

“thanks, jay. i owe you.”

“yeah, yeah,”

“oh, hush. you love me.”

(he does, and he ends up leaving your house more enamoured than before.)

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「 JAKE SHIM ! 」

judging from the sunghoon-shoes situation, i’ve no trouble believing that you would get tired of your cravings real quick if you’ve got sunny boy as your s/o ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

like, he’d visit your place carrying a bag of all your favorite food & the warmest smile: “i’ve got you, buttercup.”

doesn’t let you do things he deems are “too strenuous”; he’d intervene with gentle “nuh-uh”s and does your task for you (even if it’s something simple like washing the dishes) and you both always end up bickering because i’m fine, jake, now move aside before you break the bowl—

will provide everything you need in a flicker if you start to feel uncomfortable

painkillers? you got it. heat bag? already on your right. hotel? trivago.

he just wants his world to feel okay 🥺

(on another note, he’d definitely try to cuddle the pain away.)

if you feel too weary/your cramps aren’t giving up, jake would snuggle up to your side and rub your stomach gently—when you look at him to murmur a quiet thanks he’s already pressed a kiss on your cheek, smiling softly.

“take it easy, yeah? i don’t want you feeling all uncomfortable.”

dear god i’m whipped.

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「 PARK SUNGHOON ! 」

a cautious little boyo :’) still needs time to adjust to your mood swings & your sudden cravings

but he won’t hesitate to run to the nearest store to get snacks to fulfill your seemingly unquenchable hunger or to buy you pads when you’re running low on them.

his gentleness is amplified tenfold whenever you call out for him, answering you with a quiet “hm?” and puts all his attention on you

sometimes you even feel like crying because he's always so patient with you, considerate of everything that affects you and you wonder how you ever ended up with someone like him.

he lowkey freaks out when you start groaning out of pain, though; gets tongue-tied asking you what’s wrong and you get a little guilty for getting him all worried

but he listens to your instructions well & does your requests quickly.

“here you are,” sunghoon places the heat bag on your abdomen by your position on the couch, patting your stomach gently.

“i’m sorry,” you sigh. “you’ve been flocking around all day because of me.”

“don’t be,” he shakes his head, his eyes twinkling with a fondness you can never get enough of. “i’d do anything for you.”

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「 KIM SUNOO ! 」

“is my baby feeling bad? it’s alright, because i’m here now!”

congratulations, you’ve gotten together with happiness himself :DD

you’re the one who always babies him in this relationship so whenever your period strikes he takes this opportunity to baby you instead, cocooning you with care & affection

(and you let him bc he looks like even more babie when he does).

you think your mood swings never last that long whenever he’s around; one smile from him & suddenly everything is filled with the sensation of being basked in sunshine

if you’re gloomy/irritated he’d bust out his signature aegyo & giggle when he’d see you slowly break out into an incredulous smile because i can’t believe i love him this much.

i think he highkey enjoys the tummy rubs more than you do ʕ •́؈•̀ ₎

is very giggly and teases you when he does; the tension in your body dissipates along with the miserable feeling within your chest, and you smile so hard your cheeks hurt.

you’d shake your head, grinning, “kim sunoo, you are a wonder.”

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「 YANG JUNGWON ! 」

“y/n, are you okay?”

“i feel like a thousand knives are stabbing my body but i think i’m alright.”

tries not to openly panic the whole time hhhhh

he’s still pretty new to relationships so he’s considerate of everything; asking you if you’re in any pain or if your position was uncomfortable or if you wanted to eat anything so he could go take you out/buy you something—he’d just try his best to help you in any way possible.

he’d feel slightly apologetic if he thinks his questions are becoming repetitive, but you always reassure him that you’re okay; will also gauge your reactions carefully & is cautious about anything that might upset you.

was a bit iffy about the tummy rubs at first, but as time passed by he grew to love it as well 🥺🥺

someone pls just give this boy a hug he’s trying so hard for you

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「 NI-KI ! 」

actually familiar with these kinds of situations so he’s very far from losing his composure

although considering that he’s a baby, he’s still new to this whole relationship jazz so he might be more reluctant in some aspects.

will act before you can even request something—if you turn to ask him to kindly fetch you heat pads (?) for your sore muscles he’s already handing it to you, or if you try to walk to the fridge to get something he would remind you that he already placed it on the table

is the type to text his hyungs/sister to ask what to do next (and will also suffer in silence when nobody in the gc replies something helpful)

once when he approached you after you started complaining bc of cramps, you nearly lost your mind bc you’ve never seen anybody so gentle and soft with their eyes spangled with stars and holy heck you never realized you were this whipped for him??

