#the movies were so entertaining it's all over the place i was laughing my ass off for the entire runtime

[renpafh]

i watched king of prism!

#king of prism #art #my art #the movies were so entertaining it's all over the place i was laughing my ass off for the entire runtime #hayami hiro is insanely babygirl #like he's so pathetic?? but also he's the typical prince-like character?? but also he has the most intense mood swings ever? #to top it off he's incredibly pretty i can't believe he has a habit of tucking his hair behind his ear #but most of all i can't believe how they even remotely attempted to display heterosexuality with them fhdj #over the rainbow act like they're in a poly relationship so so much... #hiro was kouji's clingy ex & kazuki was kouji's current bf until hiro had his redemption arc and they're all happily dating now #the girls literally have their very female partners too i swear #honestly though if hiro had intense mood swings in a 'he's so dramatic' kind of way kouji is just a bit insane?? #he can be your malewife but he'll beat you up and harrass you verbally if you follow him to america

[kwanisms]

» stray kids masterlist «

➮ bf!Chris × fem!Reader (× implied Minho) wc: 1.8k summary: Your boyfriend really doesn't like it when his friends pay a little more attention to you nor does he like it when you playfully flirt with them. genres/themes/au: smut; bar themes, established relationship; idol au, boyfriend!Chris warnings: adult dialogue, female reader, alcohol consumption, mc flirts with someone other than their partner (Chris), bar setting, sexual content (18+ mdni), see smut warnings under the cut! special tags: @yoonguurt @sanjoongie @millennial-fangirl MINORS WILL BE BLACKLISTED & BLOCKED. AGELESS BLOGS WILL ALSO BE BLOCKED.

a/n: i will be completely honest, I forgot I even wrote this. It's been in my docs for almost a year 💀 but here it is! Thank you for reading! If you like this, please reblog and leave feedback and as always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only.

smut warnings: semi-public sex, oral (f receiving), mild dirty talk, use of pet names, fingering (f receiving), mild degradation (f receiving), implied threesome. I think that's it lol

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[01:08] — isn't this what you wanted?

It was just a bit of harmless flirting. Something you’d done a few times before. It was just your nature to flirt when you drank and Chris knew that. He had never let it bother him before so why was it any different now.

Maybe it was the way he saw Minho’s eyes roam over your scantily clad body. Maybe it was the way you lightly laid your hand on his bicep when speaking to him. He didn’t like the way Minho teasingly flexed his arm, letting you feel the muscles he’d spent so much time working on in the gym.

He didn’t like how close the two of you were standing. He didn’t like the way his friend’s eyes lingered a little too long on your ass when you turned to speak to Han. Maybe that was the final straw. The push he needed to close the gap and grab you by the elbow, leading you away from his friends and into the empty bar bathroom, shutting and locking the door behind him.

“Chris,” you chastised him, trying to step around him and return to the bar. He wasn’t having any of it as he pushed you against the wall, arms caging you in as he placed his palms flat against the tile walls on either side of your head.

You’d only ever seen this side of him once before. The time you were over at the dorms for a movie night and as a joke, Seungmin grabbed you by the waist and pulled you down onto his lap as you bickered with Felix about making space for you on the couch. The guys hadn’t known back then that the two of you were a thing but Chris had made it abundantly clear later that night as he was pounding you into the mattress in his room, pinning your wrists above your head to keep you from muffling your moans.

Since then, no one had attempted to make a move or flirted with you. Until tonight anyway.

Chris thought of himself as not being the jealous type but the moment he had seen you perched on Seungmin’s lap, laughing along with the guys, the green monster reared its ugly head and he wanted the world to know you were his. He could handle random guys flirting with you because he knew they’d probably never see you again. But his own members? You saw them all the time.

“What’s wrong, babygirl?” He asked, his tone low and full of what you discerned was lust. Even though you didn’t like his being jealous, you had to admit it was probably the best rough sex you’d had with him. Normally he was so sweet and careful with you, only going hard when you asked.

That night, he was completely in control and had his way with you and there was no shame in admitting you liked the contrast between the two personas.

“I thought you liked the attention,” he continued, his voice dripping with a mixture of desire and sarcasm. You felt your knees become weak as he gazed at you, his eyes darker than before. You’d really done it now and you knew you were in for a long night.

“I-I…” you stammered but faltered when a crooked smile spread across your boyfriend’s lips.

“You what?” He asked, pressing his body closer to yours, heat from him radiating into you.

“You thought you’d flirt with one of my friends right in front of me, dressed like that?” He asked, nodding down at your choice of attire.

It was a black dress, one you’d worn before and picked with the sole purpose of dressing up for Chris. You only ever dressed like this for him because you only wanted his eyes on you.

“It wasn’t like—“ you murmured but stopped when Chris brought one of his hands up, pressing a finger to your lips. “Wasn’t like that, baby?” He asked. “You thought you’d dress up a little and not expect to be the center of attention? That wasn’t your intent at all?” He asked, moving his finger to caress your cheek, a huge contrast from the way he spoke to you.

You leaned into his touch, lips parting as you let out a sigh. You felt the pad of his thumb brush over your bottom lip before he slipped his thumb into your mouth, pressing it against your tongue. The sweet gesture turned lewd as he watched the way your lips wrapped around the digit.

His own lips parted as you sucked, tongue swirling around the tip of his thumb the way it did when he had his cock in your mouth. “You’re such a dirty little slut,” he groaned, hips rolling forward to press his erection against you. “Fuck, Chris,” you moaned, his thumb still in your mouth.

