#step the fuck up amerie
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Forever grateful that heartbreaker high S2 gave us a TRUE love triangle.
Unfortunate that it had to come at the cost of one of them being a classic school shooter white boy and also the school but yk what baby steps
#representation win! Your stalker is bi!#and also kissed your boyfriend!#step the fuck up amerie#was pretty obvious it had to be him but still sad about it tbh#for some reason wanted him and malekai to be endgame😭#heartbreak high#heartbreak high season 2#heartbreak high s2 spoilers#bird psycho for the win tbh#if you liked having one 'I can fix him' white bous#now theres two!#and hes even more psychopathic!#yay!
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𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞- 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬
Chapter One. Info: spider gets called up and put into the SLT. upon entering, he meets the new student: Y/n L/n and is immediately taken by her
Tags: 18+, swearing, groping
word count: 5582
gif by me
The semester started off normally enough, summer had just ended and it was time to start a new year of school. Spider's peaceful start was quickly interrupted by some random girl running through the courtyard yelling; "Oi! Theres a fully-gacked sex map in the old stairwell! It's called the Incest Map." In a blur all students were shoving their way into the stairwell trying to catch a peek at the Map. As Spider walked with Ant, attempting not to laugh at the current situation, his name was called over the loud speaker, "Will the following students please meet at classroom 5D," the principle lists a few names before saying "Spencer White". Spider groaned, “oh cunt.” As Ant next to him laughs, "Anthony Vaughn." At least he wouldn't be alone. “Oi, shits fucked, eh?” he says to his friend, “can’t imagine what kinda arvo it's gonna be.”
The two of them walk into class 5D and sit in the back, and as she walks in looking down, he calls out to Amerie; the girl who got him and twenty or so other students into this fucking mess, "Map Bitch! Map Bitch." he laughed noticing her miserable look. The teacher of the class, Ms. Obah, finally introduced herself before dubbing the class a sexual literacy class or SLT's, which quickly got spun into 'Sluts'. Spider and Ant start chanting "Sluts, Sluts, Sluts" before he's quickly cut off by the door slamming open and a new student stepping inside, he narrows his eyes…
A girl he had never seen before walks in, "uh hey? i'm not sure im meant to be here but i was called up? im new here, im Y/n L/n" the girl explained.
ms. Obah greeted her and motioned for her to sit down at the same table as spider and his mates. Leaning back in his seat, Spider smirks at the new addition to their little group. "Y/n L/n, huh? Well, Y/n, nice ta meet ya, the names spencer but my friends call me spider" he drawled, spewing more Aussie slang than usual. Crossing his arms, he gave her a once-over, grinning when she mentioned she wasn’t supposed to be there. "Well, looks like me and Ant here are gonna teach ya a thing or two bout rules today. Wanna play along, darlin'?" He winked, eyebrow raised suggestively. With a chuckle, he motions towards Amerie, snickering softly. "'S her fault we're here, dollface."
Y/n watches on, unimpressed. "god, so you're the class dickhead then?" she sasses.
"Oh, I ain't even close to bein' the biggest one around, love," Spider retorts with a cocky grin, leaning back in his chair. Seeing her stand up for herself only made him more interested. "But thanks for makin' me feel special, darling. That smile, though... How could anyone resist?" He leered at her playfully, crossing his arms over his chest. "Better start learnin', kiddo. Looks like yer in for a wild ride in 'SLT's.'" He chuckles, looking around at their fellow classmates before turning his attention back to her. "You're American, aren't ya?
Y/n rolls her eyes, "uh, no. its a British accent, you asshat"
Spider blinks, adjusting his gaze to study her for a moment. "British? Blimey, ya sound American tae me, love. Or Canadian, maybe?" He scratches the back of his head, tilting it to the side quizzically. "I dunno, mate. But yer right, I shouldn't judge a book by its cover, should I? Jus' a typical Aussie mistake." He grinned widely, clearly enjoying the banter. "Alright, Y/n, im sorry for taking the piss outta yer accent" he teases, noticing your expression.
"fuck off Spider we both know you'll be jacking off to my accent tonight" she winks as Ant and Dusty shove and make fun of Spider. Spider's cheeks flush a deep red. He glares at his friends before turning back to her, a mixture of embarrassment and amusement coloring his features. "Alright, alright. I'll admit it - I might've been thinking about it a bit. But yer can't blame me, doll. You've got a voice like honey." He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, feigning innocence. "Just enjoy the view." Swallowing hard, he tries to recover his composure. "But seriously, welcome to our lovely little class. Just try not to break anything, yeah?"
"Well stop taking the piss out of my accent then" she reaches over and palms his crotch under the table when no one is looking to enforce what she said. Spider jolts in surprise, gasping quietly as your hand connected with his crotch. His face turns bright scarlet, but he somehow manages to maintain eye contact with you. "Fuck, love! Not exactly what I was expectin'," he stammers under his breath, trying to stifle his laughter. "But I think I'll survive." He clears his throat, attempting to regain control of the situation. "Listen, if it bothers you that much, I won't mention it again." he gives her a lopsided grin, still feeling the lingering effects of her touch. "Now, let's focus on this class" he adds, subtly adjusting himself under the table.
"deal" Y/n winks and turns her attention back to ms. Obah. Spider sits, watching you intently, his heart pounding slightly faster. He couldn't deny the attraction he felt, nor could he hide the satisfaction in his eyes. Shifting uncomfortably in his seat, he forces himself to pay attention to Ms. Obah's lecture. Still, his thoughts kept drifting back to your bold move and the thrill of it all. And despite the awkwardness, there was undeniably a sense of excitement that lingered between them. "Deal," he agrees softly, keeping an eye on you during the lesson. Little did he know, he was already hooked.
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He's A Real Mad Lad
Part 1 of Meant to Be: A Heartbreak High fanfic
Reader POV
Synopsis: You get called down to the gym because of the incest map. Cash finds out you like him, and he likes you too.
Warnings: Swearing, suggestive language, fluff, drug use, makeout, spicy
Song: WITHOUT YOU by The Kid Laroi
🎵♥ you cut out a piece of me and now i bleed eternally ♥🎵
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"Will the following students please come to the gym." A loud voice said over the intercom. I stopped talking to Quinni and Darren and listened.
"Darren Rivers."
"Quinni Gallagher-Jones."
"Sasha So."
"Spencer (Spider) White."
"Amerie Wadia."
"Harper McLean."
"Y/N L/N."
"Douglas Piggott."
"Dusty Reid."
There were more, but I didn't listen. I rolled my eyes and collected my backpack, heading to the gym. Darren and Quinni were close behind me.
You might think I'm weird. My two best friends are part of the LGBT society. Darren is queer and non-binary. Quinni is lesbian and autistic. But, I loved them more than anyone I had ever loved before.
I am aromantic. I made out with Sasha once, and have done multiple other things.
The door gym slammed behind me, and I looked around. Many of the students called were already sitting down.
"Seriously, Y/N, why do you have to wear such scandalous outfits?" The teacher asked. I looked down at myself.
Today, I was wearing leather shorts that barely covered my ass, and a hot pink cropped tank top that showed quite a bit of cleavage.
"All for the aesthetic, miss." I say sweetly. I walk past Cash, who, was biting his lip and staring at me. I blush.
I've had a crush on Cash since year 7. He was funny, but isolated, and when you got to know him, he opened up to you.
"Hey, Cash." I say, taking a seat beside him. His eyes move away from my chest.
"H-hey!" He says quickly, his face turning a dark shade of red. Darren sits on my other side, and Quinni sits beside him.
"So. The incest map." The teacher said, pulling up a photo. I groaned. Now the whole school knew what I had done and who I had done. I glanced at all the names connected to mine.
Y/N
wristy to Dusty
blowie to Spider
made out with Sasha
shagged Darren
loves Cash
Ok. I did give a wristy to Dusty, and I did blow Spider. I made out with Sasha and I do love Cash. But I did NOT shag Darren! He is my best friend and I would never, ever do anything with him. He's like a brother to me.
Cash nudges me.
"What about that, bruh?" He says, gesturing to the map.
"What, cunt?" I say.
"You love me?" He asks, smirking. I flipped him off.
Yes, for fucks sake. Yes.
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"You got any weed?" I ask Cash as we step outside of the school.
"Yeah, hold on a second." He says. He reaches into his backpack and pulls out a joint.
"Thanks." I say, lighting it.
"Yep." He responds. I take a puff, and he steals it from me, taking a puff as well. I groan.
"Now it has all of your cooties on it!" I whine playfully.
"Come on. If I kissed you you would like that, wouldn't you?" He teases. I cross my arms.
"Ooh, I hit a sensitive spot, didn't I, bruh?" He asks, poking your shoulder.
"Shut up and go back to drug dealing, you cunt." I say. He shuts up. I smirk.
"Ooh, hit a sensitive spot, didn't I, bruh?" I mock, shaking my head. He laughs.
"You want to come over for a bit?" He asks. I gulp. I've never been to his house before, and I wasn't sure I wanted to.
Fuck. Of course I did.
"Yeah, sure." I say.
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"What the fuck is that? Is it alive?" I screech, gesturing towards the goose beside Cash's bed.
"No, he's a full mad lad. He's sick, go pet him." Cash says. I look at him, expecting him to crack up laughing, but his face is dead serious.
"No, thanks." I say, walking in the opposite direction.
He sits down on his couch, and pats the empty spot next to him.
"So. This is a legitimate question, bruh." Cash says, looking at you in the eyes.
"Mhm." I squeak, getting lost (once again) in his chocolate brown eyes.
"Do you love me?" He asks.
"What?" I question.
"Do. You. Love. Me." He asks slowly. I don't respond. I have a vivid image of myself riding him on this couch.
Cash grabs my chin.
"Y/N!" He says abruptly. I snap out of my daydream.
"Y-yeah!" I say.
"So you do love me!" He says, throwing his arms up in triumph.
"What? No, I just-" I start. But I hated lying.
"Yes. Since year 7. I just didn't want to tell you because we're good friends, I didn't want to ruin what we had." I say, fidgeting with my thumbs and looking straight into my lap.
"Oh, bruh. My bunny. Come here." Cash says, pulling me into a hug.
I giggle. "You smell good."
He smiles.
"I like you too. But since year 3." Cash says, turning red again.
"Ha! Really, though?" I say serious. Cash nods. I blush, turning away. My phone buzzed. I pick it up.
MOMMA: come home, sweetheart, you need to babysit your little sister
You: on my way
"Sorry, Cash, I've got some babysitting to do, I guess." I sigh, standing up off of his couch.
"Yeah! No, no problem." He says, leading me to the door. I was half way down his steps when he called me.
"Y/N..." He says. I turn around, and the moment I do, his lips land on mine gently. He pulls away, hesitant to go further, but I wrap my arms around his head and pull him close, smashing my lips onto his again.
He drags me back into the house, guiding me into his room and pushing me onto the bed. He lifts off his shirt and climbs back on top of me, his lips attaching to mine in a passionate kiss.
I pull on his hair, and he groans into my mouth. He grinds his hips into me, and I whimper.
His tongue, finds its way into my mouth, and my hands trail over his abs and chest as our tongues fight for dominance.
The makeout lasted quite a few minutes, until his grandma came in.
"You slut! Come! I made you some bread!" She says. Cash jumps and looks behind him.
"Nan! Get out!" He says.
"Ooh la la! She's a pretty one!" His nan says. She leaves, and Cash faces me again, kissing me gently once more. I laugh.
"She's such a cute old lady." I say, lifting myself off of Cash's bed. He smiles, putting his shirt back on.
"Yeah. But not as cute as you." He says, winking.
God. He's such a dork.
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Classic Party Game (Spider x Reader)
Masterlist
Spencer “Spider” White x Reader (She/Her)
Warnings: none
Synopsis: Y/N and Spider get put in a closet for seven minutes in heaven
GUYS the Heartbreak High fandom is barren of x Reader content and I am crying. Guess I gotta do it myself then. I have not proofread this sorry if there’s a lotta mistakes!
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“Your turn Y/N.” Missy cooed as she gestured to the empty beer bottle in the centre of the circle. Y/N rolled her eyes playfully and gave it a spin. Everyone cheered as they watched to see who it would land on.
Y/N looked around the circle. She wasn’t too bothered with who she���d do seven minutes in heaven with. She was friendly with most. Darren, Quinni or Amerie would be best, being her friends. They could just chill and chat for the seven mins, probably catch up on some mid party gossip. Any of their current partners, situationships or exes would be awkward though.
Malakai or Dusty, Sasha… Ca$h would probably be chill.
The bottle slowed to a stop. On Spider.
The room was divided with the boys cheering for Spider and everyone else feeling sorry for Y/N. Sasha put a hand on Y/N’s shoulder.
“Y/N you don’t have to go in there with that creep if you don’t want to.”
“Uh these are the rules!” Spider protested as he stood up. He stepped over to Y/N and held out a hand, shot eating grin on his face. “Shall we?” Ant and Dusty continued to cheer and clap as Y/N took his hand. She looked back to her friends reassuringly.
“I’ll be fine. If we tries anything I’ll just knock his lights out.” She shrugged. The pair walked into the closet and Amerie shut the doors behind them. She gave Spider a hard glare before she did.
“You do anything to her, I’ll kill you.” Spider scoffed as the doors slammed shut.
“Whatever.” He muttered.
Y/N sat down, Spider copied. Luckily it wasn’t a particularly cramped situation they had been put in. They had just enough space to sit and have their knees touching. They reshuffled to face each other where they sat. “I wouldn’t do anything by the way.” Spider commented. “That’s fucked.”
“I didn’t think you would.” Y/N replied plainly.
“That’s kinda surprising.”
“You’re a lot of things Spider, but I don’t think you’re a guy who would force me to make out with you.”
“Bar’s on the fuckin floor then.” Y/N chuckled at that, making Spider smile a little.
“You’re not all bad Spence.”
“You think?” Y/N would never say it out loud, but she’d always had a little soft spot for him. Yeah he was rude and annoying, but under all that he was actually a kind person. It was just a matter of a waiting game for him to grow out of this young asshole persona.
A game Y/N was willing to play.
“Yeah you have your moments. Don’t let that go to your head.” Spider chuckled.
“You’re not half bad either Y/N.”
“Not half bad? I’m a fuckin saint compared to you.” The pair laughed softly, hearing the others continuing to chat and play music outside.
Y/N leaned forward, moving her weight to rest on her arms, one hand firmly planted on the carpeted floor to keep her balanced. The other went to hold the side of Spiders face as her lips met his. She held it for a moment before pulling away yet keeping the distance between them small.
Spider blinked in the darkness of the closet, processing what just happened.
“W-Why did you do that?” He mumbled, still confused. Y/N gave him a cheeky smirk as she leaned in close once again. Her voice a whisper.
“Because they’ll never believe you.” She leaned back to her side just in time for the closet doors to open. Amerie glared at Spider before helping her friend back to her feet.
“You good? He didn’t try anything did he?” She asked, worried. Y/N shook her head.
“No Am I’m fine. He didn’t do anything.” Everyone turned as the girls walked back, Spider a little behind them seemingly dazed.
“Oi you alright mate?” Ant quirked an eyebrow at his friend. Everyone turned their attention to Spider as Y/N and Amerie sat down.
The blonde just stood there for a moment, staring at nothing in particular before he finally spoke.
“She… she kissed me.” Immediate laughter and disbelief filled the room.
“Bull-fucking-shit Spider!”
“No way.”