“sit tight, y/n.” he rubs your stomach, almost in consolation, with a small smile you rarely see, and you just about feel your heart melt into a puddle, “you’ll be alright soon—just call me if you need me, okay?”

just the bestest boy all around (^-^)

#enhypennetwork #enhypenwriters #enhypen #enhypen x reader #enhypen scenarios #enhypen headcanons #enhypen imagines #iland x reader #iland scenarios #iland imagines #i-land x reader #i-land scenarios #i-land imagines #idk what i feel ab this but i hope you guys enjoyed !! hehe #next up: jungwon’s halloween fic that is 𝘸𝘢𝘺 too overdue #yeet !!

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blazedgraysons · 3 years

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Could we get a part 2 to the virgin concept please... Maybe their first time idk

a/n: holy shit, i’m so sorry that it took me so fucking long to finish out my requests. i’ve just been feeling super disconnected from tumblr, but here’s a little something as i get back into wanting to write and post. i’m gonna be clearing out my inbox over the next few days (not that there’s anything to clear lmaoo, i have like four requests I want to do), but if anyone wants to send me something, i would love to write it for you! many kisses, angels, thank you for reading anything i write. i really appreciate it <333

warnings: loss of virginity, more first times, an overuse of the word fuck and probably the softest smut you’ll ever see on this account.

(this isn’t really a series, but it’s suggested you read this and this first.)

“Stop trying to be sexy.”

Grayson’s outside, doing pull-ups, soft grunts spilling out of his mouth with every rep. He looks up, a bright smile on his face when he sees you standing at the entrance of the backyard.

“I wasn’t doing anything.” He says, dropping down from the bar to move towards you.

“That’s more than enough, sometimes.” It was true; recently, it seemed you could be turned on by nothing more than just Grayson being Grayson. “Are you done, amour?”

He nods, leaning down to kiss you on the lips before walking towards the bathroom. You follow, sitting on his bed to scroll through your phone while he gets ready for a post-workout shower. Since the two of you have been taking your relationship further, everything’s escalated between you two - this unavoidable tension growing whenever you’re near each other. If anything, it was like waiting for the drop on a never-ending rise of a roller-coaster. You both knew what you were leading to, but neither of you brave enough to take the fall.

“Hey, have you seen my towel?”

And there was this part, the relentless teasing between the two of you. It was like the two of you knew about this cat-and-mouse game you two were stuck in, wanting to see who could give in first. Lingering touches whenever Grayson passes by you, warm hands always on your lower back and upper thigh. And, of course, the always semi-nakedness. He stood at the doorway, skin still shining with sweat from his workout and underwear low on his hips, showing off his abs and deep v-line. His constant working out recently has been paying off, appreciation present on your face as your eyes slowly drag down his frame.

“Y/N.” His voice roughly comes out, breaking your concentration of following a bead of sweat through the contours of his muscles. You hadn’t noticed your tongue slowly swiping over your lips, Grayson’s mouth drying at the small movement. You look up at him, trying to act as innocent as you can after getting caught checking out your boyfriend.

“My towel?” You don’t comment on how his voice is a few octaves deeper, instead choosing just to shrug.

“Probably in the wash. Just grab a new one.” He nods, watching you bite your lip as you continue to work yourself up over your own thoughts. You really weren’t joking when you had said that his presence was more than enough to turn you on, and he was starting to find it really attractive. He’s a simple man, and knowing his girlfriend finds him attractive is a healthy ego-boost, enough to make him want to see how far he can push you.

He walks over to you slowly, feeling a little stupid at this whole seduction attempt. The look in your eyes, however, resolves any insecurity he might be feeling.

“What… what are you doing?” You ask, stuttering slightly as you become eye-to-eye with his dick. You move forward to touch him, slip a small hand underneath his underwear, anything, but before you can, he stops you. He leans down to cage you in, arms on both sides of your body, so you’re face-to-face. He’s close, close enough that you can make out every minuscule detail on his face. He glances down at your lips, eyes several shades darker than when this whole interaction started, and you can’t help but moan softly, clenching your thighs as he moves closer. You feel the heat radiating off of him, and it’s like the two of you are feeding off of each other's energy, growing more turned on without having done anything yet.

He traces a palm along your inner thigh, stroking softly. Before he reaches where you want him the most, he reaches past you to grab his phone lying on the bed behind you.

“Forgot my phone.” He waves the iPhone in his hand before turning back to use the shower, laughing at the long slew of curses you’re throwing out at him. He knows that however long his shower is will be more than enough time for you to forgive him, being apart giving the both of you time to calm down. And if it isn’t, he knows just the way to apologize. He palms himself lightly, turning the water down to a colder temperature than he would’ve liked, but wanting to kill his throbbing hard-on. He knows he promised he’d wait for you, giving you however much time you needed to feel comfortable enough to sleep with him. However, he’s still a man in his prime, and he can’t help craving more than sloppy blowjobs and unpolished hand jobs. He craves you in the most intimate way, and it seems harder and harder to resist picturing you underneath him, softly moaning out with sharp nails trailing down his back, his mouth marking up your chest.