“You sound so pretty when you say my name like that,” he mumbled, pulling his hand from your face and reaching down to lift the hem of your tight skirt. “Chris,” you moaned as his fingers pressed into your panties, your arousal pooling in them. “We can’t do this here,” you whimpered as he pulled aside your panties, pressing his fingers past your folds, finding your clit easily.

“The door is locked, baby,” he said, leaning in to tease your neck with his teeth. “Besides,” he added, whispering in your ear. “Who are you expecting to come in here? Minho?” He growled. “N-no,” you whined as he worked the pads of his fingers against your clit in slow circles, dragging them down to your entrance only to pull away, teasing you.

“Chris,” you managed to whine but fell silent as he lowered himself to his knees, throwing one of your legs over his shoulder. Keeping your panties pushed to the side, he leaned in, tongue tasting you as he toyed with your clit. Your hands moved, tangling in his dark locks, tugging gently.

Oral with Chris was never quick or to the point. He loved to tease and take his time, coaxing you to your orgasm. This time was different, he’d never managed to have you squirming and moaning in mere minutes, tongue flicking against your clit, sucking on it. “Ah, shit,” you cursed, chest heaving as your boyfriend ate you out like a mad man.

He shifted, managing to throw your other thigh over his shoulder but keeping you propped up against the wall as he dove back in, tongue lapping at your entrance. You glanced down, moaning at the sight of your boyfriend’s face buried between your thighs. His eyes were shut, no doubt enjoying the sounds you made and the taste, hands gripping your ass tightly.

Your eyes rolled back as you felt your climax rapidly approaching. “Fuck,” you hissed. “I’m gonna cum,” you moaned. “Do it,” Chris answered. “Come all over my tongue, babygirl,” he added before continuing his assault on your core.

Your hands in his hair tightened, fingers gripping his tresses harder as your hips moved of their own accord, bucking in his face as your toes curled. You came with a whimper of his name and moaned as he licked up every bit of your release. You tried to shy away from his tongue but his grip on you held you in place. “Chris,” you pleaded, feeling the familiar knot in your stomach tighten. “I can’t please,” you whimpered, feeling tears form. “It’s too much.”

Chris chuckled, the vibrations against your soaked core causing you to tremble.

You looked down when you felt him move his mouth away and the sight had your walls clenching around nothing. The cocky grin partnered with his lips glistening with your slick. It was all you could do to not push him onto the floor and hop on his cock right then and there.

He let you down, holding you steady as your legs shook. You managed to stumble over to look into the mirror, turning on the water to wet your hot flushed face.

Chris had gotten to his feet and pulled his phone out but what he was doing you couldn’t tell.

You noticed him moved behind you in the mirror and gasped as he pulled your skirt up, exposing your ass. “Chris!” You hissed trying to turn but he forced you to face the mirror. “Don’t move,” he ordered, grabbing your panties and pulling them down your thighs, letting them fall to your feet as he brought his hand to his lips, wetting two of his fingers before it disappeared behind you and you let out a moan as you felt his fingers enter you from behind.

He’d just eaten you out in a public bathroom and now he wanted to finger you? This was crossing so many lines but why was it so hot?

“Chris,” you warned, head dropping as his fingers moved in and out of you at a steady pace. “You like that,” he asked, his free hand moving to wrap around your throat. “You like being touched in a public bathroom?” You moaned as he curled his fingers against your walls, your knees threatening to give out.

“This is so wrong,” you whined, head falling back as you felt Chris’ lips ghost over the exposed skin of your shoulders. “Would you rather Minho be in here making you feel this good?” He growled, fingers moving faster. “That’s not what I—“ you tried to explain but fell silent. “Have you ever thought about the others when I’m touching you?” He asked. ‘What the hell?’

“What?” You gasped. “No!” You felt him smirk against your skin. He was teasing you. Teasing and torturing you for drunkenly flirting with his friend. “Have you thought about them when touching yourself?” He whispered, curling his fingers again. You let out a deep moan, causing him to chuckle.

“Does that turn you on? Thinking about other men when you touch yourself?” He asked. You wanted to tell him it was ridiculous, that you only ever thought about him but that wasn’t entirely true. You had thought about Minho like that before. Of course, it was before you and Chris had even started seeing one another. You were single then and free to think about what you like.

“It does, doesn’t it?” He asked again. “No,” you answered weakly. “Don’t lie to me,” he growled.

“You’ve already told me your fantasies, baby girl,” he added. ‘Shit,’ you thought. He was right.

You had mistakenly admitted you liked the idea of double penetration. Chris found the confession intriguing. “Have you imagined yourself, full of two cocks?” He asked again,

When you were done you heard a tap on the locked door. “Shit,” you cursed, pulling your skirt down. “We gotta get out of here,” you hissed. Chris unlocked the door and smiled at you.

“We aren’t done yet, kitten,” he said, pulling open the door and your eyes widened as Minho stepped into the bathroom. “What are you doing?” You asked Chris as he shut the door again and locked it.

“What wrong, kitten?” Chris asked, turning to face you. "After all,"

“Isn’t this what you wanted?”

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[tojipure]

Never lose me.

Toji Fushiguro x f!reader

Warnings: Creampie, Virginity loss, Choking, Squirting, erm more probably idunno. Not proofread.

Also my first time writing this stuff so give feedback please!!

Toji was the last person to be in a relationship. He's tried way too many times, but he just wasn't amused by the women he met.

He was giving one last time tonight. "Thanks again Shiu." He says fixing his hair up in a mirror near the front entrance of his home.