“You think we’re gonna believe that?” Spider continued to try and make them believe but to no avail. Y/N watched, amused, catching Spider’s eye.
Her smile distracted him for a moment from the arguing. Such an innocent little prank she pulled. He felt the corners of his mouth turning upwards.
Why did she kiss him? Was it just to mess with him? Well that was definitely part of it, but didn’t feel like that was the only reason. In that closet for seven minutes, Spider felt different. Like he didn’t need his guard up like he usually does.
Okay fine Y/N, I’ll let you have this one. Letting you win might mean it’ll happen again.
#heartbreak high spider#heartbreak high#heartbreak high spider x reader#heartbreak high x reader#spencer white#spencer white x reader#reader x spencer white#reader x spider#spider x reader heartbreak high
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Heartbreak highs pt. 2
Description: Amerie, Harper, and (Y/n). The three were the best of friends until the incest map. A heartbreak high x reader.
Pt.1; https://www.tumblr.com/jessiexcorner/715964588411256832/heartbreak-highs?source=share
Amerie now free from the principal’s office catches up with Harper who is heading to the gym while talking to (Y/n), the (h/c) haired girl noticing Amerie turns quiet “I’m going to catch up with Darren and Quinni, see ya?” (Y/n) ignore Amerie specifically looking at Harper and squeezes her hand, the blond girl smiles slightly and nods holding on for a second, squeezing back and then letting (Y/n) walk off, to the side of the gym where Darren and Quinni stand talking.
“Why haven't you answered my texts? Oi! Harp! Where have you been?” Amerie says playfully not noticing Harper’s uninterested expression. “When did you start talking to (y/n) again? Never mind, Firstly, your hair. Extreme, but I love. Secondly, Woodsy knows. I didn't tell her about you, don't worry.” She assures the blond.
“I’m not worried,” Harper responds, not really caring.
“Thirdly, Dusty spoke to me so we're pretty much dating…” Amerie gasps out ruffling Harper’s head.
Harper annoyed, pushes Amerie off of her, walking away. “I don't give a shit.”
“What's up with you? Hello. Didn't you hear me? I took the fall for you.” Amerie says now noticing her friend’s weird behaviour.
“I didn't ask you to do that,” Harper states.
“Shut up. You're my best mate—” Amerie walks closer, only to be cut off.
“Not anymore.”
“Dude, what are you talking about?” Amerie’s hand reaches out and tries to grab onto Harper’s, only for it to be slapped away.
“Fuck off.” Harper tries to walk away.
“Okay, Harper, I don't get it—“ Amerie tries to talk only to be cut off once again
“Of course, you don’t.”
“Well, then tell me.” Amerie comes closer. They become more heated gaining the attention of some students, (Y/n) watches the alteration in the corner quietly.
“I said get off me. I'm fucking done with you!” Harper shouts and punches Amerie pushing her away, now catching the attention of all the students, who run and crowd them.
“Fight, fight, fight!” students start yelling, while some record, (Y/n) worried comes closer, with her friends as they watch the fight.
“What the fuck, Harper? Stop! Why are you doing this? What's wrong with you?!” Amerie yells, pushing Harper against the wall, (Y/n) is about to step in before Harper pushes Amerie away and head-butts the brown girl knocking her down. The students gasp while some laugh still recording. Amerie lies on the floor dazed as Harper walks away.
“Could you maybe check on her, please?” (Y/n) asks her friends as she follows Harper out of the gym. Darren who now stops recording as Quinni nods and immediately kneels beside Amerie to check on her, Amerie sneezes while her nose is bleeding getting blood on Quinni, who only wipes it off with a worried smile.
“Yuck. Yuck, yuck, yuck.” Darren comments dragging the redhead away.
(Y/n) catches up with Harper who’s now alone and rubbing her knuckles a little. “Nice punch.” (Y/n) comments as she walks beside Harper, who smiles a little looking at her hand. (Y/n) hands her the gel ice pack she takes from her backpack. “Thought you might need this,” Harper raises a brow.
“Why do you have an ice pack in your bag?”
(Y/n) shrugs. “I felt like you might have needed it today, if not you then I would be needing it.” She smiles standing next to the blond who ices her hands. ”Though I don’t think my punches would have been as satisfying as the one you threw.” Harper huffs smiling. They both stand there for a little while enjoying the quiet.
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Quinni and Darren get some fruit from a shop, two boys walk up to buy some snacks when Quinni asks them, “Oh. Excuse me. Do you know what a ‘Lazy Kebab’ is?”
“Uh-uh-uh. No. Stop asking people that.” Darren immediately stops Quinni.
“Okay. I still don't understand what it is though.” She says as they walk, (Y/n) now joining them.
“Hey, what’re you two lovely people talking about” (Y/n) asks with a smile linking arms, with the two.
“(Y/n) What’s ‘Lazy Kebab’?” Quinni questions.
“What,” (Y/n) scrunches her brows.
Darren sighs, “It means giant flaps.”
“Flaps?” Quinni questions. Darren pointed looks down at Quinni’s skirt.
“Oh! Like those sorts of flaps.” They all walk together Darren eating their fruit.
“Spider hasn't seen them. I mean nobody has.” Quinni comments eating her apple.
“Who knows what that incel was thinking? Straight men are a mystery to me.” Darren assures as (Y/n) hums agreeing with them.
“Oh! You guys can look at them for me.”
“What?” Both Darren and (Y/n) question.
“My...flaps.”
“Uh,” (Y/n) looks at Darren.
“Deeply, no,” Darren responds instantly.
“Okay, but what if they are huge?” Quinni asks.
“There’s nothing wrong with that,” (Y/n) assures.
“Who cares? More room to put things in it.” Darren huffs. Before they can finish their conversation a voice on the speaker cuts them off.
“Will the following students please meet at Classroom 5D; Amerie Wadia, Harper McLean, Sasha So, Missy Beckett, Dustin Reid, Spencer White, and Anthony Vaughn.”
“Sounds like a bunch of dickheads.” Darren comments as they eat their banana, and (Y/n) hums in agreement.
“Darren Rivers.” The announcer states.
“Damn it,” Darren responds making (Y/n) chuckle.
“(Y/n) (L/n)” The announcer continues making the girl sigh and groan. “Quinn Gallagher-Jones.”
“What?” Quinni notices her name.
“Douglas Piggott, Malakai Mitchell.”
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��Welcome, welcome.” The principal and a teacher greet the students at the entrance of the class, as they trickle in. (Y/n), Darren, and Quinni, claim the table at the back next to the door. Amerie sits in one corner in the front with the new kid, as Spider and his friends call out to the girl.
“Map Bitch,” they whistle and tease. Amerie ignores them which makes them stop. She notices the new kid looking at her and annoyed snaps.
“What cunt?”
The new kid just smiles finding her amusing. “Nice to meet you too.”
“So cemetery tomorrow?” Dusty asks the group at his table
“Yeah, boy.”
“It's gonna be a rager.”
“Oi, uh, what's the cemetery?” Darren asks curious.
“None ya biz, bong water.” Spider insults.
“Shut up, fucking gronk.” (Y/n) retorts to the white male, making him scoff.
“Okay. Settle down. Thank you.” The principal announces forcing the kids to sit still quietly.
“Hi, everyone. I'm Miss Josephine Obah, but you can call me Jojo Kind of like, 'Yo-yo,’ but J.” The teacher standing in the front, chuckles awkwardly. She clears her throat. “I’m an English teacher, so I know some of you. But I'm sure you're all wondering why you're here. Well, your names were on the map in the stairwell. The one that's out of bounds.”
“Um, what map?” Malakai the new kid, raises his hand confused.
Miss Jo-jo chuckles “Okay, very funny. Look, peeps, we're not dumb. We know a lot of you are sexually active, but we're concerned this map demonstrates a real lack of respect for one another when it comes to sexual relationships. So we want to address it head-on. This is a special class that aims to give you clear and accessible information about sex and intimacy—”
“A sexual literacy tutorial.” Miss Stacy the principal announces.
“S.L.T. So we're sluts?” Darren comments making the students snicker and laugh, as they begin chanting,
“Sluts! Sluts! Sluts!” Spider stands on the table cheering.
“That's enough. Come on, everyone. This class will go back to the basics on sex and—“ Miss Jo-jo attempts to calm the students down but is cut off by Miss Stacy.
“Because clearly, you all have a lot to learn in that department.” Miss Stacy comments before letting Miss Jo-jo continue.
“It'll happen twice a week, in your own time.” The students groan and whine in protest “Until—No, until we judge that you started to respect each other and yourselves. You have to attend every class or it'll go on your permanent record.”
“Wait, we have permanent records?” Ant chimes in.
“This is sex jail!” Missy complains.
“Thanks a lot, Map Bitch.” Ant mutters as Spider throws a paper ball at Amerie.
“Sorry. Um, it's actually my first day. I don't think I'm supposed to be in here.” Malakai raises his hand again,
“Legend! Made it to the map before you even started!” Spider cheers for the new kid.
“I think we should do the handshake game.” Miss Stacy whispers to the English teacher.
“I don't think that's not the best one to start with…” Miss Jo-jo whispers back.
“All right, everybody up! Up, up, up, up!” Miss Stacy instructs the students. “Okay, now clear these tables to the side, please. And lift them, don't scrape them along the floor—” The students drag and push the tables to the side of the classroom. “Thank you. Now, I want you all to start walking around the room. Come on. Walking. Good, you know how to walk.” The students walk around circling around each other. “Now, I want you to choose three other people to start shaking hands with. Shaking, shake...Good, you know how to shake.” The students start shaking hands and walking around aimlessly, Darren and Quinni stay in one place shaking each other's hands in the background. (Y/n) shakes Harper’s hand giving it a small squeeze which is returned by Harper with a small smile. (Y/n) ducks and stays with her friends all linking hands in a three-way handshake. Almost all students avoid Amerie. “Shaking. And...stop. Spencer, you have genital crabs.” Miss Stacy says. The students laugh and giggle.
“Checks out,” Darren comments snickering.
“Not in real life, thank you, Darren, for the purposes of this game. Put your hand up, Spencer.” Miss Stacy explains. Spencer huffs. “Hand up, Spencer. Now. Hands up, who shook hands with Spencer.” Some students raise their hands. “And who shook hands with them?” More students raise their hands. “And who shook hands with them?” Quinni looks over at Darren and (Y/n) who have their hands up and raises her hand. “You all have genital warts.” Spider snickers and some kids cheer.
“Uh, I thought it was crabs?” Malakai asks.
“Right. Crabs. Thank you, um…”
“Malakai.”
“Malakai. Thank you. You all have genital crabs. Except for you, Amerie. Well done.” Amerie stands on the side looking like a sad puppy. “Now. What does this highlight the need for?”
“Oh to stay away from Spider, 'cause he's chat.” Cash's comment makes students laugh.
“Fuck off, guys!” Spider retorts.
“No! Condoms.” Miss Stacy states exasperated. The school bell rings letting the kids know that they can leave. Darren and Quinni head out.
“Text me when you reach?” (Y/n) asks Harper as they walk out of the class, she nods. (Y/n) smiles and waves bye heading towards her friends. She finds Darren standing outside the girl's bathroom, “Quinni in there?”
“Yes, she’s checking her kebab. I think.”
“Ah,” (Y/n) nods. “Oh! Shoot I almost forgot,” (Y/n) digs threw her bag taking out a gummy bear chain bracelet. “I fixed it, good as new.” She hands him the jewelry
“Ah! Lifesaver. Oh did you add a new chain?”
“Yea, it was getting rusty.”
Amerie runs out of the bathroom clutching her bag Quinni following, “I mean, it is your fault in a way, so if you could just look at it and tell me if I have a normal kebab or not. Amerie!”
Darren chuckles “I love it when toxic bitches enter their flop era.”
“You can't say that, that's really mean.” Quinni defends her.
“She put you on the map…” (Y/n) comments as they walk to class.
“Yeah, I know. But Spider told everyone. So he's the asshole, not her.”
“I love you, but that girl has literally never acknowledged our existence.” Darren comments.
“So? Haven't you ever felt like a complete reject? Come on, we've got maths.” Quinni states, Darren and (Y/n) look at each other one looking a little guilty and the other blank. They sigh and head to class.
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Amerie stands in front of Harper’s place. She knocks on the door and waits. “Hello, Am.” A blond man opens the door,
“Hey, Justin.” Amerie greets Harper’s dad.
“How are ya?”
“Ah. Yeah, I'm good. Um, just wondering if Harper's home.”
“Uh... No, didn't you see her at school today?” He asks.
“Yes. But, um, we sort of... beat the shit out of each other.” Amerie explains, he chuckles,
“Again? Well makes sense. Mercury is in retrograde, so…” He jokes, “Don't worry. You'll work it out. Always do.” He assures the girl.
“Yeah, totally. Um... So, is she here?”
“I don't know where she is, maybe check (Y/n)’s place? She mentioned something about that.”
“Oh?” Amerie pauses hearing her old friend’s name. “Okay, um, well, thanks anyway, J-Dog.”
“Okay. See ya around.”
“See ya. Take it ease.” He says.
“I’ll try.” She says walking off.
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(Y/n) sits in her room eating some junk food, while texting Harper, and watching a movie at the same time. She gets a call from Darren. “Hey, what’s up?” She responds wiping her hands off of any crumbs.
“Can I stay the night?”
“Uh, lemme ask my parents, give me sec yea?” (Y/n) walks to her parents room for permission only to remember they aren’t home this week. She texts them, ‘Can I invite my friend for a sleepover?’ ‘Which friend?’ ‘Darren, I’ll sleep in my room, the guest room is free.’ A pause before a thumbs-up emoji is sent. “yea sure, want me to pick you up?” (Y/n) replies to Darren.
“No— wait, actually yes, can you?”
“Sure, we can pick some snacks too, have a movie night. Oh! Invite Quinni too!” (Y/n) says excitedly as she grabs her car keys and slippers heading out.
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“whatever you want”
heatbreak high- dusty x reader (female)
summary- you and dusty hooked up a year ago and he ignored you after, the past comes back when the incest map is revealed.
warning- SMUT SMUT SMUT 18+
what the fuck. how do they know all of this.
y/n - blowjob to spider
- handjob to ant
-shagged dusty
for one, you had never ever touched spencer. never. you wouldn’t even dream of it. and ant? well that was sort of true but it literally lasted all of 10 seconds.
however, you did shag dusty. about a year ago and afterwards he was a dick to you so yous haven’t really spoken since.
“you shagged y/n?” spider shouted to dusty causing you to turn round and glare at him. you see, you were a very private person and mainly stuck to yourself. you didn’t have drama with anybody you just liked your own company.
“shut up spider. your just jealous because i wouldn’t piss on you if you were on fire” you snapped. spencer had tried to sleep with you in the past but you were having none of it.
“oh really? because according to this map we got very close” he had such a smug look on his face.
“piss off spencer” you held your middle finger up at him.
after that there was a whole assembly about the events. you had later found out that it was infact amerie who made the map. honestly, you couldn’t give a fuck. so what? we’ve all had sex with eachother oh well. you were then told you all had to join a programme called SLTs. it was to teach you about respecting eachother and yourselves. you just sighed and put your head down.
the next day after school was the cemetery party. you went with darren, amerie and quinni and got separated pretty fast. you were to busy searching through the cooler of alcohol to realise dusty had snook up behind you.
“we’ve ran out of tequila if that’s what your looking for” he said, making you jump.
“shit” you placed your hand over your heart. “don’t sneak up in me like that” you looked his way before resuming your search.