He shakes his head, almost as if trying to physically clear the image from his head. He was more than happy to wait weeks, months, even years until you were ready to be with him in that way, and he wasn’t going to let whatever fantasies he had ruin that. What the two of you needed was a hard-reset, something to break this rising tension between the two of you. He hops in the shower, shivering slightly under the cold water while coming up with a plan to romance you in the way you deserve.

When he’s finished, he walks out, surprised to see you with damp hair and a sundress on, seeming to have taken your own shower in the meantime. You smile up at him, already have forgotten the teasing from earlier. Grayson’s stomach somersaults at your soft smile, heart beating out of his chest with unbridled love for you.

“C’mon, I have a surprise for you.”

It takes about 30 minutes for him to get everything together, ordering some food to be delivered to his house before you find yourself in the passenger seat of his Tesla, hair blowing in the wind as you sing along softly to the Kid Cudi song playing in the background. He looks over, smiling at the way your skin seems to shine gold in the setting sun. You hadn’t questioned where he was taking you yet, moreso curious at the changing scenery as you drive further and further out of L.A.

“You’re not kidnapping me, right? This is the part where you finally get sick of me?” You joke, hopefully trying to prod some information out of your uncharacteristically silent boyfriend.

“You can never be romantic, huh?” He laughs, looking at you over a pair of sunglasses. After about 45 minutes, you arrive at the beach, car parked near the sand. Grayson grabs the food out of the backseat, handing you the blanket that stays in the trunk of his car.

“A picnic on the beach?” You tease lightly. “Very cliche, Dolan.” He laughs, grabbing your hand.

“Humor me.”

He leads you along the shore, waves providing a background melody to whatever meaningless conversation the two of you are having. The moment he finds a spot he feels is secluded enough, he sets the blanket and food down, pulling you into his lap.

“You’re never this nice to me.” You raise an eyebrow jokingly, wrapping your arms around his neck. You pepper light kisses along his face and neck, humming appreciatively.

“What do you mean, I’m always nice to you. Besides, can’t I spoil my gorgeous girlfriend?”

“Mhm, but you’re laying it on kinda heavy.”

“You’re so annoying.” He rolls his eyes playfully before taking out the food, handing you your meal before digging into his. You can’t help but admire the adonis of a man in front of you, the sunset giving him the infamous golden hour wash. He’s chewing on one of the sandwiches he ordered, concentrated heavily on the vegan goodness in front of him. He looks up at you, poking your face slightly.

“Quit staring. S’not nice.” He jokes, feeding you one of the chips. You don’t know why, but that simple act of domesticity does it for you, images of the future flashing in your mind. You see every part of your and Grayson’s life together, coming together like pieces of a puzzle. It seems overly apparent that there’s nobody else for you except for him, and you start to feel overwhelmed with love for him. There’s no doubt in your mind about what you want to do next.

“So, there's something I’ve been thinking about recently.” He turns to you, still chewing on his food. He cocks his head, giving you a sign to continue.

“I think I’m ready.”

“Ready for what?” His eyebrows furrow, confused at the lack of explanation.

“Ready to, y’know.” You trail off, tilting your head in hopes he’ll catch on to what you’re insinuating. When he still looks at you with a blank expression, you move your hand towards his dick, palming lightly over his pants.

“Oh.. oh!” He swallows deeply. “Are you sure, angel? I’m not trying to rush you or anything, just did this because I love you.” Your heart melts even further, and you lean forward, capturing his lips in between yours.

“Of course. Not doing this out of a whim or anything; I want it to be you because I love you. You knew that.” He laughs softly, pulling you closer to him for a light kiss. You lean forward, kissing him deeper, running your hands through his hair and shifting in his lap, trying to guide him in the direction you desired without saying anything.

“Now?” He questions. You nod, already leaning back in to keep kissing him. He pulls back.

“Are you sure, angel? I could make this better, get us a nice room, take you out to a nice dinner beforehand?”You shake your head. Whatever Grayson had planned in his mind, this was so much better - more the two of you.

“This is perfect, amour.” You assure, already leaning back into to continue where you left off. He holds your shoulder, stopping you from going in for the third time.

“Are you sure, Y/N? I want this to be perfect for you.” You stop, pouting slightly at his hesitation.

“Yes, amour. It’ll be perfect so long as I’m with you. Now, please. I don’t want to beg.” You whine, and if Grayson was any less of a man, he probably would’ve made you. However, he could feel you already growing warm in his lap, so he moves to kiss you, pulling you closer to him as he does. He feels every fiber of his being light up, electricity following wherever you touch him. You lean back, pulling on his shirt to get him to discard it. He takes it off quickly before leaning forward to kiss marks down your neck. You moan softly, trailing your nails slightly down his chest. You both lean back, breathing heavily as the sun sets completely, enveloping you two in darkness.

You take him in, not knowing what you want to do next. Even though this is your first time, you still want him to feel as good about this as you do, and so you move off his lap, him looking at you questionably. You lean down slightly, hands moving to unzip his pants. Before you could pull him out of his underwear, he stops you.