"No problem man, I got you every time." Shiu says stuffing his mouth with popcorn as Megumi was deeply focused in the movie that had been playing in the back.

Toji checks his outfit one more time, a black tight long sleeve paired with black slacks. He knew it was basic but after all he doesn't plan on staying out long.

Here he sat bored out of his mind as this women had been doing nothing but blabbering about herself. She was beautiful, but god she would not shut up. Toji got at least four words and it's already been half an hour.

He looked around trying to entertain himself another way, till his eyes landed on you. You were one of his first dates. He vividly remembers you, everything about you was so fucking perfect. Till he found out you were too young for him.

The pink strapless dress you had on tonight, how it hugged your peachy ass perfectly. Your hair was so silky and longer than last time he saw you. Your laugh echoing into his ears.

He still remembers the disappointed look in your face when he told you how it just couldn't work out. But he didn't hesitate to jerk off that night, thinking about you.

His thoughts were interrupted by the cold liquid poured onto his head. "Why the hell are you eyeing that fucking women when we're on a date?" The women says catching the attention of many around the restaurant. Even you.

Fuck.

"You're fucking crazy." He scoffed getting out of his seat leaving her there all alone. He walked passed you before exiting the restaurant.

He sat in his car taking off his shirt. 'I'm definitely done.' He said quietly talking to himself.

He heard a small tap on his window. He turned his head making eye contact with you. Slowly rolling the window down. "So this is where you take all your dates huh?" You chuckled.

Just at the sound of your sweet laugh he felt his heart skip a beat. "What do ya want kid?" He sighs flipping his damp hair back.

You rolled your eyes, "I'm not even that much younger than you." You say leaning on the car door to have a better look at him.

"Y/n, 15 years apart is not a lot?" He asked while his eyes kept floating to your peachy lips. He would fuck that little mouth of yours and love it.

You smiled, "Nope."

That smile had him in a chokehold.

"Get in." Toji unlocks the doors to the car, he noticed that pretty little smirk draw on your face as you slowly back up from his door to walk to the passenger side.

Your ass moving like jello when you walked past the front of his car giving him a perfect view. Just at the sight of you made his blood move straight to his dick.

Next thing you know, all that was heard in the car was the rustling and sloppy wet kisses in Toji's car . You tauntingly pull away from this kiss. You felt Toji's grip around your waist tighten.

It hurt so fucking good. His big arms, how little you looked sitting on top on him. "Fuck...why'd you pull away?" He whispered.

You looked at him with those pleading big doe eyes, "Did you ever miss me Toji?"

"Of course I did." His hands roamed to the fat meaty part of your ass to grab the hem of your dress, sliding it over your head.

No bra, just that slutty bright pink thong. He noticed the tattoo of a butterfly between your breast. How it made your plump tits pop out more.

Toji admired the beauty in front of him. Was it desperate to say this was how he wanted that night to end? That night when he first met you.

You leaned in giving him wet lazy kisses all over his neck. Sucking a little harder in some places to leave marks. "Toji I need you." You whispered in his ear causing his body to shudder.

Toji wanted to fuck you hard.

"Get in the back." He says guiding you to the back of his car. He gets out of the car to go to the back to meet you there.

His dick was throbbing at he sight of you laying in the back patiently like the good little girl you were.

This was gonna be hard for Toji, He was such a big man in such a small little car. But he was gonna make it worth it.

His hands slowly roaming your body making his way to hover on top of you. Planting kisses on your soft tender breast. Sucking one and squeezing the other to give it the same amount of attention.

As you were panting wanting more from Toji, you could feel your hot core crying for Toji. "I wan u." You say breathlessly.

His hand that was massaging your breast was now on your neck, squeezing tightly but not too tight. "You need me that bad?"

You whimper, "Yes."

You were driving Toji crazy.

His dick was aching more than anything. Wanting to fuck that wet little cunt of yours.

'Fuck..' He makes you sit on top of him. Pulling out his fat veiny cock. His tip drooling with pre-cum. You look up and gulp.

"Toji..." You stuttered.

He moves your thong to the side, slowly moving his index and middle finger inside your gushy wet cunt.

You gasp with pleasure. "T-Toji."

You lean in as he was focused on your cunt. Increasing the speed of the thrusting. You planted a wet kiss on his red plump lips. Bitting his bottom lip as you whine to the pleasure.

"Fuck, Toji fas..ter" You stutter. You could feel his long big fingers constantly hitting that rubbery gushy flesh in your pussy. You felt as if knots were forming in your stomach.

You slowly slide your hand down to Toji's girth. Rubbing your thumb on his wet tip. Toji hissed. You smiled.

"Fuck me already." you breathlessly moan, as your hand slowly slides down Tojis shaft, delicately pumping his dick.

You felt close as Toji kept thrusting his fingers deep into your pussy. He teasingly slides his hands out as he hears your moans getting louder.

His fingers making its way up to your empty mouth. Sliding his fingers deep in your mouth. "Beautiful baby, don't you taste so good?"

You nod. Unable to verbally answer.

"Good girl." He smirks, slowly moving his fingers out of your mouth. He looks down at his shaft as your hand was still wrapped around it.

He guides your hand up and down his cock. Earning low grunts from Toji. "You like that?" you softly whisper.

"C'mere." He huffs with pleasure. Guiding his cock to the entrance of your wet cunt.

"T-Toji, be gentle...it's my first time." You whispered the last part. You hide your face to embarrassed at the sudden confession.