“can we talk?” dusty asked.
“about what?” you asked.
“a year ago”
“what about it?” you played dumb.
“cmon y/n you know what i’m talking about”
“oh when you took my virginity and then freaked out on me and avoided me like the plague” he looked down guiltily.
“yeah” he cringed. “about that, look i’m sorry. i was an asshole but i didn’t know what to say when you told me you were a virgin afterwards. i thought you’d get clingy because it meant something to you”
“well if you thought it meant something to me you shouldn’t have avoided me and made me think i did something wrong. and by the way, it didn’t. i wasn’t expecting you to commit to me jesus christ” you rolled your eyes.
“look you did nothing wrong okay? it was good i just didn’t know what to do in that situation and panicked” he said looking you in the eye whilst grabbing your hand. all of a sudden someone warned everyone that police were heading your way so yous both ran. after you got over the gate, he grabbed your hand and started to pull you with him.
“where a we going?” you asked.
“my house” he said simply. he was still walking at a fast pace.
“why?”
“to carry on this conversation” he looked back.
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you had gotten to his house and was sat on his bed. “i’ve not been here since that night” you smiled.
“it’s not changed much?” he asked for your opinion.
you stood up and started walking round his room looking at things. “i wouldn’t notice. didn’t really get a tour last time.” you joked. you felt his appearance behind you and turned around to look at him.
“i really am sorry y/n. before that night we were friends and i messed that up aswell” he shook his head.
“dusty, don’t worry about it. i’m over it” you smiled at him.
“okay” he took slow steps forwards until your back was against the desk in his room. he place his hand on either side of you on the desk so you were trapped.
“what are you doing?” you questioned whilst your heart was beating through your chest.
“a do-over” he smirked and leant in, nudging your nose with his. after a couple of seconds of him do that, you got frustrated and smashed your lips against his. you wrapped your arms around his neck and he resting his on your waist. your tongues were wrestling for dominance and eventually he won. you pushed your hands against his shoulders to push backwards towards his bed, once he was sat in the edge of his bed, you straddled his lap. breaking the kiss, he gripped the back of your hair to pull your head back and instantly peppered kissed along your neck making you moan.
his hands grasped your ass. you broke his kisses on your neck you life up your shirt. you didn’t wear a bra. “fuck” he whispered staring at your boobs. you lifted his face with your hands and kissed him again whilst simultaneously unbuttoning his shirt.
once his shirt was unbuttoned you kissed down his chest until you were on your knees in front of him. “can i?” you said looking into his eyes to which he nodded very quickly. you unzipped his fly and reached into his underwear pulling out his hard dick. you licked your way up the vein on the underside of his dick that went from the bottom all the way to the head. once you got to the head, you swirled your tongue around it and wrapped your lips around the top, using your hand to work the rest. “fuck. i need more y/n” he moaned. you spat on his cock and gradually took more into your mouth until you gagged. you then rocked your head up and down his dick. he eventually got sick of your agonising pace and held your head whilst he mouth fucked you. this made you gag multiple times but you pulled through. you could feel he was about to come so you tapped his hand in order to let him know to stop.
once he did, you stood up taking off your pants and underwear . he stood up aswell and turned you so your back was facing the bed and he was infront of you. he pushed you down and climbed on top on top of you with one of his legs inbetween yours. he kissed you and and grinded his now bare leg up and down your pussy. you moaned aloud. “fuck dusty” you whispered in between kissed. he turned you around and kissed down your spine. he pulled you onto your knees so you were in doggy. he kissed your ass cheeks individually and then licked a stripe from your clit to your asshole and dipped two fingers into your dripping wet cunt. “wow” you whispered. “you like that?” he asked you bending down to your ear. you moaned in response. he curved his fingers which made him continuously hit your g-spot. you scream out. “fuck fuck fuck” you moaned. he sped up. “im gonna cum” you warned him. “come on y/n” he encouraged and you released all over him. “jesus christ” you whimpered.
“we aren’t done yet” he smirked. he lined himself up with your entrance and slowly pushed in causing you to sigh. “shit” he moaned. “so fucking wet” he said under his breath but you heard it. you arched your back and put your arms forward to grip his pillows and he gradually fucked you harder and faster. he leant forward and gripped your wrists behind your back. “dusty” you moaned his name multiple times. all you could hear was your skin connecting as you started to push backwards to meet his thrusts. “you feel so fucking good y/n” he lifted a hand off your wrists and slapped your ass. “im going to cum again” you warned him. “let go y/n” and you did. but you weren’t expecting to squirt. “oh my fucking god” you screamed in relief. he then pulled out pumping his cock a few times and came on your ass. “fucking hell” he whispered in disbelief.
he let go of your wrists allowing you to fall forward so you were face down completely flat on the bed. he collapsed at the side of you and looked at you worriedly when he saw your face in the crook of your elbow.
“hey are you alright?” he asked with concern laced in his tone.
you held up a finger asif to tell him one minute. “let me just lay here for a sec” you laughed causing him to laugh with you.
“i did not think you were a squirter” he rubbed his hand up and down your back.
“neither did i” you finally looked at him. “that’s never happened before” you told him.
“well hopefully i can do that to you again?” he asked.
“you can do anything you want to me after that” you smiled.
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As an Australian, here’s my live thoughts and explanations about the many Australian things in Heartbreak High. Episode 1.
The aussie accents? So weird to hear in a show.
- (Yes, there’s a variety)
Not the red P plate
- (Red P’s are the very last step in getting your license in Australia. A simple order is your L’s, red P’s, green P’s, then your full license. It takes about three years.)
Wooow the Centrelink insult
- (Centrelink gives social security payments to people who don’t have a job and are actively looking for one. I honestly don’t know that much about how it works but it’s not surprising that it gets used an an insult.)
Pffft eshaaaay. Cannot believe they made an eshay character oh my god.
- (I… I don’t even know how to explain this one. Eshays are like a weird subculture in aus. Just…google it.)
Look at that. The casual use of cunt. Love itttt
- (Look, it really depends on who you ask and who you hang around with, but cunt gets used quite a lot in Australia. It can be as a friendly term of endearment, a mild insult, or a serious one.)
‘you’re not wagging school, are you?’
- (The common slang for skipping over here is ‘wagging’.)
NO NOT AMERIE ALMOST EATING A FLY. WE’VE ALL BEEN THERE BABE HAHAHA.
- (I fucking hate accidentally swallowing a fly. Why did I totally see it coming in that scene though lmao.)
Kookaburras!!!!!
- (I love the sound of Kookaburras. Americans? Learn how to pronounce it correctly. Please. Y’all are killing me.)
lmao the Netflix subtitles are wrong. It’s not ‘chip bits’, she said ‘chippies’ heheheh
- (mmm the use of ‘chips’ for hot chips or ‘fries’ and the use of the slang ‘chippies’ LOVE IT.)
DOES THAT MAN HAVE A VEGIMITE CAP?! WHAT A LEGEND LMAO
- (Who in the costume department got one of them to wear a Vegemite cap god.)
‘You’re so much more interesting now that you’ve fucked everything up.’ RED FLAG BABE
- (Not even an Aussie thing that’s just a red fucking flag.)
not Darren’s dad coming in with a fucking cricket bat as a self-defense weapon
- (It really hit me that that’s our equivalent of a baseball bat and it’s really fucking funny to me for no good reason.)
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MY FAVOURITE CHARACTERS FROM VARIOUS DIFFERENT MEDIA
and the reasons why i like them
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JOJO'S BIZARRE ADVENTURE
Noriaki Kakyoin - I just think he's neat
Risotto Nero - he's emo
Kars - HE'S HOT!!!!
Joseph Joestar - goofy as fuck
Josuke Higashikata - he's so silly it's unreal
Leone Abbacchio - depressed alcoholic? that's a favourite character right there
Caesar Zeppeli - I like him :]
Pannacotta Fugo - I think he's an interesting character (also because of phf)
Robert E.O Speedwagon - waifu
Diavolo - pathetic little bitch
Vinegar Doppio - pathetic little meow meow
Guido Mista - he's pretty chill, I like him
Ghiaccio - fuck dude why do I like all the angry ones
N'doul - i saw him and immediately liked him
Narciso Anasui - i could fix him.
Enrico Pucci - birthing hips
Okuyasu Nijimura - love me a dumb bitch
Rohan Kishibe - cunty
Foo Fighters - water
Hot Pants - please step on me
Diego Brando - DINOSAUR!!!
Johnny Joestar - he was really well written! also he looks like a twink
Yasuho Hirose - silly!!!
Josuke Higashikata8 - silly!!!
Santana - silly!!!
Wamuu - big man tits
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SCOTT PILGRIM
Matthew Patel - pathetic little emo (my favourite breed of man)
Scott Pilgrim - pathetic simp (me too)
Ramona Flowers - please step on me
Lucas Lee - himbo
Knives Chau - Silly!!!
Wallace Wells - he's an icon
Young Neil - Silly!!!
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STARDEW VALLEY
Sebastian - emo
Elliot - he has nice hair
Abigail - slay queen
Sam - silly!!!
Shane - depressed alcoholic
Krobus - silly!!!
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OURAN HIGHSCHOOL HOST CLUB
Tamaki Suoh - stupid blond bitch
Haruhi Fujioka - you go girl
Honey - cutie patootie
Mori - love me a good silent type
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CHAINSAW MAN
Denji - he's so relatable (i want to touch tits too)
Power - CAT LOVER
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UNDERTALE + DELTARUNE
Kris - non binary icon
Suzie - lesbian icon
Ralsei - icon
sans - haha funny skeleton guy
Papyrus - autistic icon
Flower - the flower
Toriel - love her
Alphys - lesbian icon
Undyne - lesbian icon
Mettaton - gay icon
Grillby - he's HOT (get it?)
Queen - feel like a fem queen
Lancer - an icon
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POKEMON
Ingo - haha funny train man with no memories
Emmet - haha funny train man
Pierce - emo
Raihan - silly!!!
Leon - silly!!!
Hop - silly!!!
Arven - :(
Melli - stuck up bitch
Adaman - "bisexuals are gonna love this guy"
Irida - silly!!!
Brock - simp
Allister - silly!!!
Jessie - girlboss
James - crossdressing icon
N - long hair
Volo - i HATED this guy at first, then thought "nvm he's cool"
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OMORI
Kel - silly!!!
Aubrey - auby
Hero - slay king
Mari - yippee!!!
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DIALTOWN
Randy Jade - pathetic
Phonegingi - GET THE FUCK OFF MY PORCH
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DAYSHIFT AT FREDDY'S
Dave - vegas
Jack - i like him
Dee - you go girl
Roger - baby
Harry - i like him
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FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S
Glamrock freddy - way to go superstar
Funtime Freddy - same va as diavolo
Michael Afton - Michael Afton
William Afton - JUST FUCKING DIE ALREADY
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WELCOME TO DEMON SCHOOL! IRUMA-KUN
Alice Asmodeus - gay icon
Clara Valac - silly!!!
Ameri Azazel - girlboss
Opera - non binary icon
Kalego Naberius - emo
Sabro Sabnock - HE'S GOT SO MUCH CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT IT'S GREAT
Lied Shax - silly!!!
Shichiro Balam - gentle giant
General Furfur - same english va as diavolo
#jojos bizarre adventure#jjba part 5#jojo golden wind#scott pilgrim#scott pilgram takes off#scott pilgram vs the world#scott pilgrim's precious little life#scott pilgrim vs the world#welcome to demon school iruma kun#five nights at freddy's#dayshift at freddy's#dialtown#undertale#deltarune#omori#pokémon#chainsaw man#ouran high school host club#stardew valley
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I Just Died
Part 2
“Was that the start?”
“No…there’s so much that happened before that…”
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“Your finger touched my lips
As I tried to explain maybe why you and I
Should hide from such a love affair
My friends think that I'm so insane
To fight this feeling
But my life's at stake
Your embrace, thoughts won't erase
Every now a minute of the day I wait and hope and pray
That you might stay
And now you're moving oh so closely
Killing me so softly, so softly
I just died”
A story based off of “I Just Died” by Amerie.
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December, 2013
“Letitia Wright?” The casting director calls out the woman’s name. “That’s me..” Letitia looks up from the script that she was rehearsing. “We’re ready for you.” The director smiles.
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Once her audition was over, Tish felt doubtful. “I could’ve done better on that part..” She muttered to herself. She really wanted to get this role. This was her call back audition, and it would be an absolute heartbreak if she didn’t get the role after all of that work. Once she stepped into her apartment, she threw her keys down on the table and took off her shoes. She had the look of exhaustion on her face. Just when she was about crash on her couch, she got a call. She answered the phone with a sleepy voice and said, “hello?” A chirpy voice replied back to her. “Letitia! I hate to call you this late at night, but I wanted to let you know that you got the role! We actually need you to come back in. We have your love interest, and we wanted to see how the chemistry between would be! Are you able to come in?” Letitia instantly shot up from her couch and grabbed her keys. “I-yes!” She stumbled to put her shoes back on. “Great! We’ll see you there!” The lady said before she hung up. Letitia grabbed her script and rushed out of the door pondering to herself, “I wonder who my love interest is….”
About 25 minutes later she arrived at the building. Her heart was fluttering with excitement and nervousness. Once she entered the building, she was taken back to the audition room. The closer Letitia got, the more she could hear the conversations being held. “I’m nervous…I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold up.” She heard a slightly deep female voice say. She gulped and opened the door.
She was met with a brown skimmed women looking back at her. “Hi…You’re Letitia, right?” Letitia closed the door behind herself and nodded. “Yea. That’s me.” She said. Letitia could tell that the girl was nervous. “So…where are the casting directors?” Letitia asked. The other woman gulped. “So, they told me that they won’t be in the room, but they still want us to run over the lines.” The other woman said. Tish was slightly confused, but then she let it go. “Well…okay, let’s start.”
They both took a moment to get into character before looking back at each other.
“What do you want me to do?” Letitia asked. She had an exasperated look on his face. Letitia’s eyes were glued to hers as she clenched her jaw. “I’ve already told you. I don’t know how many times we have to go over this. It’s like you never change! For Christ’s sake, do even know how many times I have fucking waited for you to get it together?!” The girl raised her voice. Tish was shocked at how authentic she was. It was like she was really upset. “I can’t wait anymore…this life isn’t for me.” The girl says. Her tone has gotten softer. She wiped her eyes, and began to look around. “You can’t leave, and you know that…” Tish gets closer to her. “It doesn’t hurt to try.” The girl says while looking at Letitia. While staying in character, Letitia took in the girls features. Her round nose, plump lips, long eyelashes…everything she took in helped the chemistry grow between them. The way the girl would shift her eyes around when angry, or the way she would gulp when crying.
She cleared her throat and broke eye contact with Letitia. “Okay…so…how did I do?” She asked. She backed away from Letitia and adjusted her clothes a bit. “That was great…you’re a really good actor.” Letitia responded.
“Oh thank you…that means a lot coming from you. I really loved your work in Banana.” The girl said. Her gaze was directed at the floor as she gulped once again.
Letitia smiles lightly and nods out of gratitude. “Thank you so much…that means a lot…” She says. There is a moment in time where there were absolutely no words muttered. Even with the growing silence that was in the room, the tension between the both of them spoke for itself. They could both feel it…but they didn’t know what it was…and what it could do to them.