“Uh-uh, this is about you.” He grips your jaw lightly, bringing you back up so your face-to-face with him.

“What if what I want is for you to cum with your dick in my mouth?” You narrow your eyes teasingly, moving back into his lap while watching as his own eyes widen at your bold statement.

“Fuck, where the fuck did you learn to talk like that?” You smile at his response, feeling his dick jump lightly underneath you. You roll your hips experimentally, swearing breathlessly when he grips your hips harder. He controls your movements, peppering kisses from your neck down to your chest.

“Fuck, Grayson. Please, I need more.” You’re not exactly sure what you’re asking for, but he, knowing you like the back of his hand by now, is already pulling your dress off. He groans slightly when your tits are exposed, nipples hardening due to the cold ocean air. He leans forwards, taking one into his mouth, sucking and nibbling lightly, circling the other nipple lightly. He switches sides once he’s had his fill, giving your other breast the same attention, watching as you arch your back into him. Once done, he kisses down the valley of your chest, stopping at the edge of your underwear.

“Lay back.” He whispers, moving you, so you’re laid out on the blanket. You don’t hesitate, leaning back on your elbows, so you don’t miss a single movement. He slips your underwear off, whispering a ‘fucking perfect’ once you're exposed to him. He glances up at you again, features illuminated by moonlight, and you can’t help thinking how that statement perfectly describes him as well: fucking perfect. He licks a long stripe before sucking on your clit slowly.

“Grayson!” You jolt, slowly growing wetter with every movement. He slips one finger in, moving slowly.

“Grayson, more.” You whine, bucking your hips. He places a palm down, trying to still your movements.

“I know, I know. Gotta stretch you out first.” He curls his finger a few times before adding another, and you moan louder. It’s slow torture, knowing that he’s right about prepping you properly but also just wanting him to fuck you already. He moves his hand to rub your clit, and you’re done, moaning loudly as your orgasm wrecks over your entire body. You knew it wasn’t going to take much, already having worked yourself up the whole day. He leans back, letting you catch your breath while he slips off his pants and boxers.

“You good?” He checks in, watching as you focus on his dick in front of you. He laughs slightly when you just nod wordlessly and reach forward to jerk him off, hand moving up and down his shaft. He moves out of the way to position himself in front of you, sudden nerves appearing in his stomach. He’s not a virgin at all, but he might as well be, any previous experience flying out the door at the thought of wanting to make this memorable for you. He starts to stress, feeling this overwhelming pressure to make everything perfect. You lean up and kiss the crease that’s appeared in between his eyebrows.

“Just relax.” You whisper.

“I should be the one telling you that.” He chuckles. He coats himself in your wetness before slowly moving his hips forward, thrusting into you softly. And you suddenly understand why he wanted to stretch you out first, because fuck, is he big. You knew it already, having spent a lot of time sucking him off, but feeling every inch slide further and further into you makes the statement even more true in your mind. You whimper softly, and he pauses all movements completely, kissing both your cheeks lightly.

“You okay, angel?” He reaches down, rubbing your clit to help with anything you’re feeling. You nod, taking a breath. It’s not unbearable pain, just a dull ache from a foreign feeling, but the longer he remains still inside you, the more you want him to continue. You moan gently when he throbs lightly, wrapping a leg around his hip to pull him closer to you.

“Fuck.” He whispers softly, staring down at where he’s bottomed out. He waits a moment, watching every expression on your face for any pain or discomfort. He starts to kiss along your neck and chest again, every kiss peppered with an unspoken vow of forever - knowing he had an unbreakable grip on your heart. You move your hips slightly, both of you moaning out when you squeeze around him. He rolls his pelvis into you, checking to see your response, and your eyes almost roll back from pleasure.

“Move. Please,” Your voice cracks and Grayson almost loses it at the expression on your face, knowing that this is all him. He’s the only man to ever make you feel this way, and if he had anything to do with it, it’d stay that way. He moves his hips again, watching as your face twists into pleasure, almost losing it at the way your velvet walls are gripping him. He picks up speed a little, still rubbing your clit consistently.

“Fuck, you’re so tight.” He rasps out, overwhelmed with deciding between to look at your face, breast moving with every thrust, or where his dick is entering and leaving your body. It’s almost like a sensory overload, and he prays he doesn’t cum too quickly to ruin this for you. You moan out loudly, not even having words to describe how you’re feeling, that being the only way to express how good he’s making you feel. Grayson thanks every higher power that the ocean is so loud, because between the wet noises from every thrust and your increasing moaning, he knows the two of you would’ve gotten caught in seconds.

“Fuck, angel. You’re doing so good for me, takin’ me so well.” You whimper loudly, eyes closing from his soft praises. He keeps that in mind, watching your reaction whenever he compliments you. He can tell your close, having spent enough time in between your legs to know when near cumming. Just as he thought, it only takes a few more seconds before you’re spilling on to his dick, back arching slightly. He stops, watching you so he can commit every moment to memory, kissing down your chest.