Oh but he loved the idea of having your little pussy all to himself. Touched by no one other than you and him.

"It's alright darling...put it in f'me, will ya?" He says grabbing your hands guiding them down to his cock.

Slowly you grab his lengthy fat cock, twitching in your hands as you slowly guide it in. You wince in pain as his cock stretches your pussy.

"Fuck yer so tight f'me baby." Toji hisses as he grabs both ass cheeks guiding you.

"Ahh Toji, hurts m..me." You say wrapping your arms around his neck, hands intertwining with his hair.

" Ts'okay yer gonna feel better." He grunts as he throws his head back. Guiding your hips to move faster.

"F..Fuck Toji." You sob with pain and pleasure.

Toji knew it hurt, but he fucking loved the tightness around him. How he could feel every inch of you. He wanted this ever since his eyes first landed on you. "Fuck y/n." He moaned.

The pleasure was now taking over. Your whole body feeling euphoric as you hop on Toji's dick like a bunny. You pant out a chuckle.

"Uhh f-fuck doll, i love your fucking pussy." He whimpers. Toji

Toji Fushiguro whimpering. How you had him fucking wrapped around your little finger.

He lifts you up a bit as he bucks his hips into you harder and way more faster. "T-Toji I'm gonna...Im close." You cry out as you feel that knotting sensation in your stomach again.

"Cum f'me baby.." He hissed as his pace fastened.

And you did.

The warm feeling overcoming your body as you limp onto Toji's chest as he's still balls deep. The loud moan that escapes your body causes Toji's cock to twitch inside you.

"This pussy is all mine yknow that?" He grunts as he thrust getting ready to cum.

"t-Toji sta-" You were overstimmulated as you felt Toji's hand roam down to your pearly clit, softly rubbing it.

"Tell me your pussy is all mine." You could feel your body beginning to shake. You bit Toji's shoulder. His pace in thrusting hasn't changed but he was rubbing your clit like their was tomorrow.

You bite harder as you feel an odd feeling as if you need to pee. "Toji...ah baby pee..i need t-"

He grabbed your neck basically choking you. "I fucking said tell me!" He says as your arm wraps around his hand that had been choking you.

"Mmmf..fu..Daddy's pussy...only..Toji I'm gonna pe.." You felt the warm liquid running down your legs as Toji lets his load out inside you.

"Fuck…baby you squirted.” he throws his head back and you plop onto his chest. Both panting.

You lazily chuckled a bit embarrassed.

He grabs your face, planting soft kisses onto your swollen red lips. "How was it for ya first time, baby?"

Your hands wrap around his neck as you lay your head down on his chest. Lazily smiling at him. "I could do it every night." You mumbled.

"I'd like that.." He kisses the top of your head as your eyes slowly closed.

He took you home that night after fucking you dumb, giving you the best after care. Ending the night with him asking you to be his girlfriend. And of course you said yes.

#jjk smut #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #jjk toji #toji smut #toji x you #fushiguro toji #fushiguro #smut #jjk #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #rosipuree

[stursweet]

nervous

chris sturniolo

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pairing ↝ f!reader x chris

cw ↝ ‘suggestive’ idfk

AN ↝ loosely based on a few requests i got for pda/clingy chris. thank you so much for all the love on my last writing!! i thought that was going to get 10 likes max🙏 keep sending requests!! i’ll get to them asap sexies🤗xoxo

> > > >

you and nick had been sitting and waiting for chris and matts return; they had gone to pick up the food you had called an ordered a bit prior.

a dull halloween movie played on the tv. nicks commentary somehow made it entertaining, though; your laughs filling the space as he ruthlessly ridiculed the movies ‘corny’ script and terrible acting.

in no time it seemed, the door to the house swung open, revealing matt and chris carrying brown paper bags spotted with grease. you grin at the sight of them. you were starving.

the pair places the food onto the kitchen counter, and chris slowly pads over to you. he wraps his arms around you slowly and gives you a small squeeze.

“hey,” he whispers, eliciting a smile from you. you whisper hi back, and his hands fall to the small of your back. you slowly escape from his grip and walk towards the food on the table. as you walk, he keeps his hands on you for as long as he can; his fingers lingering on your waist until you are too far away for him to reach.

as you grab your food from the bag, you feel his eyes on you. you look up from the food and meet his stare. a small smirk is evident on his face as he walks over to you again, taking the spot beside you as you begin to eat your fries. he leans against the counter facing you.

he darts out his hand and grabs a fry from the bag you’re holding. he pops it into his mouth and chews it before eliciting an exaggerated, slow moan. you laugh and slap his chest. “stop,” you instruct.

he smiles. “why?” he questions. “make you nervous?” he raises his eyebrows and places his tongue to the side of his cheek.

you laugh. “no,” shaking your head. he steps closer to you. he wraps his arms around you again; this time, his hands inching further and further down your back, resting his hand just above your ass.

“i think you’re lying,” he whispers. “i think i make you sooo nervous,” his lips against your ear. you feel his lips twist into a smile against your skin.

he pulls away to look at you. you feel heat travel to your cheeks. “mmm,” you mumble. “maybe a little,” you laugh, shoving him gently in the chest. he smiles an accomplished smile and nods.

“sure,” he says. “only a little.”

he scans you up and down slowly, tongue in his cheek. you stare at him in confusion. nick and matt are still with you, not far away from the counter.

“chris,” you whisper, hoping to snap him out of his ‘ trance ’. he meets your eyes.