“Well, I have to go! It was really nice meeting you Letitia—“ The other woman abruptly broke the silence made her way to the door. Letitia felt a sense of urgency when she saw the girl about to leave. Letitia grabbed her hand and caught her attention. “I forgot to ask you…what’s your name?” The tone in Letitia’s voice had become warmer. “My name is Damaris.” The woman said.
“Beautiful name…” Letitia responded with a warm smile.
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Hundred Sixteen.
I remember a time where I would wake up and I would be in another country, every day too and now I can’t even stand to be away from home, I am home sick. I want to go back to LA so bad, but I am not leaving Chris, so I have to just wait it out for him. I am missing just everything about LA, Vegas isn’t bad, but it isn’t home. Home is LA now and that is where we settled, I think Chris feels it from me too, but I will bite my tongue and just get on with it for his sake. I am happy for him; he has the biggest contract out there for these performances, so we roll. The boys love it here, nothing has changed for them, they have Amerie, and they still have an education, Junior is still doing what he loves, and Emi is happy so for them this is nothing, but for me I hate it. Imani hates us both because we gave her two choices, she came with us or stays with Mel. What Rylee said to me stuck with me and I wasn’t about to let her stay there alone, Rylee wouldn’t put that in my mind for nothing, she wouldn’t worry Chris for nothing, so we decided to not let her stay back alone so she is with us. And that brother of Oakley went home but what gets me is that what did she think would happen, would I turn off the cameras for her, I would have seen her shit. She has been so mad with us, we don’t treat her like an adult but we are protecting her, and if Rylee thinks she needs protecting from Juke then I believe her. I don’t know much about him, he is on my radar, but Chris isn’t too fussed about him because of him being Oakley brother, and I know how much he loves Oakley but if Rylee has concerns then I should be concerned. Imani acts so stupid at times, and she thinks we are against her which we aren’t. We are here for her, we love her and we want to make sure no man breaks her heart, so Imani pretty much just stayd away from me and goes out to see Willow a lot, she is here and Willow is a great help for Imani but she thinks we should trust her, I was going to tell her about herself but then I remembered I need to not bite but things are ok here, but personally I cannot wait to get the fuck home, Vegas isn’t it for raising a family and I certainly won’t be staying longer then we should, I think Chris knows this too, he knows I hate it.
I always come to see Chris at his residency, leave the kids at home and support my twin. I don’t care how much I see him do the same thing, he is such a talented soul. I mean me on the other hand, I am over doing this shit and I wouldn’t step foot on stage even though I got asked too, maybe I would for one song. Chris said on his last one I would need too so I think I may do that for him, it would be cute actually, we both do a little thing together but that is a long, long away so we going to have to wait for that one “how was that one baby?” I said to him as I passed the towel “fucking dope, the interaction with the fans here is so much better, I feel like I can actually you know, speak to them too and get to know them but it was good, I thought Tianna was coming?” I shrugged “I haven’t seen her, maybe I was too busy watching you” Chris side eyed me “oh please, I saw you on the phone. The lies you tell” he mushed my head “ok but I was just sending Mel a picture of Aziel, she asked how he is, and I said my grandbaby is in Guyana, or back by now but that was all. Literally one second you see me on the phone and you’re using that against me” he chuckled “well I peeped you” walking behind him “hey mom and dad” Tianna is here “the hell you come from goofy? You ain’t seen me popping on stage?” he said, “I was there but like backstage, and it is for a reason I promise dad it is” he hugged Tianna “and what reason is that huh?” I am confused, I didn’t even know she was here “just trust me, and I will explain” hugging Ti “you girls, well you can speak to Imani while you’re here too, she is playing hell” Ti groaned out “no thanks” I swatted her.
Tianna is glowing, I see my baby she is smiling so much, she is happy and I love to see it “what is happening?” I am confused, she has us here and guarding Chris’ dressing room “I have someone I want you both to meet, and I hope you both like him too” my eyes widened “you have a man!?” I spat “yes, we have been keeping this lowkey, that is the reason why I have been busy and now we made it official I said it is important that my family like him so yeah” I smiled “oh my god, I am excited” I said “mhmmm who is it?” Chris is already being defensive “be kind!” I spat “yeah but I need to know, that my baby you know” Ti sighed out “please dad, I think you will like him but follow me” she said, Chris looked at me “this motherfucker ain’t Oakley to be coming to see me” I gasped “you ass” nudging him “please don’t be so mean” I pushed by Chris because I want to see this man first, Tianna has been very quiet about this one, I am so excited “they will be kind” walking into the room, he is stood up already but I had to do a double take “I know your face” I pointed “so do I, Rihanna” he laughed “oh wow, Damson!” looking at Tianna “you’re dating Damson, oh my daughter. Yes!” I just agreed, Damson laughed “wow, that was a quick approval. I am Damson, nice to meet you finally” he shook my hand “I mean I wasn’t expect this, wow. Ti!” I eyeballed her, she is giggling “I can’t lie, she got me stumped because I wasn’t expecting Franklin Saint in the room” Chris said, turning to him “I also didn’t think I would be meeting Chris and Rihanna but erm yeah, it’s good to meet you. Tianna has spoken so much about you and of course, Cench” Chris eyes lit up, he shook his head “really?” Chris said “he actually got us together, erm yeah. He is good friends with me, practically brothers but we don’t air that out much, it was more to do with politics of what he was involved in, but we are very good friends and I asked about Tianna but at the time she was with the other dude, but I want to do this right” Damson has got a smile out of Chris “impressive, come let’s talk” this is really good.
Eyeballing Tianna “you kept this so quiet, oh my god” we walked off to sit down “well we both wanted to just get to know each other, what happened mom is that Oakley did introduce us and then left it as that, it was pretty much after Taylan and I said fuck him, why should I even sit around and cry about it, so we have been hanging around together a lot, then he made it official and yeah. We said parents first and then we proceed with the world” I cooed out “you look so happy Ti, I am so happy for you and yeah. He seems like a nice guy, and I know with your dad he hates any man” Tianna laughed “oh we know but what you think he is saying” she asked me “probably asking for the script for Snowfall” she laughed out “he actually” she paused “do not speak on it, I am in Snowfall as his love interest” I gasped “yes, I know. He forced me into acting, he said he wanted me in it. So yeah, that is when you said I went missing on you, I was so tired because I was doing night shoots” I am so happy “Tianna, I am so happy like I pray he is the one but for Oakley to bring him forward he must be good, he knows what your dad is like, I mean he was his friend and he still got him” Ti nodded her head “I know mom, I said that my dad will judge your first move with him. But what you saying with Imani, me and Rylee are staying away if you haven’t noticed” that alone made me frown “but what has she done?” I asked “her attitude mom, she is so rude to us. I mean I will talk to her, but she is rude to us thinking we want to ruin her life, we care!” Tianna spat, Imani being rude to her sisters, that is crazy to me, she loves them.
Chris and Damson are laughing a lot and I am impressed “your dad must like British people because the way he hits it off with them all the time, I am glad. I did like Taylan and your dad didn’t do this is giving me good vibes, oh daughter. You have a good man; he is handsome too. Very handsome” Tianna and I laughed “I feel like I’m on a cloud, he just makes me happy. Like maybe it is a British thing. But also, bonus points. His base will be LA, so you won’t lose me” I cooed out “that is so good, like it’s hard just being apart from Rylee but then when you have kids I can see them” Tianna groaned out “no! Stop it” I chuckled “I’m so happy for my kids, a new relationship for you, Rylee to be engaged, I’m happy” I sighed out “engaged? They just made it boyfriend and girlfriend official?” Ti said “wait, that is a secret. So Oakley asked your dad for permission, then dad told me that is why I was crying that day. But what you mean boyfriend and girlfriend. Can he hurry up, I hate keeping it to myself, but don’t tell her. Let him do it in his own time but I may need to kick him” Ti laughed “I mean it’s not shocking, he really isn’t going to let her go. You know how heartwarming it is that we had a four way conversation, we all get on. We are thinking of meeting up when I go London and having a games night, like it’s just so nice that we can do things together. As couples, knowing Damson gets on with everyone, I am so happy mom” I cooed out “Tianna, this is so cute. I just need to put my attention on Imani” Tianna face changed “she needs all eyes on her mom, me and Rylee have given up, she is rude to us but begs us to not tell dad” I have no idea what is happening with that girl “really? I am watching her and to me she is ok” Ti laughed “well mother, you played hell. Do it with her, she isn’t innocent. I promise you” my face softened “but also let her live, I feel with her she wants to break free and do something dumb too” now I want to call her “I’ll call her and find out what she is up too, she does her own thing most of the time anyways” pressing my phone against my ear “hey mom” she answered so quickly “are you ok? What are you up too?” She laughed “I am ok just going to New York” I frowned “who knew that you’re going there!?” I spat “dad, it’s for work. Sorry just you have been busy” Chris never said really “ok but are you ok?” I said “I am ok mom, I promise” why didn’t Chris just tell me, I don’t get it “I am so shocked you’re with him, this is a cool guy” I knew Chris would like him, I’m not shocked at all.
Staring off into the distance, being back in London is good, I mean I’m happy, but I don’t know, I feel some type of sorrow. My dad isn’t the best, I know that, and I can hold my hands up and say that but he was still my dad and I enjoyed seeing him be a grandparent even though he wasn’t a parent to me, I lost my dad a long time ago when I knew he wasn’t a man, he wasn’t a father but he still was there, he was around, he’s still a loss. I am so conflicted in this, and I hate it, but being back in London means I can get on with things but I’m just feeling down. I am waiting on Aziel to come out of school too, when I think back on shit, at Aziel age my parent would argue it out who would pick me up, like it was a chore and I knew it, I was a burden to be picked up. They would get my neighbour but then I hit about eight and I would walk out, but Juke, I walked him home all the time, I didn’t get that so I will always make time for my kid. I know I had a meeting, but I wanted to pick him up, getting out of my car. School rule that we don’t need to come inside and that the teacher will bring the children out, I have parked right outside the school, they don’t allow that “Oakley you know that is a ticket” the teacher said “bill it to his mom” I laughed “Aziel” she side eyed me “you are trouble, but please can we not take him out of school that long again” Aziel ran to me “dad, my dad is here” smiling at him “Jordan” waving at him “dad can we take Jordan” shaking my head “his mom will be here, but thanks” I said to the teacher as I walked off “I sit in front” nodding my head “get in, you big boy now” getting into the car, he opened the door “yes I am, can I have ice cream please” he placed his bag down on the floor “sure, why not but you got ice cream money?” I asked, “stop it!” he spat which made me smile, I am sure we have time for some ice cream.
I thought I would feed Aziel instead and then he can have dessert before he goes back to his mom, she knows anyways but this boy is costing me today and it was supposed to be a quick trip to pick him up, I bought him down west to a good spot “bossman, it isn’t his birthday you know” I said laughing “I know friend, I did it for the boy. It makes him happy, you like this” he placed the chocolate cake and ice cream down with a sparkler “oh wow” Aziel smiled “that is an extra fiver you know, you better do this out of the goodness of your heart” I pointed, the manager laughed getting his hand out to me “brother, I know you for years stop it” shaking his hand “you like that?” he asked Aziel “yes, my dad get one too” shaking my head “nah, I will share with you. Thank you” I said to him, he walked off “you like that” he nodded his head “I like being with my dad, Jordan dad not rap he boring” I chuckled “so what, doesn’t mean he is boring son. Everyone is different so stop it” he shrugged “but you’re the best” this makes me happy “make you happy if mom and me be together” I asked “sometimes, look” he held his hand “wipe it on the tissue, what you mean sometimes?” that is cheeky “you kiss mom, ew” I laughed out “oh man, you’re jarring, who told you to look” this child “I can see dad” my son is growing “stop growing, cheeky” shaking my head.
Juke said for me to meet him before I go to Rylee house, I really needed to have the meeting and then go to Rylee home, I ain’t leaving once I go there so I thought I would see him before I go back “wait here” I pointed at Aziel and then took my key because you never know with this child “what is up?” I asked Juke “I wanted to let you know that Ti is here in London” my face changed “why?��� I asked, he shrugged and pointed “what is that got to do with me, tell her to go away. Juke I am not joking with you, get her gone. She is one screw loose from making you out that you forced her then what?” Juke shook his head “I actually want to be with her” I pushed him “fuck you” walking to the car “get the fuck out of my car” opening the door “out, nah. This is my car, Imani I am not supporting this shit. Juke, give me my keys, I want you to leave me alone, we buried our fucking dad and you come back to this!?” I shouted, now I am mad “you did it for love” I stormed around the car but he moved “you know I will fuck you up, fucking get your shit out” Imani got out “you’re stupid” I said to her “nobody listens to me, nobody lets me live. You’re just like Rylee” I shrugged “no, I know my brother, he don’t want you. He wants what you got” I just said it “fuck you” Imani said to me “nah fuck you, get your shit out of my car, and you! Find a place to stay, not on my watch. You and this bitch” I pointed “don’t call her that” I laughed kicking the car door shut “I am actually going to tell Chris” I spat “I will tell my dad you let us, you allowed it. That this is on you! That you swore at me, he will come to you” locking the car door “Imani, get your heart broken, I don’t care. Stay out of my way” I don’t need their shit, her being in London is the most pathetic shit “fuck off Oakley you pussy” I pulled a face “why are you being so rude to me? Just because your sister is Rylee don’t mean I won’t come for you, we won’t start on your issues. Let’s not go there” I eyeballed her “you sleep with young girls” I sniggered “and you belong in an asylum, fuck you” rude little bitch.
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Forty Five. Part 3
I really can’t stand him, he’s such a bastard for no reason too. He took them boys knowing I would go to Jamaica and get them; I wouldn’t even go there to begin with. If he came here, I wouldn’t care one fucking bit. He’s so nasty for this, I really can’t believe he did this to me “Rylee please just when you get home you don’t do anything stupid, just go home. Amerie will be there; I am relying on you to not fuck this one up. All you need to do is get off the jet, go to the SUV and go home, nobody at the house too” I pointed, Rylee is looking at me like why am I rushing to Jamaica when I should be going home but they don’t know their dad is an asshole “but like why is this New York trip cut short” I huffed out “because this has come up and I really need to go, kids I will call you. I’m sorry, we will do girls trip again, a proper one. I promise, I am sorry” pressing a kiss to Imani’ forehead “I’ll be back, won’t be long. I promise ok?” Rylee nodded her bread “you’re the eldest here, act it. Call me as soon as you land” turning on my heels “please make sure my kids get into the car after the flight” I said to the flight attendant, I am going to go commercial because they have my jet. Running down the steps “are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?” Rich said “no, I will be ok. The jet will be coming to Jamaica after anyways, I’ll be back. I just need to get my son’s” getting into the SUV, they can drive me around so I can walk into the airport. I rather my daughters have the jet, I didn’t want them to know either. I don’t want them questioning why their dad is being so unhinged about shit, he is literally so undeserving of me and I really going to end up not forgiving him the more he speaks, I can’t stand him. He knew I would come to Jamaica; he knew what he was doing to make me talk to him. I could have just ignored him and then see him when I picked them, he wanted my attention. I am taking Herb’ word for it, he said that the boys are ok and none the wiser and I’m sad that he did this, I really don’t want to speak to Chris like that, he’s just going to be nasty to me and I don’t want to hear it, I can’t stand it but now I will have too, I have no choice in doing it to get my babies back, I could have ignored him actually until I was back in California but he wasn’t going to let me have that, he wants me to react.