“Aren’t you going to cum too?” You ask, opening one eye when you still feel him rock hard inside you. He looks down at you, wanting to shake his head at your expression. Here you are, recovering from your second orgasm, and you’re worried about him.

“About to angel, wanted to see you cum first.” He murmurs, kissing your neck once again.

“Cum for me, Grayson. Please, inside of me.” And fuck, he was close, but that does it for him, thrusting once, twice, three times before cumming deep inside of you, both of you moaning at the feeling. It takes a moment for him to catch his breath, kissing you lazily until he feels like he can speak again.

“How was it?” was the first question that comes to mind, not wanting for you to feel any regret.

“I think I have sand in my hair.” You respond.

“I meant the sex, you asshole.”

“It was perfect. You were perfect, amour.” He kisses you softly, moving your waist, so you’re closer to him. You pull back, and he takes you in under the moonlight, sandy hair (which he knows you’re going to bitch about later) and swollen lips. You look so dazed and love-stricken, and he’s sure that if he saw himself, he would have that same dopey expression on his face. He leans in to kiss you once more until you open your mouth to ask -

“Can we do that again?” He slips out of you, you shuddering at the emptiness that overtakes you.

“Whenever you want, angel.”

“Now?” It’s at that moment that Grayson notices his cum leaking out of you, dripping down your thigh, and he can feel his dick hardening again.

“Fuck, give me 5, and then I’m all yours.”

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kikis-writing-world · 3 years

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Bug in the System

Summary: Reader has a complicated relationship with Nathan, living and working with him. They’ve always been nervous to bring up prescription medication, so shit hits the fan when they runs out and their mood plummets.

Pairing: Nathan Bateman x GN!Reader that struggles with mental health.

Word Count: 2k

Rating/Warnings: Mental health - depression and anxiety are expressly mentioned and reader is in a bad low. Talk of medication and ramifications of not taking them. Mention of doctors. Brief mention of sex. Worries of the stigma around mental health. Lots of swearing because it’s Nathan. Unedited/Betaed. it’s almost fluff in Nathan’s asshole way, there’s a happy ending.

A/N: I blame @foxilayde that I’m suddenly writing for Nathan... I hated him when I watched the movie and now here we are. Idk, this idea hit me last night while trying to fall asleep and I couldn’t get it out of my head. I had to write it.

You weren’t sure how to define the relationship you and Nathan had. He wasn’t your boyfriend - not only did that feel so juvenile, but also… he just wasn’t. There had never been a declaration of love between the two of you, no commitment to monogamy or even non-monogamy. The two of you lived together, worked together, slept together- it could almost be called a friends with benefits relationship, only… softer. You ate dinners together, danced around the house together, and cuddled together when watching movies. You also spent days, sometimes weeks at a time where you hardly spoke to each other when engrossed in a project. Did this form out of attraction, or emotion, or was it an inevitability when two adults - whose sexualities, attractions and availabilities lined up accordingly - lived together in isolation for an extended period of time?

In summary: there was no easy way to define what was between the two of you, and you were happy there were no other humans around to ask. You didn’t feel the need to defend what you shared, but you had no desire to try to label it either.

Despite the friendly and casual nature of whatever the relationship was, there were still things that you had yet to admit to Nathan. The dwindling supply of medications tucked safely in a make-up bag inside the drawer of your bedside table felt like a ticking time bomb. You only had so many doses remaining and it wasn’t like you could walk down to the local pharmacy for a refill. Any supplies coming to the fortress of a home had to be called in, ordered, and helicoptered to you. There was no way to do it without Nathan finding out along the way.

You watched the pills slowly empty from their plastic bottles like a reverse hourglass. Despite the effects they had on your malfunctioning brain chemistry, they never quite tampered down the anxiety you had about opening up about your mental illness, let alone to someone like Nathan.

Nathan worked hard and played harder. He strove to be the best him he could be at all times. He accepted nothing less than perfection and no matter what the relationship between you two could be defined as -coworkers, employer/employee, friends, friends with benefits, lovers - you didn’t want to disappoint him.

You avoided and avoided until inevitably, the last pill came out of the last bottle. It only got worse from there. Without the anxieties in check and the chemicals being balanced, the insecurity flared even worse. Your inner voice told you that you deserved the unhappiness flowing through you, that you should just stay in bed and give up since Nathan would kick you out of the house soon enough: he’d either get tired of your low mood, your falling productivity, or he’d discover your secret and be done with you.

He noticed. Of course he did. You stopped dancing, stopped cuddling, stopped fucking. Then you stopped eating, stopped talking, stopped leaving your room. You felt like you couldn’t get out of bed at all. You spent your time sleeping or curled up under your blankets in the dark room wishing you could sleep more. That or just disappear.

That was where Nathan found you, a month and a half after you’d run out of your meds.

“What the fuck is going on with you?” He barged into your room one morning… afternoon… you had no idea what time it was.