“those are the pants i like,” he comments. you smile and look away. he’s not speaking quietly, and you quickly become embarrassed at the thought that he might be heard.

the pants were the best fitting pair you had. he makes a comment on them every time you wear them. it had become an unconscious habit of yours to wear them around him, knowing it would elicit this behavior of his. you wouldn’t admit that to him, though. and; you didn’t need to. he already knew.

he comes close to you once again, his mouth against your ear, and suddenly it is hard to breathe.

“if you wanted it, you could’ve just asked; you know.”

#chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x you #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo edit #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo imagine #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #the sturniolos #chris sturniolo imagine

[nouvxllev]

the girl across your street || p5 (FINAL)

Pairing: Jenna Ortega x Fem!Reader

Summary: You spent half of your life waiting for the right person to just step into your life and take over your heart by storm, someone who would think of you when they see a shooting star, someone who'd paint canvases of your face so the world would know who considered you greater than the Mona Lisa, someone who cherished you oh so dearly. Now, you can happily say with all your heart, you found her.

Words: 4.4k

Warnings: restating my statement on the previous chapter, this is the longest chapter of all lol

a/n: got a lovely suggestion from @ajortga (check out their stories btw, theyre amazing!) and an anon request for this part! i appreciate them and i wrote it to the best of my abilities.

part 1 || part 2 || part 3 || part 4 || masterlist.

'...I still got love for you

Your braids like a pattern

Love you to the moon and to Saturn

Passed down like folk songs

The love lasts so long...'

"There's my favorite actress of all time, Jenna goddamn Ortega!"

You shouted with your arms out, ready for a hug, while running over to Jenna in the freezing cold. She was clad in a puffy hoodie and comfortable jogging pants, and she had her beanie on, wrapped around her head along with her own pair of headphones, preparing for the impact of your body-crushing hug.

"Y/n, y/n! No, slow down!" she screamed before toppling down to the snowy ground along with you, your arms wrapped around hers as you laughed together in harmony.

She sat up, your body going in rhythm with hers, "You really love that line, don't you?" She chuckled before cupping your cheeks with her hands. She muttered a quiet sorry, noticing how you flinched at the cold touch.

"Hey, you've finally accomplished your goal. You deserve it, Jenna." You loved saying her name, no amount of terms of endearment could ever beat the love and devotion you had for it.

Jenna looked at you, a smile covering her face as her dimples took over and her freckles became more visible to you, a sense of hopeless romance reflected in both of your eyes before pulling you in with her hands and planting her lips against yours.

It hasn't been one day since you last kissed her and oh how you missed the taste of her lips on yours. It's like your problems melted away by her scent and the taste of her lipbalm.

Before you knew it, you and Jenna had become the IT couple of the year. It even surprised you how the world knew the both of you were dating in the first place considering how Jenna never really posts on social media about her personal life and neither do you. But with how paparazzis work and how Jennas fans work harder than the devil, you can see now why your relationship with Jenna got blasted online.

Now, the two of you were the global love team, featured in commercials, advertisements for certain brands, and even you trying a hand at acting. You occasionally made appearances as Jenna's love interest in a show, though your role was more of a background character, the audience always loved seeing you together with Jenna.

In each film you directed, Jenna was sure to be in it, and she always became the character you couldn't bear to kill off even with a gun to your head.

Jenna always assured you that it was perfectly fine if her character was killed off since she's an amazing actress who pulls all her stunts so flawlessly, but watching her act getting shot in the head, stabbed, or possibly tortured in the horror movies you were set to direct? Just right in front of you? Hell, you'd rather do that to yourself with no pay.

But of course, like Jenna always ranted to you about, the entertainment industry was ass. Jenna warned you after you guys made it official that you'll be under the spotlight for a couple months, or even years. You couldn't go outside for even a minute without seeing a paparazzi literally in the bushes with a huge goddamn camera as if you can't see them. But if that was the price to pay just for Jenna to be beside you at all times, you'd deal with it even if you'll have paparazzi surrounding your coffin soon.

"Y/n?" she said, waving her hands in front of you, as if the only thing keeping you grounded was your tight grip on her waist. "I have something to tell you."

"Yeah? Yeah, sorry, what is it?"

"I'm moving in with you."

"What?"

Damn, you were certainly not ready for that.

"If— If that's okay, of course—"

"It's always okay, it's more than okay, Jenna!" You took her hands into yours, shaking them with excitement. "When are you moving? Actually, why are you moving?"

"It's been months into our relationship, y/n. I don't like how you always drive to my apartment every day just to see me." She stood up, lifting you by your grip, "also, I'm moving next week. I still have a schedule to clean up on."

You stood up alongside her, walking backward while facing Jenna as she walked beside you. "But driving to your apartment is my favorite part of the day, Jenna."

She sighed, "Okay, you choose, driving miles to my apartment or waking up beside me?"

"Definitely the latter." You picked, way too instantly, pointing a finger at her and clicking your tongue while she laughs.

"See? It'll be fun. For the both of us." She ran beside you then took your hand, pushing her body to be against yours as you smiled under your breath. Oh, how you loved being in her presence.

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The two of you approached the front door, kicking off your shoes while Jenna placed hers gently near the entrance. You turned on the lights as you headed for the kitchen, calling out, "You want something to drink, Jenna?" while noticing Jenna was still at the doorway.

She immediately turned the corner upon hearing your voice. A small smile played on her lips as she looked over at you, one of your hands on your hips as you scanned the refrigerator for ingredients. "I'm good. Thanks, y/n."