Herb gave me a nervous smile as I walked into the villa “where are my kids?” I asked, “you was quick” why is he acting like I wouldn’t come running “yeah, my kids Herb?” I said “erm yeah he took Raihan out” I want to smack him so bad “out!?” I shouted “yeah Junior is here” everything about this is making me angry “he knows, he fucking knows. He’s taken these boys when he didn’t fucking need too!” I barked “but they safe Robyn, don’t make it like he ain’t there for them” waving him off “he doesn’t give a fucking shit about them boys, he did this on purpose, and you know it, where has he taken my youngest!? He knows I’m coming” Herb doesn’t know “fuck!” I shouted “mom!” Junior spat “hey baby, are you ok?” He ran over to me; Taina is behind him “yes!” He hugged me “dad said we are going on holiday, and then said mom will be here and he was right” I groaned out, he knows I wouldn’t just sit at home “what did he say about your brother? Where is he?” He might know “erm that he’s gone to get some food” wrapping my arms around him “ok, good. That is ok” looking at Herb “I’m going to need you to find out where he has gone, I want both of my son’s with me, home” Herb hasn’t even got a clue where he has gone, what he is doing or his mindset. Not saying he would do anything bad to him, but he’s angry at me and is doing it to upset me.
“One, two, three” Raihan walked up the steps “four” he turned to me “is it four or three?” He asked me “depends if you want to include the top step, what do you think?” I said back to him “four” nodding my head “then it’s four, knock on the door then” he did a little run to the door, I haven’t slept since and I really don’t see myself wanting to sleep, blowing the smoke out from my lips “come in” his faint voice, didn’t even know who it is but it’s Captain, he knows “you don’t need to take it out” he added, opening the door “who is it dad?” Raihan asked “I don’t like it” he can be a little bitch sometimes this child of mine “go in” I said, “you shouldn’t be here Chris” Captain said “then where should I be” Raihan is holding onto my shorts, he is scared clearly “home” letting the door close behind me “well I am here, I came to see you” making my way into the house “sign of trouble and you run, trouble has been brewing at your door for a while Chris” Captain looked at me and he smiled “son, come. Give me a hug” he waved me over, making my way over to him “seems like you don’t want to see me” hugging him “I do, but you knock on my door when trouble arises, I’m hurting for you” moving back from the hug “why you ain’t tell me what I have?” I asked “I cannot tell you about everything Chris, I’ve said that you and Robyn will have trouble. Your mouth being a factor, how is co-parenting going?” He asked, sitting down on the couch “she has the kids and I just you know, be there” placing Raihan on my lap “hey son, you know your dad would have loved you more if you arrived when you should have” he said to Raihan “why would you say that?” I said to him “say what? How is youngest one doing?” I pulled a face confused “you getting dementia now?” I said “he is here” I said “I certainly haven’t got that Chris; I’ve always said your mouth will be the end of your marriage. I’m right, it’s not living. I think it’s living to save face, more to do with shame with Robyn but you need to be there for her for this younger one, she needs to support and love, and light” looking at Raihan “he is Robyn’ fave child so yeah, she will be knocking down doors” Captain turned his head pulling a face “she feels a connection, this one was supposed to be the eldest, your youngest is a girl” he’s on crack “that weed hitting a little different for you” he’s being funny, I thought I was the crazy one here.
Captain coughed and then cleared his throat “she’s here, the mother of your kids” he pointed “I could have told you that” he looked at me “Chris, I need to do a reality check with you, in one hand” he lifted his left hand up “you have Robyn here by the hand, and this hand” he lifted his right “you have this new journey you want to take, you let her go, she lets you go. This journey you needed to take even before Robyn, she stopped this. You are being selfish, equally is she to keep you there because of shame of being divorced” shaking my head “why didn’t you tell me what I have? You never mentioned it, why? All telling my ass” captain laughed “I never said all telling, Chris do you want me to carry you? If I told you that Chris; you have problems, problems that will destroy your marriage, would you listen? No, you wouldn’t like it, Chris I know that the love you have is pure but for the sanity of your kids, both of you. Let it go, it will come back and let it” I clenched my jaw “I already let it go, she couldn’t” I said “and you loved that thought didn’t you, Chris you aren’t in a good place, you are trying to be normal and you don’t feel it, knowing you aren’t the man you thought you was is hard, and Robyn won’t tell your secret, she wouldn’t use that against you with the kids if you stop this, and do it now because it’s escalating. Tit for tat boy, got to stop, you are a good man. You don’t see it, you need to find yourself Chris, you do, and I didn’t ever doubt the love you have, the love is there but a break is needed, your mouth was always going to ruin this marriage, it was on the cards, but I can’t stress enough that you need to be better for the girl, she needs you, they all do” I am staring at him dumbfounded “Imani?” I said, “is that what you named her?” He’s really making me mad; Captain froze “ah” he said “hmmm, she’s not had it yet. Or maybe she got rid of it but if she has then that is because of you, Robyn is pregnant” shaking my head “I mean she looked it; I did say it, she wouldn’t get rid of it” I said “it’s on the table and it will be because of you if so” I swallowed hard “you both aren’t good, you aren’t good and I’m not liking this vibe Chris no” he said, I swallowed hard not liking what he is saying.
Raihan turned into him, placing his thumb in his mouth as he did. Captain is angry with me “Chris, are you proud of yourself?” Captain asked me, and I have to laugh “I am, I think I have done a lot in my life, I am there for the kids” I am there “your eyes tell me different; you said you wanted to move here. What happened to that?” I pointed at Raihan “my kid, Robyn wanted me home, she has been wanting me home and the whole issue is me not wanting that. I just can’t comprehend why I am not right, why can’t I just want to be peace. Why don’t I just want to be happy and grow old with Robyn, I just don’t know. I am just so yeah, I feel defeated within myself, I love Jamaica, I am happy here. I am also happy with Robyn but look at me, I don’t know what I want and I am just so” I dragged out “fucked, I want this, then I don’t want it. I am happy, then I am not happy. I am stable with my moods, then I am not. I am no good, and I don’t want a pity party either, I just don’t know how to handle myself. I love Robyn, I know I love Robyn but I also want to tell her to fuck off because she is full of shit, you know” shaking my head “Robyn doesn’t have the time of the day for me, she is busy. Man, then Robyn being raped by Jay Z, I am saying it out loud right now but she was raped and I am there for her, being there for her but things like that just annoy me, I am so explosive with my fucking moods Captain, and it’s been that. Nothing has changed Captain, you know that because you said it’s always been me that would ruin it, just that I know I am a mental case and I have issues. I have been happier in Jamaica, in London because nobody knows me. It’s just a better vibe, Robyn got raped, I hate that, and I wasn’t there, I am not right Captain. I refuse to love my own son’s and I want too, this is the craziest thing, shit. There isn’t no cure, I am like this for life and I don’t want it” wiping my tears that fell “and you’re still the kindest, most gracious boy I know, you like my own son” I sniffed wiping my face “can I say it to you, like pretend you’re my dad and I am telling you what I have?” I asked him “yes son” licking my top lip “like you know what I have been through, and when I went jail, the fact I got beat up badly, my mind was never the same. I was never the same dad” I sniffled shaking my head “I can’t” I breathed out “you know I love you; I have known you years” taking Raihan off of my lap “I know, I need to go” I have to go.
Maxwell is here, Robyn is here and Herb, who invited Herb “why the fuck you take the boy’s here” Robyn half shouted as Raihan ran to her, Maxwell just give me a disappointed smile “you stopped speaking to me” nodding my head “who invited you here” I pointed at Herb walking by him “you did?” he said “get out” I half shouted and gif moved to the stairs and went up “Chris” Maxwell said, I am over today now “just leave it, it’s fine. It’s ok” Maxwell said, jogging down the steps “Chris, you stopped speaking to me and then sent me one word text. I am here, I came straight away” turning to him “mhmmm yeah” I said, looking at Robyn “and you had an abortion” I pointed at her “she got rid of a baby” Robyn is so angry, I know she is “your goofy ass took the kids, you think I really want another with you” so it’s true “but you good to jump on my dick, is that what you are? Is that what you wanted to do with Matt? You jumped up bitch” Maxwell put his hand up at Robyn and me “oh fuck you Chris” she said back “no, enough! Just stop, Chris. Why did you stop speaking to me and then send me that message, why did you do that? I flew here straight away” he asked me “because he lost his fucking mind” nodding my head “no, you know with borderline personality disorder involves a longstanding pattern of abrupt, moment to moment swings in moods, relationships, behaviour. This is triggered by conflicts in interactions with other people. Ok, Rihanna you know what he has, yeah. So you know that people with borderline personality disorder can experience overly strong emotional responses. Enough! Now Chris, we need to really talk” nodding my head “you make her gone, I don’t want no parts with her. I am done, I don’t want marriage, I don’t want anything. I want to be left alone, without her around. You do it, you tell her to go. She can take the kids, I am done. Over it, she can do what she wants, she is the pill, she makes me bad” I said to Maxwell “fine, just please. Let’s talk, I will do that for you” I don’t want no parts with Robyn, she isn’t a good person for me. Walking off to go outside “I think it’s best you go” hearing Maxwell say “he stopped speaking to me, I told you that. He stopped” waving them off, they are annoying as shit.
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Brett Cross
@BCross052422
Your child is murdered. Your community cries. Support comes in from all over the world. Your community claims they’re UvaldeStrong. Baseball and basketball games, free events, bikes, parks. Your community relishes it. You fight for accountability. Your community goes quiet.
You fight for transparency. Your community tells you to shut up.
You fight for your son, his classmates and every other child to make sure they grow up. Your community votes in a man with blood on his hands that could have prevented this tragedy in the wake of the last one.
Your community takes Uvalde Strong and turns it into Uvalde Sit down, Shut up, and relish the free gifts. Your community rages about the national compassion fund because “everyone” was affected. Your community shows that one white mans retirement means more to them than justice
Your community takes Uvalde Strong and turns it into Uvalde Sit down, Shut up, and relish the free gifts. Your community rages about the national compassion fund because “everyone” was affected. Your community shows that one white mans retirement means more to them than justice
Well fuck the gifts. Fuck the money. Fuck the exposure. Fuck you because I’d trade every fucking thing I’ve ever owned for 5 more minutes with my son. We will not stop fighting for our children and teachers. Hate it or love it, but you fucked with the wrong parents.
We will never stop. We will never cower. You may hit us hard. You may have us step back a few feet and recuperate, but goddamnit the fire that burns in us to save all children can not be doused. Those who oppose us will have nightmares. We will creep into your every thought.
We will expose you and take away your comfortable life style. You fucked with the wrong parents.
@GloriaCazares82
Jackie
@kimrubio21
Lexi
@kim_amerie
Amerie
@AnaRodr17118
Maite
#livesrobbed
#foreverinthefourth
Innocent lives were taken and those who were supposed to protect them failed because the children were not mostly white kids . those were Brown people and children that were murdered, so they especially the police officers who didn’t do anything to save their lives never really Gave A FUCK!😡🤬😤
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Archie & America
Archie: 🧨🧨💥
Archie: we’re going to [this clerb] tonight
Archie: dress good so we get in
America: 💖💣 for reading my mind
America: 🍒 out dress code is zero price to pay if I go 1st [a shop that’s really easy to shoplift from because you get to know which ones are and aren’t] ☄️🛒🌠
Archie: not full out or you’ll look like you’re flaunting being out of training bras 🥴
Archie: you could borrow your sisters, that’s the vibe
America: nipples 👀 even easier
America: 🐆+💄+🚬=🎸🤘😈
America: 👌👌 but I’m not getting the bleach out
Archie: a touch more ✨ though, not trying to get backstage and blown out by a nobody
Archie: I’d still be blonder
Archie: I think you should dye yours so we look different
America: 🌟studio 54 nye party energy🌟
America: silver hair would take a lot but I’m open to it as long as I don’t go bingo any time soon
Archie: I was thinking 🖤
Archie: or ❤️ we don’t know any redheads
America: 🧛♀️ or 🤡
America: 😐
Archie: You’ll look sick, way better than mousy 🤎💛
America: fuck it, why not
Archie: I’ll do it too 💃🏼
Archie: 💿 would look sick on me
America: if we do 🩸 might have a solid split second of mam thinking Gaz has murdered me in the bath
Archie: 😅 we could fake your death way better than that if we were going to bother
Archie: I’ve got too much I wanna do to pretend to be devastated about your disappearance rn
America: Libi could with her fake 🩸 recipe for days
America: vetoed as they wouldn’t even let you be me in the reconstruction, it’d be Chi’s time to shine, dramatic cow
Archie: Don’t be a baby, you can lose loads of real 🩸 before it counts
Archie: Your other sister is too old now, you must look most like your dad
America: I could but I’m not gonna unless it secures daddy Gaz’s conviction & we don’t have yours here to do honest policing so that’s pretty unlikely
America: [show her the one baby pic I have of Lia with her dad and thus you have of yours which she has probably seen a million times by now because yeah you do actually] ❗️❗️❗️
Archie: They’ll have to get your mum to give up his deets and find his new daughters, cuter kids get more sympathy = more jail time for Gaz
America: he won’t have any he’ll be married to his job
Archie: You’d be surprised how people change
Archie: my mum wasn’t always a complete nightmare
America: she’s been through something, he got away from the nightmare my mam is, he’ll be 🤑🤩
Archie: anyway, Gaz is like, hot, he’d do so well in prison
America: you keep saying it but talk’s all it is
Archie: you’re just mad he’s so in LURVE with your mum and would never
Archie: I’m not the one with the boring boyfriend going steady 🥱
America: it’s 😺💫 not 😍💖
America: & we’re not steady either 🤫
Archie: It’s still Sean and he’s not invited
America: I haven’t invited him, despite your ambiguous we
Archie: You think Bobby and Libi are going to try to get in?
Archie: besides, they can’t come even if they had any balls
America: she’d get in if she dressed up with us but he wouldn’t & it points to a no without him 🔮🎱
Archie: his brother could let him in
America: 🔮🎱don’t count on it🔮🎱
Archie: 🙄 well good bitch because I didn’t socials stalk Bobby to see where he would be tonight, did I
Archie: focus, his ADHD is rubbing off on you
America: are [list some messy gals we’re friends with] coming cos I’m not spending all night watching him rub against you
Archie: um NO, [an amount of these gals] can’t keep their mouths shut, they’d ruin it entirely
America: but [the ones who can like bitch they better be coming lol]
Archie: bitch idk, they are not my priority
Archie: if you’re going to be lame, you start a group chat and organise 🎀
America: 😝🖕
America: calm your padded 🍒 yeah, I can see you’re focused on living out your IRL 🍭👓❤️ dreams & taking his maybe rejection out on me before it’s a definite is not it
America: step your 😻 up or stay home 🤷♀️
Archie: I don’t want them to come but if you want your hand held by Stacie instead of some hot guy go ahead
America: your sister would, Stace isn’t going to make me 🤤💫
Archie: then shut up?
Archie: she’s so boring
America: I asked the q cos you’re gonna be boring with Casey’s 👅💦 shutting you up
Archie: Well you could do what everyone else in the club will be doing, duh
America: 🎊🎉
America: wayyyy ahead of you
Archie: leave your phone at home
America: do you have my 📷 or did I leave it at Sean’s?