Nathan turned the light on and you could hear him pacing. “Are you sick? Do I need to call in a doctor? Are you even alive under there?! Hello?!”

You sighed, forcing yourself to sit up and prove you were alive, awake, and hearing him. The blankets dropped to your waist, revealing what you were sure was an absolute mess of a human. You knew what you looked like the last time you’d been brave enough to look in the mirror and you were sure it was even worse now.

Nathan cursed and you swear he nearly recoiled at the sight of you. “Are you in here dying on me or something?” He questioned.

You weren’t sure how to answer, what you could possibly say to him.

“Hello?!” He snapped his fingers in front of your face. “Is anybody in there?!”

You blinked as he crowded you, hysterics growing as you seemingly ignored him. You could tell he was close to grabbing you and shaking you, and you didn’t know if your body could handle that. As it was, your muscles had protested sitting up. Instead, you leaned over and opened your drawer, taking out the zippered make-up bag.

You tossed the pouch at him, hearing all the plastic bottles click together as it landed at his feet. He bent down to pick it up, opening it carefully like he thought some sort of creature might jump out at him. His brows furrowed when he saw the bottles inside and dumped them out onto the mattress.

“Are these all empty? Fuck did you take these?” He questioned, panic rising in his voice. “Are you trying to OD on me or something? Shit.” He pulled his phone out of his pocket, about to call for help.

“No.” You croaked. “Well, yeah. I took them… but… they’re my meds.” You gave in. “I’ve been taking them since I got here. I[was taking until they ran out.”

Nathan looked down at the bottles, picking one up as he read the label. “What are they for?”

“Depression mostly. Anxiety.” You shrugged, listing the simple ones.

Nathan was quiet as he read the bottles. You had no idea if he knew what any of them meant. It’s not like the labels read “Take one daily to stop the crazies!” The names, the dosages, the frequencies meant nothing to someone with no experience… but then again, Nathan wasn’t just anyone.

“How long?” He sighed, turning to sit on the edge of the bed.

You would have deflated if you didn’t already feel as low as you could go. Having assumed the worst, you weren’t surprised he couldn’t look at you.

“I was diagnosed in junior year-”

“No, I mean how long have you been without your meds?” He interrupted you, turning to stare you down.

“A month.” You shrugged. “Almost two.”

“For fucks sakes.” He grumbled, turning to his phone again and typing away.

“I’ll pack my shit. Just, give me a few days and I’ll go.” You mumbled, laying down on your side and facing away from him. You didn’t want to watch him posting for a new assistant or scheduling the pick-up or whatever he was doing. You’d wallow for a bit, probably take a nap, and then you’d pack anything here that was important. Fuck the rest. You didn’t have the energy. You didn’t care.

“The fuck are you talking about?” He asked distractedly, like he hadn’t heard you as his cogs of his brain jumped to life. He did that a lot when he was preoccupied. He would hear your voice, realize you’re talking, but not absorb the words. Sometimes he needed to ask 3 or 4 times until you gave up and texted him instead.

“I’m bringing in a doctor. You need to get checked out before you start back up on anything. You’re not supposed to go off of these without supervision. Says so right here. Black and white.” He chastised you.

You frowned, looking over your shoulder in confusion. You saw him still typing away on his phone, holding one of the empty, orange-tinted bottles in his hand. He set it down, picking up another. He took a picture, looking over the label quickly for himself before setting it back down.

“What are you doing?”

“Sending him the labels so he knows what he’s walking into. Why the fuck would you just stop taking your meds?” He sniped. “Why didn’t you get more? I fucking ask you if you need shit and you just conveniently forget your pills?”

You picked at a thread of the blanket, not wanting to watch him as he grew angrier with you. As soon as you were in good health and his conscience was clear, he’d be rid of you. You were sure of it. It was more than you’d expected to be honest.

You heard the quiet noise from his phone, indicating the email had been sent. That meant his attention wasn’t divided as he rounded back on you.

“Why won’t you answer me? It’s like fucking talking to a wall or something. If I wanted one-sided conversations, I never would have brought you up here. Why didn’t you get more?!”

You took a shuddering breath before answering. “I didn’t want you to know.”

“Know what? That you take medication?” He scoffed in disbelief.

The room was quiet as you didn’t answer, but you could practically hear his brain processing, whirring like a computer with a squeaky exhaust fan.

“Hey, look at me.” He ordered, his voice dropping in volume to a kinder tone, but it was still not a request. It was a demand. You sat up again, looking at him stare at you with dark, angry eyes.

“When a program isn’t working, do you throw away the whole CPU or do you debug it and fucking find the fix?” He asked. You didn’t answer, assuming it was rhetorical.

“Your software is fucked, and these,” he picked up one of the bottles to hold up between you two. “These are the fix. Why the fuck would you be embarassed about shit like that?”

You shrugged your shoulders, dropping your gaze again. “You’re…” you struggled to find the words, but Nathan jumped on your train of thought frighteningly quick.