"Make yourself at home, Jenna. Since you are moving in," you said, glancing over your shoulder. You noticed Jenna looking around your house, finding the interior and atmosphere both familiar and yet vaguely new.

"You got it fixed?" she called out after noticing the DSLR camera you always loved and adored on top of the coffee table. You had it fixed for the holidays and for Jenna, of course, considering how both of you always enjoyed making videos with it in the past. You figured it was time to revive those memories.

"Yup! I had to. Its got my treasured moments in it." You approached her. After scanning your near-empty refrigerator, you took the DSLR camera in your hands and handed it to her. "I wanted to do a Christmas special on it, this time, with you on here."

"Christmas special?" She looked up at you, smiles and all. You remained the same for her—the one who always loved making videos, even if you were too scared to post them online or just didn't have a reason to. Nonetheless, you gave your best in those videos, and it truly brought out your happiest side.

"Didn't even know that was possible. I mean, no offense, but this looked like it got run over by a bullet train." She fiddled with your camera, turning it on and scrolling through the photos and videos. She was surprised to find old videos she hadn't seen the last time she turned it on.

You chuckled at Jenna's comment. "Okay, I'll admit it was pretty busted, but I found a technician who worked wonders on it. And about the Christmas special, well, it's going to be the first video I filmed in a long while."

"Long while? You haven't filmed something in this?" She looked at you, concern filling her eyes. She always knew you were the one in the friendgroup always recording a moment, even in the past she had heard, so why stop?

You sat down with her, "Ever since you left, I haven't been able to record. Even if I did, I'd just delete it anyway. Nothing is ever perfect without you, Jenna. I didn't realize how much it meant to me until I couldn't bring myself to do it without you." Your voice dwindled down into a whisper as you took her free hand that was beside yours, gently grazing your thumb on her palm. The vulnerability in your voice was something Jenna liked about you, how you spoke your mind whenever you were with her.

"I never knew," Jenna admitted, her fingers gently intertwining with yours. "I'm sorry, y/n."

You nodded, a small smile playing on your lips before you checked your phone for the time. "Okay, sappy moment over!" You immediately stood up, putting your phone in your pocket, "I have to go and buy some groceries. Wanna to come, Jenna?"

"I'll stay if it's alright." She assured you, chuckling at how fast you got over the moment so quickly.

"More than alright. I won't be long anyway." You headed for the doorway, putting on your boots and coat, your hand already on the doorknob until you heard Jenna call out your name.

"Y/n! You forgot something!" She called out, approaching you with headphones in hand.

You looked over at her, already smiling at the fact that she was more than an inch smaller when you put on your boots. "Oh, right," you said before cupping her cheeks and giving her a quick peck on the lips, completely ignoring the fact that she was already handing you your headphones.

You gave a little wave and a quick goodbye before going out and closing the door behind you.

"Your headphones—!" Jenna called out before you were already running across the street with your hands in your pockets. Honestly, she was more surprised with your ability to forget everything in your vicinity rather than how you walked so fast.

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Your voice from the camera echoed throughout your bedroom, the room where the both of you had confessed your love for each other. Jenna laid comfortably on your bed, the window opened as cold air flowed into the room, and your camera held up high by her hands. She was watching an old video you had filmed before, you and Jenna in her old home, filming a cooking video, she’d think you’d call it.

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"Weeelcome to—hey Jenna, what should we name our cooking show?" You picked the camera up from the camera as it started recording. You went over to Jenna who was already prepping the ingredients needed, even she was in get-up, an apron and all. You contemplated if you could quickly go to the store and buy a chefs hat for her.

Jenna glanced up from her task, her eyes going to the camera before going to you. "Maybe just our names together? Jenna and Y/n."

You lowered the camera a slight bit, the perspective looking a little wonky, "But Jenna, that's so boring! We need more pizzaz." You looked at Jenna who was screaming towards the kitchen and the cupboards to check where her knife went.

"Then have you got something in mind?" She sharply asked, turning her heel around, "Have you, somehow, seen my knife? I swear it was just around the sink."

"Yeah, okay, great point, I have nothing as well." You placed down the camera on the counter, using a jar of whatever behind to keep it from falling down. "Here," you said with a cheeky smile as you presented the knife as if you were kneeling before a queen, and Jenna could only give you an unimpressed look.

You helped Jenna for a hot minute before turning to the camera once again, your full body being shown and a certain someone who was outside of view "Today, we're baking cookies—Jenna, c'mere." You held your hand to Jenna who wasn't in frame.

Jenna, still holding an unimpressed expression, walked over to where you were standing, joining you as you both appeared side by side in the frame. You appeared comically taller in the camera than Jenna, making you laugh just slightly before the shorter one punched you in the gut.

"Alright, anyway, let's bake some cookies!" You clasped your hands together, and Jenna could only look at you with eyes that conveyed love and adoration, wondering how you never noticed it.

Jenna picked up the camera and whispered, a little bit too loudly into the camera, "Side note, we have little to no experience at all at baking," she said, "We have absolutely no idea what we're doing!" You screamed from the background, already mixing in the ingredients, making her laugh before yelling that you made the wrong step.

"We're winging it, Jenna! God, who knew we could be such good bakers?" You exclaimed while mixing everything up, your hand was getting tired by how you whisked everything at such random paces, but Jenna didn't mind.

Everything was going smoothly, and perfectly Jenna could say so herself before her face scrunched up in confusion when you accidentally added salt instead of sugar.