Archie: not me
Archie: not that I’d see it in this mess
America: if he’s lent it to [a girl in his year we think he likes, whether he does or not is debatable] like he does every.fucking.thing else
Archie: probably
Archie: you’ll know the tits aren’t yours, hers are way bigger
America: 😐
Archie: Forget about him, you could do better
Archie: you aren’t as desperate as a case as you were last year so ditch him
America: [a student teacher in whatever subject we’ve been given one who’s actually young and good looking enough to torment] isn’t 🐀🐈
Archie: Exactly
Archie: now you’re getting it
Archie: he could be there, it’s one of the newest clubs about
America: he’ll be keener on me away from this hell hole
Archie: I’ll make a tinder and tell him to come
America: then he’d come for you, greedy bitch
America: I’ll do it myself
Archie: a fake one, you moron
Archie: he’s not going to come for either of us but if you happen to be there, whoops 💁🏼♀️
America: MY fake one, you’d scare him off
Archie: Oh ‘cos you know him so well is it
America: I’m a gifted storyteller, bordering on pathological [whoever the terrible school counsellor for this era is] says
America: & between my nan, mam & sisters I know exactly what not to do in ANY scenario
Archie: I think if you were any good at lying, you wouldn’t be talking to the school psych, you know no one ever believes you
Archie: besides, I’ve got with boys 10x hotter than Sean, so you should let me do it
America: I get to sit there with ☕️🍪 while you have to do social skills, I’m not the loser, last I checked
Archie: yeah, that’s really cool
Archie: as if I couldn’t with my dead dad trauma, but I’m not gonna do that
America: your loss, she literally lets me have 🚬 breaks too ✌️
Archie: you and all the other spacky kids, it’s never going to be it
Archie: God, your mum must love it, mine would
America: if she gave a shit about me I wouldn’t be hanging about in there with [first name this counsellor lady haha]
Archie: n’awh 💔
America: 😂🖕
Archie: [sending her pictures of this boy] look at him
America: he looks like the oldest 1 wayyy more than Bobby does
Archie: I know, their genetics are a mad one
America: everyone used to want to go out with him & her, poor Libi must be so over hearing it 🎧🤫
Archie: I’m pretty sure she loves any and all attention so I wouldn’t worry
America: she doesn’t, you love stirring it
Archie: 👌
America: I’ve been through it all last year with Chi when Mullans launched playgate
America: RIP sir 🥀 sadly sadly missed 😢
Archie: as she’s actually family, I reckon I know her a lot better than you or your sister
Archie: how often she brings up her dead parents, surprised she’s not forced into headshrinkers with you
America: leave me out of your ✨family feud✨ I like her
Archie: I’m not trying to feud, you’re bringing her up when I’m trying to talk about the hot brother
America: 👌 go back to him, I was taking a sec to express that the Brando look alike brother is 💪🍆🍑 & now I’m done
Archie: well he’s like fully married and unavailable so that’s no use to me
Archie: anyway, Casey is more fun AND he was totally 👀 at me
America: when?
Archie: back when the play and we had to hang out with them all the time
America: you were this close to getting kicked off the play 💖✂️
Archie: I was only doing it for a laugh, not to join the geek squad
Archie: but this is an unexpected bonus
America: what’s this year’s gonna be without Mullans, it’s already been respectfully pushed back from the start of term
America: [whoever the new music teacher is who’ll be forced to do it] has big 👞👞 to try & fill
Archie: idk, I haven’t heard, probably back to the usual since it got so wildly out of hand last time
Archie: good thing I don’t need to get his attention that way now
America: 🥱 yeah
Archie: sure you can join the protest she’ll inevitably organise
America: 🧨📢🚨
Archie: did I forget to mention peaceful
Archie: whining at the teacher ‘til they relent is chill when your bfs 🦻
America: *🌼🔫
Archie: huh?
Archie: ugh, I can’t decide what to wear, my mum and sister dress like shit
America: [suggesting shit belonging to your mum and sister but half heartedly cos no offence gal we don’t really care]
Archie: bring [something] for me, I’ll put that on there
Archie: going to have to leave covered up like a nun anyway
Archie: and I’m sleeping over [another friend that is not as messy as you for obvious reasons]
America: you’ll have something to lie on for pre-drinks at the park to stop you getting your best clothes trashed
Archie: do you think he has his own place yet
America: they aren’t paying him enough to rent on his own, there’s no chance, but he’ll have friends to put in with, hopefully he’ll have a room to call his not just a sofa bed 🤞🌠
Archie: Bobby lives with his brother, doesn’t he? So even if he’s at home, Bob won’t be there to snitch on me
America: if he’s not an imbecile he’ll be there instead of throwing his entire wage away on rent how my mam & Gaz have to, making the most of it before there’s oldest brother’s babies everywhere ruining everything
Archie: there won’t be a spare room for him soon enough, awh 💔
Archie: Libi would just move him in, she always gets her own way
America: yeah, they’re always together anyway
Archie: gross
America: Evie doesn’t shut up about her crush on him, we could hold out hope this may be the year she acts on it
Archie: she better, I’m sick of hearing about it when she’s never even given a boy a handjob
America: nobody’s parents are as strict as she hides behind hers being, she’d be in a catholic girls if they were
Archie: she’s just scared, the older she gets the weirder it’ll be though
America: what’s she scared of? 🙄 we’ve all told her how easy it is & demos are a click away if she’s really against another fruit & veg aisle instruction session
Archie: the rep, probably
Archie: the opposite of the one she’ll end up with
America: she’ll end up with no friends
Archie: and only being able to go out with boys like Bobby
America: learn some sign language & it wouldn’t be that bad, she could do loads worse & probably will if she keeps waiting
Archie: ‘cos that isn’t desperation 101
Archie: just learn a different language so you can talk to a boy, saddo
America: [tell her a story about a turkish man from a kebab shop trying it on with your mother pre-Gary glory days because she gives that energy but obvs we’ve added some lies in because we can’t not haha] 😍💖
America: Evie is desperate, or should be if she takes a look around at the 🔺⬜️🔵 of her life
Archie: Ha, they’re all sex offenders in there, [someone]’s dad beat one of them up for putting their number in with the order
America: remind me to slip Gazza’s number to [that person’s] mam
Archie: Shame his kid wasn’t hot and older
America: impossible with his da’s immaturity level & genetic code
Archie: soz Gaz, I got hotter fish to fry now
America: can’t wait for the day when it’s you & my mam both
Archie: keep dreaming, babe
Archie: I can’t believe Casey doesn’t have a gf like, what
Archie: Not that I’d care but still, talk about timing
America: he’s landed a job in a hot new club, it isn’t unbelievable he wouldn’t want one
Archie: Yeah but you usually keep one about, even if you cheat on her
America: he didn’t keep anyone about at school, nobody’s sure even now who he got with & when
Archie: I can tell he hooked up with [girls that posted him and we have sleuthed out because we’re 14] but yeah, it’s definitely not the full list
Archie: he must be good
America: 🤴🌟✨
Archie: 🥺🥺🥺
America: [show her this fake tinder for her approval or critique]
Archie: [loads of critique and do this and this and that because that’s who we are]
America: [deliberately not sending it again after we’ve made those changes because we know there would only be more and we can’t be bothered lol]
America: ⌛️⏳
Archie: what will you do if he actually shows
America: what everyone else will be
Archie: nah, you’ll chicken out
America: what’ve I got to lose?
Archie: what if he actually goes along with it
Archie: will you get with him
America: unless he’s Evie levels of bad at it
Archie: like all the way though
America: he probably won’t want to
Archie: yeah
Archie: I would with Casey, if he would
America: he would
Archie: do you know how old he is
America: 20?
Archie: 22, he’s only 3 years younger than the oldest one
Archie: Bobby was that mistake baby, obvs
America: my mam better fucking not go there
Archie: ew, she’s clearly menopausal by now
America: that’s what happens, the old cows think they are & end up 🤰🏼❗️❗️
Archie: I literally could not care less about your mum’s old vag
America: you’d care if you never saw me again which you wouldn’t cos I’d have to run away & start a new life
Archie: don’t be drama, you’d get loads of presents and attention for dealing from your mum and nan, ‘cos they’d feel so guilty, that’s what happens
America: not to me, I’d have to move in to nan’s & get daily hassle from her that there’s no room to swing her handbag
America: or go find my da to live with & never be in one place for longer than a few nights
Archie: OMG
Archie: I just accidentally double-tapped a selfie from like 2 years ago 🤡
America: 🤣
Archie: now I’ll need to go into witness protection
America: 👋
America: we’ll hang when the 🎪🎢🎠 is in town
Archie: oh well, at least he knows I’m looking now 🤷🏼♀️
America: imagine if you had to waste half the night on 🐀🐈
America: 🥱
Archie: I can tell he’s not going to tell, anyway
America: me too
Archie: imagine if I lost my virginity to him, everyone would lose it
America: I’d have to break you out if your mam found out
Archie: no she would actually die
Archie: it’d be worth it even if he wasn’t insanely hot
America: full shade to [the counsellor’s first name again] she’d send you to a proper shrink & I’d guess also out of the country to those relatives of hers you barely see
America: but your nan is gonna ✂️🍆 LOL
Archie: She’d have to see them herself to make that happen, v unlikely
Archie: as if she’s not let enough shit slide 😏 not ready for that convo hun
America: it’s a free pass 🥳
Archie: not exactly but I’m ready to win the argument
America: your sister’ll be a nightmare if it gets out
Archie: she always is, she’s so uptight
America: she should try losing her virginity
Archie: fr 🤣
America: Chi’s moping over Jake has rubbed off on everyone in their entire friend group 🥀☔️💔
Archie: being gay makes you dramatic, she wouldn’t act like that if she’d grow up and take a dick
America: she’s 😍💖😺💫 for my dramatic 👑sister🏰 is the obvious explanation
Archie: weirdddddddd
Archie: too bad your sister still wants Jake
Archie: who can blame her
Archie: he’s too serious though
America: he’s a pretentious fuckwit who everyone allows to be up himself cos his curls aren’t frizzy & he can hold a note & guitar at the same time
Archie: okay, gay
America: it’s not the insult you think it is, bitch
Archie: it’s totally cool you’re a massive lesbian
America: thanks ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜
Archie: just don’t look at me changing
America: you’ve got no 🍑 or 🍒 to 👀 at anywayyy
Archie: haaaaa 🖕 yours don’t count they’re just fat
America: 🖕🖕
Archie: [do you wanna say he starts a convo from our ‘accidental’ like, because we would just ignore you lol]
America: [yes I absolutely do wanna say that haha]
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The comprehensive guide for why absolutely everyone should read and watch this work of art.
First of all, Iruma is best boy! He loves his friends and his family, his instinct is to help others, and like… just look at him. So good, so pure. But what truly makes Iruma a protagonist worthy of having a slide to himself is his character development. He actually starts off as a completely selfless person due to how his awful parents groomed him, and his whole character arc is learning how to be more selfish. Of course, Iruma’s selfishness manifests as eating all the food he wants, holding on to his family and friends, and finding ambition.
Sullivan (the first guy) adopts Iruma as his grandson after his parents sold him. This dude radiates grandpa energy and his number one priority is to spoil his new grandson. He’s also the principal of the school he sends Iruma too. And one of the most powerful demons in the netherworld. Opera is Sullivan’s butler, and warms up to Iruma a bit slower than Sullivan (so like a few days). They’re not very expressive facially. Rather they mainly express emotions through their ears and tail. They’re a total Badass™ and surprisingly mischievous. Alice Asmodeus (on the left of the 3rd pic) swore his undying loyalty to Iruma after Iruma accidentally kicked his ass. This man is ride or die, and honestly my words can’t do him justice so it’s better if you just experience this gay disaster for yourself. Clara Valac (right of the same pic) is a gremlin and I love her. Her priority is to play with her friends All. The. Time. But she also has insecurities about her personality after it stopped her from making friends. I put Ameri Azazel (please step on me) in between them. She’s the student council president, a badass, and a huge romantic. Naberius Kalego is the homeroom teacher of the misfit class (the class Iruma ends up in.) He’s a Very strict teacher, but genuinely cares about his students and is good at his job. There are so many other characters, but I want to avoid spoilers and get sleep tonight.
14 year old Suzuki Iruma was raised by his parents to do chores and make them money. Eventually they decided that he wasn’t bringing in enough, so they sold him to a demon who takes him to the netherworld. Instead of eating him though, Sullivan (the demon) asks him to become his grandson, and Iruma, who’s unable to say no under any circumstances, says yes. He starts school at the demon school Babyls (pictured above) where he attends as the only human. Of course if anyone finds out they’ll eat him. While at school, he realizes that he doesn’t have an ambition of his own, so Ameri suggests that he try climbing the ranks (all demons are ranked by their power you know the drill).
This manga is hilarious! With such jokes as Iruma eating a ridiculous amount of food, every interaction between Asmodeus and Clara, and Ameri’s obsession with shojo manga. One of the funniest bits is that due to some unfortunate circumstances, Kalego becomes Iruma’s familiar, and you’ll learn all about this if you check it out, but for now all you need to know is that that fluffy chicken is Kalego. Crossdressing has been used for comedy like three times now, but not in a degrading way. It’s not the butt of the joke or anything. That’s Iruma, and he looks fucking amazing as many other characters have said many times 100% seriously. Moving on, cause explaining humor is difficult!
I adore how Clara is allowed to be a hyperactive gremlin, and I’m not talking “oh she’s quirky” I’m talking playing involves battle axes and acting like a demon bowling ball. You know the trope where the powerful girl isn’t actually that serious and instead is a huge romantic? Well Ameri may be a romantic, but her seriousness isn’t an act. She is 100% dedicated to her ambitions. And look at the designs for some of the recurring background characters! Too often in fantasy settings the female monsters, demons, etc are reduced to almost entirely human, with the exact same body type, and maybe horns or something. Not Here! There’s also the girls in the misfit class who all have their own motivations and interests. I’m also now realizing how many tall girls are in this series… awesome.
Ok so the fact that there’s even more than one queer character already make this amazing. But in addition to that, it’s never treated like a big deal. I mean look at the second picture “gender doesn’t matter to demons” love wins! So Eiko is a recurring character who has a huge crush on both Iruma and Ameri, and later becomes comrades with Asmodeus specifically when it comes to Iruma (they share photos of him it’s hilarious). Asmodeus having a crush on Iruma isn’t explicitly stating, but like I’d like to see someone argue that he doesn’t. Besides, his feelings are always treated the same as Clara’s and Eiko’s when it comes to Iruma. The holy grail of representation though is Opera who’s never referred to by gendered terms. The english dub of the anime actually specifically uses they/them pronouns. When I tell you I screamed! I could go on, but I’m I’m trying to avoid introducing too many characters.
In Mairimashita! Iruma-kun a good family supports and loves each other completely, regardless of blood relations. But it’s not either or. Sullivan, Opera, and Iruma are my golden standard for found family. I mean their love of Iruma is over the top and unconditional, which is what Iruma needs after a life without any such love from his parents. Biological relations are shown as something that isn’t always great, yet it’s not something to be expected either. Clara’s family is a gift, and Asmodeus’ family is one of the funniest dynamics I’ve seen.
These are typically considered negative traits, but here they are portrayed as desirable and useful. And it’s a convincing argument. Through Iruma we see that having your own ambitions and getting pissed is necessary for living a fulfilling life, and we see this because he starts out without having that. Every single time Iruma declares his own ambitions or says something selfish it’s just… chills. It’s always a powerful scene. Whenever Iruma gets truly pissed over something (which has legitimately only happened twice) we all cheer cause we’re so proud of him. I could write a whole essay about this one aspect of the story, but just know that I consider this to be an incredibly compelling narrative, and my favorite part of Mairimashita! Iruma-kun.
In conclusion, I’m posting this on my birthday, so as a present I would like more people to get into this fandom because it deserves a larger fanbase.