“Me?! So it’s my fault? I eat brown rice and salad and work out every day so I’m some health nut hippy who wouldn’t understand, is that it?”

He was putting words into your mouth, but he was essentially getting the point. You were scared he would reject you, mock you, think less of you.

He crawled towards you on the bed, cupping your chin a little too tight as he lifted your face. He was clearly done having you look away from him. “I’m a fucking reclusive genius who lives in the middle of ass fuck nature and only lets people come and go with a goddamn keycard! Do you not think I’m self-aware enough to realize that? A fucking prodigy, multi-millionaire by 15, CEO of the most successful technology company in history. The President calls me and I hit ignore. Do you really think I’m not self-aware enough to know we all have our own brand of fucked up?” He laughed.

“If you need these to get through it, to be my little genius-” He released your jaw to cup your face in both hands, giving it a shake. “To keep up with my shit, to live here without losing your mind at the isolation, to be my dance partner and dinner partner and movie date - then fucking take them. Would I be having to tell you this if it was for your blood pressure or a heart condition or something?!”

His phone buzzed and he released his hold on you, leaning back to read the message that had just come through.

“Doc’s gonna be here tomorrow morning. Gotta keep you hydrated until then and you should try to eat.” He summed up the message as his eyes skimmed the screen. He tucked his phone back into his pocket before slapping your blanket-covered thigh. “What are we eating tonight? Your choice.”

“I’m not hungry.” You mumbled.

“Not an option!” He declined as he stood off the bed. “What are we eating?”

You sighed, letting your head fall back as you thought. “Grilled cheese?”

“And tomato soup? Coming right up.” He leaned over to you, cupping the back of your head as he pulled you close enough to kiss the top of your head. “Rest. I’ll bring it in when it’s ready.”

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hi im reg anon to elaborate that reg was in a relationship with an innocent muggleborn and he felt as if he was better than ber (internalized blood purity) and he slowly falls in love with her

Ok I will give you a few ideas about my plan if I were to make this into a series or just something a bit longer - also didn’t realise how long this would be,,, oops

I feel like the reader would either have to be in ravenclaw or hufflepuff - but that isn’t something that really matters

And maybe they’re paired up to do an assignment together in like their sixth year - which is also the year that he got the dark mark

And you’re just trying to make conversation with him, but he keeps just giving you nods or just not replying because he knows you are a muggleborn and is kinda upset that he has to be paired with you

But you just keep talking to him - just innocently trying to make small talk

And maybe you even talk to him outside of class and he is literally just in shock because he really doesn’t understand why he thinks you’re worthy to talk to him

And maybe it is in front of all the other Slytherins who are sniggering and he tells you to go away and probably calls you a mudblood and you’re just kinda in shock because you had been so nice to him and this was how he spoke to you?

So then the next lesson when you are working on your assignment you’ve barely said a word to him and for some reason that really annoys him and he asks if you’re really not going to speak to him and you just look at him and he rolls his eyes

And the following lessons are the same but Regulus doesn’t really try to make anything better because he has better thoughts than his muggleborn potions partner

But sometimes he has to talk to you and he doesn’t know why but there is a weird feeling in his tummy whenever he talks to you and you just look up at him with the saddest eyes and their is faint pout forming on your lips

And then maybe because they have been like this it is making it hard for them to do their assignment so they have to meet up outside of class and they go to the library and she is still not talking to him - and neither is really him to her, but Regulus always gets good marks and he isn’t going to let a stupid muggleborn stop this

So he kinda has a little rant to you about it and says that you have just got to get over it because it is both of your grades and he isn’t going to fail because of you

But this only makes you more upset and you’re trying to act like everything is fine but Regulus can hear the little quiver in your voice and you’re still hunched in your chair

And then if we want smut,, this would be when he grabs your face in his hands and (if we want mean dom Regulus he would say you were pathetic lowkey) if it was soft dom Regulus he would tell you that he has a way to make you feel better

And you’re just in shock because he hates you and he isn’t really sure why he wants to do it but maybe it is just because he is really tired and the lightings really low and he kinda just wants to let out his anger at the whole situation because he hates that he feels this way because he is a death eater

But if this was smut, it would literally just be him torturing you because even though he was proud to be a death eater he still wasn’t going to go showing you his dark mark, mainly because he didn’t want you to tell others but also because he thought it would upset you,,, because apparently it was easy for him to upset you

And if this was smut it would be very rough and Regulus would just be mocking you and overstimulating you

If it wasn’t then he would just kinda apologise to you

But anyways, the next lesson it was surprisingly the most awkward it had been because he neither of you really knew what to say to each other

And he would tell you to meet him in the Room of Requirement that night

He would go on another rant about how you are just a stupid muggleborn and he really doesn’t know why he finds you so interesting but he hasn’t been able to stop thinking about you and if it was smut he would fuck you but if it wasn’t you would just talk

But either way there were a lot of angry vibes coming from him because he really hated how weak you made him