Jenna's eyes widened, her warnings to stop you were a bit too late as you had already added half of the cup into the mixture. "Wait, oh fuck, y/n, y/n! That's a whole cup of salt!" She exclaimed, throwing her body against you as she tried to grab your arm that was pouring the sugar, but it was already too late.

You paused mid-mix, staring at Jenna, then at the bowl with a horrid expression. "Shoot!" You immediately, in instincts you'd defend until your dying days, dove your hand right into the mixture, as if your hand could magically pull out the tiniest ass bits of salt grains.

Jenna with all her might, restrained herself from bursting into laughter, "Okay, that's just so wrong, you can't just—!"

"Alright, alright!" You pulled your hands from the mixture, putting them up in the air in surrender as the gooey texture of incorporated eggs, flour, milk, and whatever was in there went down from your sleeves.

"Let's just make another batch." You turned to her, "let's just make another batch," you repeated.

"Y/n, we went through 3 batches already."

A moment of silence you both had as both of you looked at the batter you two worked hard on. Before a playful fight completely outraged from the both of you when you started to hand paint Jenna's face from the batter, creating silly drawings on her face as she ran away from you armed with a spatula to fend you off.

In the end, the both of you completed your task of baking cookies while using the same batch, and, well, they turned out... nice. On the camera, they looked really nice, and they kinda even smelled good from afar.

"Annnd, it's done!" You exclaimed, and Jenna tilted the pan slightly to give the camera a preview of the cookies.

After a bit of banter from the both of you, a minute passed by, and you two were holding cookies.

"They look... edible enough to eat anyway," Jenna said, inspecting them before looking towards you with your own cookie. "Cheers?"

"Cheers!" you echoed, holding up your cookie to Jenna's in a mock toast. The camera captured the moment as both of you took a bite simultaneously. And how your faces contorted into disgust.

"Y/n, just take it out, even I can't swallow this."

"Okay, good choice, oh god—!"

The last thing the camera recorded before it fell was you and Jenna quickly spitting out the bites into a nearby trash can and rushing over to the sink, pushing each other as you tried to turn the faucet on and rinse off the disgusting taste you both had in your mouth.

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Jenna laughed heartily as she scrolled through the numerous videos you both had filmed over the past months with the camera in her hand. She couldn't believe that your entire bond had been created over this camera—how you wanted to become a director and how she wanted to become an actress. It was surprising how well the both of you fit with each other, down to your interests.

She kept watching the videos you had filmed for the both of you. Jenna even went out of her way to roam around your room, looking for memory cards to see what other videos you both had done. That was until she opened a certain drawer in your table lamp, tucked away all the way to the end. She couldn't have spotted it if she hadn't opened it all the way.

Handwritten notes, letters, wilted flowers, keychains, an abundance of printed polaroid photos, and photos in general that you had kept, intending to give them to Jenna. These mementos had been tucked away in this drawer for months on end.

She didn't want to pry, but a part of her was drawn to the crumpled letter that stood out among the rest. When she opened it, it had pen scribbles and stains from what she assumed were tears.

The letter read,

To my Jenna To my dearest To Jenna

To the girl across my street, (9/27/2020)

                  You shouldn’t be the one I should be writing a love letter to at 1 in the morning, even if I know in my bones I’ll be writing letters for you until I rest for eternity. You shouldn’t be the one that keeps me up at night wondering if you’ll ever come back until now. You shouldn’t be the one that I subject my undying love to, the love that I kept reserved all these years, and yet you arrive and suddenly, all of it is yours. You shouldn’t be the one for me at all. But you are, and I hate that you’re everything I want in my life. I shouldn’t be mad at you Jenna. In fact, I love you. I love you so much, it hurts as I write this. I love you so much, I can’t look at myself anymore wondering what I would’ve done to keep you moving away from my life. Ever since I saw you, I felt like nothing in my life mattered more than being with you, even if I knew that was impossible. Well, until you suddenly picked me up after a horrible fall. I knew from everyone in my town that you were the most private person, you never opened up to them even if they always kept coming to your doorstep with leftovers from their family dinner. You told me that it was a bit overwhelming, seeing your fridge pile up everyday with everybody’s leftovers, you even got a lollipop from a kid. From our conversations, it was those random moments you told me from your life that I cherished the most, even if it was just something you remembered out of the blue. I fell mad in love with you, head over heels. No one would know falling in love with a great force other than me with you. I realized that when you invited me to your family's house for Christmas after you found out about the relationship I had with my parents, since then, I knew the love I had for you was soon going to drown me until my heart was filled with your name.

The way your family welcomed me with open arms as if I was someone, finally someone a part of something, I couldn’t bear to walk away anymore. The way you had introduced me to your siblings and cousins with a smile that I could only mistake for as a star, the way you had made me a part of your family, the way you made your family love me the way they loved you. I hate it, Jenna. I hate how your eyes brought revelry upon those who are grieving, how your touch brought forth the saints buried in the hearts of sinners, how your laugh would make every great poet struggle to illustrate the sound of your voice, how your soul brings every angel and saint to shame. I hate how you made me so happy, how you made the happiest side of me shine. I hate how I hate none of these things at all. I love everything about you, I can’t just pretend like I don’t. I love you, Jenna. I love you with all of my heart, each bone in my body yearns for yours, your very being became the muse of every thought, my soul is eternally yours forever, why did I let it be that way? And why until now, It’s still yours to keep? To rip apart? Yours to silently remind you that there’s someone out there who had their heart programmed to beat for you, and for only you. The day you left, I only realized how you were so important to me. It’s maddening how that was the first thought came to mind, how I fell so in love with your soul I completely forgot how you left me in pieces. How you didn’t text me, how you didn’t call me, how you didn’t even do the bare minimum as knocking on my door or maybe leaving a note to say you were leaving entirely. It’s been exactly a year since you left, and I haven’t stopped thinking about you ever since. A part of you still stayed with me, or maybe I just looked for you everywhere, hoping one day you’d appear beside me like nothing ever happened and grace me once again with that smile of yours that would last me a lifetime. Everything reminds me of you, Jenna. Every place, every home, every street, every film, every note that I hear from a song you’d used to sing to me with your stupid guitar you always wanted to master but never got the chance to. I’m in love with you, Jenna. I’m so in love with you to the point I can’t say it to your face. I’m yours forever more, and I hate that I am.