#mairimashita! iruma kun#welcome to demon school iruma kun#i said i was gonna do it and i did#my favorite series needs more love
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I wrote a few lines of dialogue and ended up with this. Would be a shame not to share it so @ironic-orange pls take this humble drabble inspired by nationverse stalker au.
Warnings: violence, blood, and angst
“America!” Ivan panted. “Stop this!” He took a step back when Alfred swung his fist at him another time.
“Stop calling me that! I’m Alfred! You always called me Alfred!” His voice was hoarse and tears welled up in Alfred’s eyes, he wasn’t even sure if it were tears of anger or grief. One wipe with his hand and the tears were gone, but his face now blood stained from his own bloody knuckles.
“Ameri-“ “I’m Alfred!” Another punch.
Ivan coughed and wiped the blood from his nose. The pain from his likely broken nose and the ripped stitches around his throat stung. A weak sob and a strangled noise was all he could get out before he coughed up more blood. His formerly white scarf was tainted red with blood, both Ivan’s and Alfred’s.
“Am- Alfred! What is going on? What did I do?” Ivan tried to get a little more distance between himself and the other nation, but only cornered himself, his back hitting the wall.
“You’re not you!” Alfred hit his fist against the wall, uncomfortably close to Ivan’s head.
“W-what do you mean? Of course I’m me. I’m Russia!” “No!”
Alfred glared at Ivan but couldn’t stop the tears falling. They streamed down his face, mixing with the blood dribbling from a cut on his cheek. Instead of excitement and maybe even something like love he could only see confusion and pain in those deep violet eyes. It broke his heart once again.
“No? What do you mean ‘no’? America, what are you talking about?” When Alfred came in closer Ivan craned his neck. He could feel more of the stitches ripping apart and hissed at the pain.
Alfred punched the wall again when Ivan didn’t use the name he used to call him. Ivan pressed his eyes shut, expecting another punch at his face. But it never came.
“Ivan..” Alfred leaned his forehead onto the other nation's shoulder.
Ivan reluctantly opened his eyes and hissed as another jolt of pain when he moved his head to look at Alfred. He carefully loosened the scarf around his neck to keep it from sticking to the open wound as the blood dried.
“A- Alfred..” He put his hand on Alfred’s back and only noticed that the other nation was crying. Quiet sobs and whimpers escaping him every now and then, the vibrations rippling through his body.
Alfred. He called him Alfred for once, but it didn’t feel the same. Another weak punch against the wall caused some of the already crumbled plaster to fall off the wall before Alfred clung to Ivan’s shoulder.
“You’re not Ivan.. my Ivan..”
“What are you talking about?”
Ivan felt Alfred tense up and stopped patting his back. “What do you mean I’m not your Ivan? There is no other Russia.”
Alfred looked up into Ivan’s eyes, the confused look in his eyes making his heart ache and his anger flare. “I will get you back. If it’s the last thing I do. Fuck, even if I have to kill you again!”
“A- America?” The determined look in Alfred’s eyes and the more and more nonsensical things he was saying sent a shiver down Ivan’s spine.
“It’s Alfred! You call me Alfred!” He stepped back, pacing up and down, head in hands. “What did I do? Why are you like this? WHAT DID I DO?!” Alfred turned to Ivan again. “IVAN, I LOVE YOU! WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS?!”
#nationverse stalker au#aph america#aph russia#riva.fanfic#alfred f jones#ivan brangiski#ivan braginsky#alfred jones#hetalia#rusame#amerus#hws america#hws russia#I had a nosebleed for the better half of the day and the best way to cope is writing about other people bleeding more#I write all these drabbles that end up in my drafts instead of finishing the fic im working on#might as well post them until I finish the stuff for ao3 lmao
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c’mon pretty boy — miya atsumu
✎ gender. uhm neutral? but female parts are used
✎ contains. pegging, dom!reader, aka atsumu’s a little bratty :3c but i didnt focus on it that much, degradation and praising (giving), oral (giving and receiving), face-riding, little bit of edging, aftercare!!!, bad grammar (i think i switched between tenses hng)
✎ wc. 5.8k (im so sorry)
✎ summary. you’ve always been more of a switch, and you really want to, well, switch, things up. It’ll just take some convincing when it comes to your dear boyfriend.
✎ ameris’ notes. repost from my other blog! owo lil special thanks for nidae back when they helped me a bit with this fic <3
The shatter of the mug echoed through the kitchen, but your form stayed still, sipping your cup of coffee as you stared at Atsumu’s appalled face across the room. His hands frozen and the back of his head still facing you.
“What?” He nearly murmured, turning to face you.
Gently and calmly, you set the cup on the table as you uncrossed your legs. Perhaps you should have waited for Atsumu to sit at the table across from you, but what’s done is done.
Eyeing the remains of the mug on the floor, you stood back up to meet Atsumu’s brown eyes.
“I wanna peg and dom you,” you said again, then pointed to the mess on the floor. “Also you’re cleaning that up.”
Atsumu grimaced, “Hell no.” Carefully, he tiptoed around the shattered pieces to grab a broom and dustpan to clean it up. He was thankful that the mug wasn’t filled with coffee yet.
“Oh, come on, it’ll be fun!” You grinned at him as you leaned against the kitchen counter, resting your chin on your hand. He crouched down to pick up the pieces but gave you a wary side glance.
Atsumu knew that your eyes were on him like a hawk. The two of you guys were together long enough that you knew his every tell. And he knew it. Sometimes, you knew him better than you knew yourself. You were there for him for most of his life, from losing to Karasuno at Nationals during second year, to the falling out you two had in third year, to reconnecting a year after graduation, and finally to when he got scouted by the MSBY Black Jackals when he finally asked you out.
The point is, Atsumu knew that you knew he wasn’t opposed to the idea of you taking control in the bedroom. And he knew you knew that he knew.
“What size do you want?” You asked the setter, already scrolling through an adult sex toy website on your phone.
“I never said I wanted to get pegged,” Atsumu replied, standing back up to throw the remains away. He had to walk past you to toss it into the trash and suddenly he became more and more aware of the predatory gaze you had on him.
Biting your bottom lip, you set your phone down and trailed your eyes over his broad shoulders, to his slim waist (at least compared to the rest of him), and his ass. Atsumu’s thighs were nice too, no doubt, except with the gray sweatpants he had on it was hard to admire. But damn, did you want to ruin him.
Slowly you walked up to your boyfriend and as he turned to face you, suddenly surprised by your presence, you set your hands on his hips, your eyes settling on his chest before going up to his eyes. Atsumu swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing along. Your lust-filled eyes almost scaring him.
Your hands squeezed his hips, bringing him closer to you. A smirk made its way onto your face when you felt his hardened length against you.
“Yeah, but I think you like the idea of it, don’t you?” Leaning up with your breath ghosting over his ear you whispered, “You’d love getting fucked in the ass and you’d love being a good boy, just for me, wouldn’t you, baby?” You made sure to grind into his hips when the last syllable left your mouth.
A low groan rumbled over Atsumu but you suddenly took a step back, an innocent smile on your face being the total opposite to the mood of what was happening just a few seconds ago.
For once, Atsumu swallowed his pride, knowing that you wouldn’t do anything without his explicit consent.
“Surprise me. On the size...” he murmured the last part, looking off to the side.
“Yay!” You cheered in an extremely jarring change of tone, immediately picking up your phone to continue to scroll through for a strap-on.
Atsumu huffed, slightly pissed off that you just left him hanging. Whatever, he’ll make you help him out. Leaving you to your own devices, he settled onto the couch and turned on the TV. That is, until you spoke up once more.
“In the meantime, do you want me to help you with your little problem?” You asked, your voice ever so slightly condescending. His cock strained against his sweatpants and Atsumu couldn’t help but shift around his pants, feeling ever so slightly uncomfortable. Especially with how your eyes rest on the obvious tent.
But you wanted to play around a bit, test the waters.
“Yeah baby, why don’t you help me out?” Atsumu smirked, trying to regain control only for him to slightly falter once he saw the frown on your face.
“Sorry baby,” you walked up to him, caressing his face to make him stare up at you, “only good boys get taken care of.” You ruffled his blonde hair before walking away. There was a little sway in your hips as you walked into your shared bedroom and Atsumu knew that he was so fucked. Literally.
Of course, he shut off the TV to quickly follow you into the bedroom, stumbling over himself on the way.
Atsumu’s presence could be described as large, to put it simply.
He’s a professional volleyball player for one thing, so he was taller than the average person. He’s more than fit too, with his broad shoulders and large thighs. Physically, he took up a lot of room. And even then, Atsumu was loud. His personality took up the entire room whenever he could.
So to see you staring down at him with a hunger in your eyes that he’s never seen before. Shit, for the first time in his life he’s felt small. And fuck does he like it. Loved it, even.
Not that he’ll ever admit it.
Not with the way you stood between his legs and how you tilted his chin to look up at you. God forbid he ever admits to being into this.
“Bet by the end of this, you’ll be so tired I’ll have to take care of you,” Atsumu smirked up at you but instead, your other hand pulled sharply on his hair, yanking him back. You bent down, your lips ghosting against his.
“If you keep acting like a brat I’ll make sure you don’t get to cum,” you scold, “only good boys get to cum.”
With that said, you shoved him back by his shoulders, causing him to fall onto the bed with a light plop. To Atsumu’s distaste, you walked away. But when he saw you grab the strap on and the lube that came with it? He could swear he felt his cock twitch in his sweats.
You set the items on the bed for easier access as you moved to straddle him. You purposely grinded down onto his already hard member and bent down to give him a soft, short kiss, only to move your lips away. You smirked, staring down at him with half-lidded eyes as he desperately tried to kiss your lips.
“Does my pretty boy want to kiss me?”
His hand moved from your hips to the back of your head but you immediately slapped it away, pinning the arm down beside his head as you glared.
“If you keep acting like a pathetic brat, you won’t cum at all tonight,” you threatened. “Just because of that keep your hands to yourself, okay? ‘Tsumu.” Atsumu’s breath hitched. You knew what kind of effect you had on him. You felt him subtly grind into your core just then, but you’d let it slide. After all, the way he was uncharacteristically quiet because of you made you feel a little bit too powerful.
Slowly, you trailed your hands down his chest, grazing over his nipples before playing with the hem of his shirt. Tapping Atsumu’s side, silently telling him you wanted to take it off, he shifted himself to make it easier and you quickly pulled off his shirt.
You took a deep breath, admiring him underneath you.
“Fuck, you look so pretty like this.” And shit, Atsumu really did have a praise kink because all he wanted was for you to keep on complimenting him, praising him, to call him your pretty boy.
“Are you just going to stare at me?” Atsumu smirked, his voice slightly wavering. He hoped you didn’t notice, you did.
“I could,” you replied, your hands slightly hovering over his chest, barely touching him, “I could touch myself, make myself cum as I stare at your pretty body. But that would mean you don’t get to cum. I don’t think you’d want that, would you?” Your hand slid down his abdomen, your finger tracing over the ‘v’ shape lines. You knew he wanted you to touch him, especially with the way he was pressing up into your core.
Wanting a little bit of relief yourself, you grinded down into him, a slight moan leaving both your and his mouth.
“Shit, st-stop fucking teasing!” Atsumu growled, tossing his head back slightly.
You clicked your tongue, “I give the orders here, baby. Not you.”
Climbing off of him, you gestured for him to move further back onto the bed to get into a more comfortable position. Atsumu sat there, watching you as you slowly took off your top and pants, leaving you bare with just a matching lace bra and panties. His favorite ones; the ones that he loved to tear off of you. And you knew it.
You moved onto the bed, the mattress dipping with your weight as you went to sit between his legs. Atsumu felt incredibly vulnerable with your gaze on the obvious tent in his sweatpants, but he felt safe, comfortable.
Your finger traced over the tent lightly, Atsumu rutting his hips up to get more of your touch but you quickly pulled your hand away. Instead, your hand dipped below his waistband, dragging down both his briefs and pants and tossed the clothes to the side, freeing his hard member as it slapped against his stomach. Trails of precum left on his stomach and Atsumu stared down at you, waiting for your touch.
“You look so pretty like this,” you sighed out, your hand finally wrapping around his hard cock, your thumb swiping over his red tip to spread the precum. Leaning up, you pressed your lips against his and he immediately reciprocated, pressing back even harder against you. You bit his bottom lip, causing him to groan as you continued stroking his cock, his hips ever so slightly thrusting into your fist. You slipped your tongue into his mouth before you pulled away, a string of saliva connected your mouth and Atsumu’s.
Your grip tightened as you stroked a little faster and a groan left his mouth, tossing his head back.
“Fuck, feels good,” he moaned out.
“Yeah, pretty boy?” You asked. Before Atsumu could reply, you ducked your head down, placing a languid kiss against his red tip. Then a small kitten lick against the beads of precum that gathered at the tip. Atsumu let out a choked moan, wanting more from you but he bit his lip, he wasn’t about to let you hear him beg, he knew he’d lose if he begged. But you weren’t about to lose either.
Slowly, you wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock and moved your head down his shaft until you felt Atsumu hit the back of your throat. It was difficult taking all of him in your mouth, since Atsumu was on the larger side but it was easier now after a bit of practice.
Breathing through your nose, you hollow your cheeks and begin bobbing your head up and down his cock. Atsumu tried holding back his moans but when you slightly slapped his hip, he finally let out every pretty noise that was only for your ears. Your hands began stroking the parts of him that you couldn’t reach as your jaw began hurting. But you were determined to make Atsumu cum and with the way his thighs tensed and his moans getting louder as he pleaded for you to let him cum, you knew he was well on his way.
You take your mouth off of him, to his disappointment, but when your hand takes over, stroking him how he likes it all thought leaves his head.
“Your moans sound so pretty, baby,” you murmured against his lips before kissing him and swallowing his moans. You couldn’t help the smirk that made its way onto your lips as he began thrusting up into your fist and with how he couldn’t focus on kissing you. Instead, he pulled away letting out a loud groan as he felt his peak approach.
Until you stopped your strokes and Atsumu let out the saddest of whines which made you want to spoil him. But you wouldn’t.
“Fuck, I was so close,” Atsumu panted.
“Gotta beg for it, baby, I don’t know how much you want to cum,” you replied. Atsumu scowled at you but you could only smile back at him, knowing exactly what you were doing. Especially with how you decided to wrap your hands around his hard cock again, slowly stroking up and down his shaft.
Atsumu let out more moans and he knew that you already won. He knew that you wouldn’t let him cum, would make him edge for the rest of the night and as much as he liked the idea of that, maybe it’d be better off if it was for another night.
Another night, meaning he was definitely going to let you do whatever you pleased to him again after this.
“Fuck,” he gasped out your name, feeling you speed up your strokes, your thumb swiping over his tip. He thrusted his hips up into your fist, felt his thighs tensing and his peak was coming close again. Faster this time as you had just edged him. Just as you were about to edge him once he finally let out the words you’ve been wanting to hear.”
“Let me cum, please, I—fuuuck—“ he choked on his words, letting out a loud, desperate groan. “‘S’close, I want to—want to cum.”
Knowing that was the best you were going to get out of him, for now, you continued stroking his hard member, your grip tightening just a little bit. You were sure to focus on giving his tip the attention it needed as well. And then his eyes rolled back into his head, a loud moan escaping his mouth that vaguely sounded like your name and spurts of white cum painted your hand and his stomach.