And you two would keep meeting up but he would act like you didn’t exist whenever he saw you, especially now that the project was over

And you really didn’t know what was going to happen with him but he kept asking to meet up with you and (I’m thinking that this works best if it is smut) each time it was basically like a hate fuck but like he was really good at it and you knew that you probably deserved better but no one had ever fucked you like he had and you were more than happy to keep going back to him

But he would always make sure that his dark mark was covered

And then there would be a chapter about you finding out that he was a dark mark,, it was probably during sexy time and by accident and this would be the point where you have a big fight and you’re crying and Regulus is actually showing some other emotion besides anger and hatred and he is holding onto your arm and begging you to stay but you don’t

And he keeps making eye contact with you but you keep looking away because you’re actually kinda scared now because you know death eaters are killing muggle borns

And he would probably send you letters (because I feel like the Blacks are very old school and love old romance) and little gifts and you would receive them every morning but you would just throw them out and if you weren’t afraid to look at him you would see his face fall every time you did so

But anyways, one day he would literally pull you into an empty classroom and you’re freaking out because who knows what he is going to do to you he is trying to calm you down and tell you that he isn’t going to hurt you and you’re kinda just frozen on the spot

But he has another little rant at you about how he realises now that he kinda actually liked spending time with you and you don’t believe a word he is saying and you’re also trying to tell him that he just liked you for the sex but he swears that it isn’t and he gets all dramatic about it and is like I would literally take veritaserum to prove this to you

So you start to believe him but then he is like okay cool but we can’t tell anyone

And that makes you really upset because what is the point of taking things further with someone if they’re embarrassed to be seen with you

And to make things dramatic you probably storm off again but Regulus really can’t be public with you because they would probably kill you

Maybe we could add a scene where you are talking to Sirius and he gets really fucking jealous

But he is literally plagued by the thought of you which is a real issue because during the break between sixth and seventh year he is obviously working with Voldemort and the rest of the death eaters who all love occlumency and is desperately reading up on how to stop it so they don’t know you’re thinking of you

And then maybe someone - like Snape or something - idk like maybe they’re practising because they were probably like at least acquaintances considering they were both death eaters

And Snape is really good at it and of course he sees you and he knows who you are and he warns Regulus that he can’t be seen with you otherwise both of you will probably die and Regulus gets really defensive and probably says that you were just a good fuck to him or something

But then he regrets it immediately and he is sending letters to you but you don’t reply to him

So anyways now you are in your last year and it seems you and Regulus are always near each other and you keep trying not to look at each other

But you both really miss each other and this time it is you who breaks and sends him a letter and you meet up at the room of requirement but neither of you really know what to say so you just have sex but this time it isn’t as rough

And afterwards Regulus is asking if you got his letters and you say you did and he asks why you didn’t reply and you don’t really know where you’re getting this confidence from but you’re telling him that you didn’t want to and leaving it at that because you don’t owe him an explanation

And there is an underlying understanding that you both won’t work out together, but you guys keep meeting to fuck

And you would have a lot of heart to hearts, like he would tell you about his family and how he became a death eater and everything

And maybe just for dramas sake there is a moment where some of his Slytherin friends are like threatening you because you’re a muggleborn and then he comes over and he is about to help them but then he realises it is you and freezes and he says that you’re not worth their time and your heart is literally about to explode because it isn’t fair that this is your situation

But after that you’re never the one to initiate anything because it is probably better that you distance yourself from him because there is literally a war about to happen and you’re both on opposing sides

And fucking him just isn’t the same anymore but there isn’t much longer until the year finishes and you don’t really know what’s going to happen when school finishes so you just let whatever happens happens

But then like a few weeks before school finishes Regulus is asking to meet you but this time it is just to talk about what will happen and you decide that you’re going to call it off because it really won’t work

But he gets really angry at that and you end up having a massive fight and you’re both seething but it really settles the matter and for those last few weeks of school you both are just glaring and sneering at the other

But we aren’t finished,,, because then one day you’re just like chilling and suddenly Regulus has apparated to your house and you’re so confused and mean Regulus would make a comeback and he has just finished a death eater meeting (because I have a request for this specific scenario and it would just fit so well) and you’re literally brought back to the time where he first fucked you and he was really rough

But then he kinda just gets ready to go straight away and you get angry because you’re like you can’t just come here to fuck me and then leave and he sorta just replies watch me and apparates

And you’re so angry,,, but then like a week later he apparates back again and you’re yelling at him and telling him if he thinks he is just going to be able to use you then he is pathetic but he is telling you to shut up because he has news

And he is telling you that he found out how to defeat Voldemort and you really don’t believe him at first but then he tells you what happened and suddenly all your anger is vanished because all you can think of is that you might finally get the chance to be with him, properly

So you’re encouraging him and you guys probably fuck as a celebration and then there is a really sweet goodbye

And it would end with you finding out that he died and literally being so heartbroken

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