You stroked him through his orgasm, feeling his member slowly softening. When Atsumu put his hand on your wrist, trying to pull you away from him to prevent overstimulation, you smiled up at him.
“Good boy, you look so good cumming like that, ‘Tsumu. So pretty, all for me,” you leaned up to give him a chaste kiss. You pulled away, staring at him with half lidded eyes before kissing him again.
Atsumu lived for your kisses, with the way you were nibbling on his bottom lip to the way your tongue swiped into his mouth, how you slightly suckled on his tongue. If it was possible, he could live off of your kisses but he was only human, still in need of air and still trying to catch his breath from his orgasm. So he pulled away.
His brown eyes stared into yours, as you stared at him with innocent eyes. You brought your hand up to your lips, your tongue darting out to lick the cum that fell on your hand and you smiled.
“Always taste so good, baby,” you moved your hand towards him, telling him to lick what was left and he hesitantly did what he was told. Atsumu’s cock was already hardening once more from how dirty this was.
“So, are ya gonna fuck me already or what?” He asked, eyeing the strap-on that sat on the bed.
You clicked your tongue, “Gotta be patient baby. Besides,” you pushed him down gently onto the bed, stripping off your panties and bra before climbing to straddle his waist, “you’re gonna make me cum with your tongue, okay pretty boy?” Immediately, his hands went to caress your breasts but you slapped them away, pinning them beside his head.
“No touching until I say so,” you chastised Atsumu, “now make me cum or I’ll leave you exactly like this.” You reach back to lightly stroke his cock before pulling away, a frustrated groan leaving his mouth.
Before Atsumu could give you any type of remark, you had already climbed towards the top of the bed, settling your legs beside his head.
Atsumu stared up at your glistening folds, his hands already automatically trying to grab your hips to bring you down to his mouth. Repeating your actions from before, you were quick to swipe his hands away.
“Remember what I said, pretty boy,” you scolded. With that, he slowly set his hands back onto the bed, gripping the sheets and you lowered yourself onto his face. One of your hands buried in his hair and the other on the headboard.
Hesitantly, Atsumu licked his tongue through your folds from your entrance to clit, a pleased moan leaving his mouth as he tasted you and he was sure not to miss your gasp. You pull on his hair a little harder, slowly grinding your hips down on his mouth, following his tongue against your core.
“Fuck, baby, you’re doing so-fuck!” you desperately cried out as he brought your clit into his mouth, suckling on it then going back to licking through your folds. Your grip on his hair tightens as you begin bucking your hips against him, breathy moans filling the room.
His tongue trails down from your clit to your entrance, thrusting in you as one of his hands moved to then replace his tongue. You’d be sure to punish Atsumu another time because fuck was he putting his mouth to good use for once. He slipped in two of his long, thick fingers into your wet hole that’s a mix of your slick and his own saliva. He moves his mouth back to your clit, wrapping his lips around the bud and suckling against it as his strong setter fingers stroked inside you, hitting that sweet spot inside of you so easily and so well.
“Fuck, yes, I’m almost-” you felt the pressure in your core building up and your thighs tensing up. A desperate whine left your lips as you finally hit your climax. Atsumu stroked you through your orgasm, letting you ride his face until your grip on his hair loosened up and you slowly got off of him.
A sense of pride and admiration flowed through you as soon as you saw your slick coat the sides of his mouth and chin. Sitting slightly up, Atsumu grinned at you as he placed his fingers into his mouth, sucking and cleaning his fingers of your juices before pulling them out with a ‘pop’.
Grasping him by the back of his head, you pulled him towards you, placing a passionate kiss against his mouth. Your tongue stroking his lips before he parted to let you taste yourself against him. Atsumu moaned against you when one of your hands moved to twist one of his nipples between your fingers.
You pulled away, a smirk very apparent on your face as he flushed red, “So you like that more than you let on, huh.” You recalled the few times you’ve given his nipples attention in the past, him often pulling your hand away but he’d always bring you into a kiss right away instead. Probably to hide his pink-tinted cheeks.
Atsumu pursed his lips before you moved to kiss his jawline, then began leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses down his neck, suckling here and there to leave marks. You made your way down his chest, making sure to lightly play with his nipples with your fingers until your lips found its way onto his chest. You pull the perked bud in between your lips, sucking and lightly nibbling. You stared up at Atsumu, who let out light, breathy moans with his eyes shut.
You pulled away, reaching over to grab the bottle of lube, the cap opening up with a click. Atsumu opened his eyes at the sound, then watched you closely. You patted his knees and Atsumu layed back on the bed, spreading his legs open.
“You alright?” You asked, watching as he seemed a bit uneasy.
Atsumu would be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous. On one hand, he wanted to prove that he could take your cock. On the other, he’s the one usually doing the fucking. But fuck he really, really, liked feeling like putty because of you.
He felt your hands caress his legs up to his waist, “Relax baby-” you kissed him at the crown of his head “-we can always stop if you’re uncomfortable.” But Atsumu shook his head with a huff.
“Can’t lose to you,” he argued. You lightly chuckled, knowing that was just a way for him to convince himself that you fucking him? Wasn’t going to make him less than. And if his conversations with Bokuto and Hinata in the locker room were any indication, he was clearly the one winning.
“Alright,” you grab one of the pillows on the bed, telling him to lift his hips as you slide it snuggly underneath him. You moved to sit between his legs, tapping on them.
“Hold yourself open, pretty boy,” you ordered softly. Atsumu placed his hands under his knees, spreading his legs open for you and watched as you stared down at his puckered hole. You traced your finger around it, Atsumu slightly jolte and you chuckled softly to place a kiss on his thigh, murmuring reassuring words to the man.
With the bottle of lube, you poured a generous amount on your fingers before moving to slowly insert a finger into his hole. You kissed his thigh again, asking Atsumu if he was alright.
“Y-yeah,” he breathed out. He was about to ask you to move but instead bit his tongue. The feeling of your finger in him was... Foreign, to say the least. But it wasn’t unwelcome. With the way you fingered him gently was different to how you’ve been treating him every now and then this past session.
“Ah-!” Atsumu gasped out in pleasure when you placed another finger into him, even pouring a bit of lube to help ease the stretch. You kissed him again, distracting him from any discomfort as you stretched him for what was to come. Your fingers stroked his insides, scissoring every so often to try to open him up wider.
You pulled away, glancing at his face to make sure he was alright before he told you to keep going. You smirked, kissing the tip of his nose before you went to kiss his chest once more, leaving dark red marks. He’d have to change quickly if he wanted to avoid any teasing from his teammates in the locker room.
Sliding one more finger into him, Atsumu moaned. You separated your mouth from his chest, smiling at the marks before staring up at him, your fingers sliding in and out much more easily as you spread him open.
“You like that baby?” You asked, leaning back to stare at him in all his glory. His cock was painfully hard, dripping with precum with an achingly red tip. With your free hand, you lightly stroked him before placing a languid kiss on his tip before sitting back up and pulling your hand away. “Okay, pretty boy, do you think you’re ready?”
Atsumu nodded his head, not trusting his voice. You kissed his thigh again before taking your fingers out, watching as his hole fluttered around nothing. Atsumu was about to let his legs down again but you held them both back.
“Be a good boy for me and keep yourself open, baby,” you told him then climbed off the bed to put on the strap on a little easier. Atsumu watched as you placed your legs through the harness, watching as the dildo hung from your hips as you snuggly put it on. Admittedly, you looked really good, to put it simply. And, he was glad you picked one that wasn’t too girthy but still somewhat long. It wasn’t too intimidating as you slid back onto the bed, grabbing the lube bottle once more to coat the dildo before tossing the bottle to the side.
You settled between his legs once more, your hands caressing his thighs before settling onto his hips.
“Just let me know if you’re uncomfortable, okay?” you said softly, as you stared down into his brown eyes.
“Yeah, yeah, just fuck me already,” Atsumu replied. You rolled your eyes, slapping his bare cheek. He was definitely ready but trying to hide his nerves. “Unless you’re too tired.”
You glare at him, already grabbing the dildo to place at his entrance and pressed your hips forward. Atsumu hissed which quickly turned into a moan as you slowly filled him up. You made sure to go slow, stopping every so often to rub soothing motions on his thigh and making sure he was alright. Each time he’d give you the go ahead you made sure to whisper him praises, telling him how much of a good boy he was being.
When your hips pressed into him, signaling that you were all the way in, you stilled.
“You’re so good for me baby, taking me all so well,” you murmured, leaning down to give him a kiss on the corner of his lips. His eyes were shut as he controlled his breathing. Atsumu was admittedly more nervous than he thought but he was enjoying this a lot more than he thought.
Opening his eyes to stare up into you, he shakily said, “You can move.”
Your eyes flickered over his face, trying to see if there was any discomfort or any part of him that was even lying to try to show that he could take you. Once you couldn’t find anything of the sort, you slowly pulled out, leaving just the tip in before gently pushing back in.
As you began to find a sort of rhythm, gradually going from gentle thrusts to rough thrusts, Atsumu lightly panted, purposely preventing himself from trying to let out any moans for your satisfaction.
With a newfound passion, you angled your hips to deliberately hit his prostate and finally you heard him let out a choked moan.
“Fu-fuck! Ah-baby please, I—fuuckk,” Atsumu dragged out the last words, tears gathering in his eyes as he held up his legs by the back of his knees a little more. Your hand gripped his hips harder, your nails surely leaving marks. Another hand sprawled on his chest, lightly scratching over his toned body and over his nipples.
With every sharp thrust into his desperate hole, hitting the spot that is making him see stars, his hard member slapped against his abdomen, leaving streaks of precum along with his previous orgasm. The tip of his cock was so red and pretty that you couldn’t help but move your hand down to lightly stroke it. Incoherent moans continued leaving his mouth as your thumb rubbed over his tip, spreading his precum more.
“Yeah? You look so fucking pretty like this,” you breathed out, groaning when a particular thrust just sucked you back in. “What a pretty boy, taking my cock so well. Who knew you could be a good boy.”
“Ahh- fuck!” his words bleeding into a moan as you gripped his cock a little tighter, stroking him a little faster. The sharp pain in his hips grew numb as you continued holding him up, thrusting harder. A satisfied laugh escaped your mouth as you felt him grind his hips up into you.
“You like this? Huh?” You asked, a condescending tone lacing around your tongue. “You like it when I fuck your tight hole so much that you’re holding your legs open. What a slut. My. Little. Slut.” Atsumu could feel his peak coming, the heat in his core building up and his thighs were shaking for the second time that night.
Atsumu bit the bottom of his lip, trying to hold back any moans. He didn’t want to give you the satisfaction of how he felt from hearing you talk to him like that. No, not at all. Nev—
A sharp pain against his ass cheek caused him to gasp out but you were quick to rub over the mark, soothing him.
“Don’t be a brat, come on pretty boy, let me hear your moans,” you rolled your hips into his and Atsumu knew he was close. So, so, so, close. “Or I won’t let you cum.” Your thrusts began to slow down and instead of pumping his cock like you were earlier, you gripped the base of his shaft.
“Fuuuuck, I’ll be good,” Atsumu caved in, begging so desperately, “I’ll be a good boy for you please, I need to cum.” He let go of his legs, immediately wrapping them around you instead to rut his hips into you. His hands sprawled beside his head as he turned to look to the side, too embarrassed at giving you full control.
“Good boy,” you murmured and began thrusting harder, faster into him. You intertwined your hand with his when you bent down, kissing the marks you’ve left on his chest. A smirk appeared on your face as you heard him moan. “My little prince.”
Atsumu’s other hand found its way onto your shoulder at the same time as your hand moving down to stroke his aching cock.
The two of you hissed at the same time; Atsumu for the added sensations and you as he dug his nails onto your back. There were definitely going to be marks left on your back but you didn’t mind. Not with the way Atsumu’s pretty face was scrunching up in pleasure, the desperate moans that left his mouth as he continued to try to meet each of your thrusts.
And—oh fuck—with his tongue hanging out from his mouth like he’d always do while playing on the court, shit. You felt like you could cum right there and then with the way his eyes rolled back into his head.
“Shit, ‘m gonna-” Atsumu let out a whine, unable to finish his sentence as he came all over you and his stomach. His legs tightened his hold around you and you slowed your thrusts with your hand stroking his cock, letting him ride out high.
When Atsumu’s legs loosened around you, you fully pulled out, watching as his chest heaved with every breath he took. You rubbed circles on his hips, especially over the marks left by your nails. The stinging on your back was still there, but you’d be sure to check them out tomorrow morning.
“Good boy,” you murmured, licking off the cum off your hand before leaning down to softly say against his lips, “Such a good fucking boy, just for me.”
You finally kissed him, tilting your head for a deeper kiss, running your hands up his sides as you continued giving him small praises against his lips before kissing him again. Finally pulling away, you admired your handiwork. The many marks left on his skin would surely make him the slightest bit mad, albeit jokingly (somewhat), tomorrow but damn did they look good on him.
“How was it?” You asked, smiling as you comfortably shifted back into your casual personality.
Atsumu let out a heavy sigh, tossing his head back against the bed, “ ‘Sgood.”
“Just good?” Atsumu brought his head up, glaring at you which made you laugh. This was as good as it was going to get but with that gleam in his eyes, you knew this wouldn’t be the last.
You lightly slap his thighs before moving off the bed and promptly taking off the harness, “Alright big boy, let's get you cleaned up. You weren’t uncomfortable at all?” Worry flickered through your eyes as you watched Atsumu push himself onto his arms. You sat beside him on the edge of the bed, interlocking your hands with him as you searched his face.
“No, I’m just surprised you had enough energy to fuck like that, thought you were more of a, well, pillow baby.”
You shrugged, “I just wanted to switch things up.” A grin made its way onto your face as Atsumu groaned, falling back onto the bed and letting go of your hand. You laughed as he threw insults at you for that terrible pun, getting up to grab a few wet and warm towels to wipe him down. You also set the water for the bath as well before heading back to help clean him up.
As the two of you prepared for the night an hour later, with Atsumu resting his head on your chest as you ran your hands gently through his surprisingly soft, blond hair, you asked him if he’d want to do it again.
Silence filled the room until Atsumu lifted his head to look up at you.
“If ya wanted to fuck me that badly you could just ask y’know,” he replied smugly. You placed your hand on his face, shoving him away but his grip around your torso tightened, trying to keep you close to him.
“Agh, okay okay, fine stop pushin’ me,” Atsumu protested trying to lick your hand to get you to stop. You pulled your hand away (not because of his childish antics), wiping your hand on his shirt with a sigh.
He rests his head against your chest once more, “But, fine. I... wouldn’t mind it.” He whispered the last part into your chest.
You hummed lightly, the corner of your lips turning up, returning your hand to thread it through his locks. Now you had something to look forward to and damn were you glad that you saw that one notification on his phone. The one with his shared chat with Hinata, Bokuto, and Sakusa. And specifically the notification about Bokuto directly addressing Atsumu about how “he’s always wanted to try pegging, too.”
You’d have to thank Bokuto later.
***
“Babe, are you kidding me?” Atsumu shouted from the bedroom. You raised your brow, sipping your coffee before setting it down on the dinner table to walk into the shared room.
Upon walking into the room, Atsumu was staring at himself through the mirror, his shirt through his arms but the rest of the torso bare and you could tell he was getting ready for his morning run. But what surprised you when walking in was the actual amount of hickies and marks you left over his chest with a few coupled on his neck.
He turned his head quickly towards you, his blond hair swaying a bit.
You sheepishly grinned with a shrug, “Oops?”
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