From, y/n. Happy Birthday, Jenna.

I wished I confessed to you more earlier.

"Jenna! Jenna!" A voice she loved, loved now more than anything, quickly pulled her out of her thoughts, banging against her own door. She pulled herself up from your bed, running towards the door in a hurry while holding the letter in her hands.

Jenna unlocked the door to see you. The love of her life, someone who wrote thousands of letters for her every day since she left, someone who had the stupidest idea to spend every inch of her savings to go buy her the headphones she always wished to own, someone who was now standing in the freezing cold.

"Jenna— Oh, Jenna, I forgot my headphones, and—and it was freezing like shit. God, I never knew there was a snowstorm coming in. I'm sorry I took so long I—"

You were cut off mid-sentence by her, who pulled you by your collar into a passionate kiss. The warmth of your house, the warmth of Jenna's body against yours, the warmth of her lips that brought every inch of your body to heaven was everything you needed to calm down. If only you had paused for a minute to take a glance at Jenna when you were rambling, you could only see her eyes in a lovesick gaze for you, you could see how much she loved you, you could see how she was everything you perceived her to be.

"Y/n," Jenna whispered, her voice a soft melody that resonated in the quiet room as you wrapped your arms around her waist.

You smiled, tucking a loose strand of hair behind Jenna's ear. "What… What was that for?"

"I love you," she whispered under her breath. "I love you," she added, one more time, as if you were going to disappear if she didn't.

"I love you too, Jenna. What's going on?"

"I just—I just love you so much, y/n. I always said I love you, but never added so much or expressed how much I loved you." Jenna was always straightforward when it came to talking. It was her nature, her style of sentence, how she spoke aloud, the quiet confidence she had whenever she spoke to someone; it was one of the characteristics she had that made you fall in love with her. But now, she couldn't express herself in the way she wanted to. She did, but it only fell short. The amount of love she had for you was something she could never express properly, even with a dictionary in her hands, it couldn't be possible.

It only took you a minute before figuring what had happened.

"You... you read the letter?"

"Yes—Yes, I read the letter, y/n. All of it."

"Well, what'd you think?" You almost thought that you had discarded the letters you wrote for her, but you kept the most important one of all.

She pulled you into a soul-crushing hug, "I love you. I'm sorry, I just love, love, love, you, y/n. I'm sorry if I'm not enough for you."

"Jenna," you whispered, gently pulling back to look into her eyes, "You don't know how much you're more than enough for me. You don't know how much your smile just means everything to me, good or bad, and your love is everything I've ever wanted. I wouldn't have it any other way."

Jenna's gaze softened, and a relieved smile played on her lips. "I'm just afraid that my love might fall short, you know? That I couldn't express it the way you do."

You cupped her face, your thumb gently grazing her skin, admiring her freckles. "Your love is perfect, Jenna, it's yours. I don't need grand gestures or expressions to make me feel happy. I just need you—your love, your presence, and everything that makes you who you are. Just, please, don't change that just for me—or for anyone."

The both of you kissed, the middle of the night while the orange light coming off from the kitchen flickered. A kiss, you knew, lasted only for a second. Or maybe even a few seconds, but this kiss lingered like a memory that lasted forever, a picture that was photographed and kept in a sealed case, stars that die but explode into a gorgeous nebula, a kiss that's worth for a thousand lifetimes.

Afterward, both of you watched the videos that you had filmed whenever and wherever. Jenna noted your habit of bringing the DSLR everywhere, capturing snippets of your private life where she wasn't in the frame. However, you quickly threw the camera against the headboard when she came across the holy grail of you trying out some skateboard tricks, where you horribly fell and got various scars on your leg.

In that moment, both of you probably knew you were going to stay with each other no matter what happened, or what challenges you faced. The way you both kissed then, in the doorway, was the most romantic kiss you had shared in your entire life. Probably not the most ideal of spots to decide to marry someone, but then again, who was the insane one who dated the girl across her street?

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Invisible string.

That was the saying for those who believe there's a string of fate binding people who were destined to be together, or for anyone who was in love for that matter. It's a sweet thing, you can say, considering how you're one of the people who truly believed in it. You spent half of your life waiting for the right person to just step into your life and take over your heart by storm, someone who would think of you when they see a shooting star, someone who'd paint canvases of your face so the world would know who considered you greater than the Mona Lisa, someone who cherished you oh so dearly. Now, you can happily say with all your heart, you found her.

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a/n: aaahhh this series has come to a close, thank you for all the love and support! now i can finally do another series with JO's characters or maybe just oneshots. (i have a fuck ton of drafts.)

#jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega x y/n #jenna ortega x you #jenna ortega #jenna marie ortega

[thegoblinboy]

So like I am not huge on prison aus, it’s not my personal cup of tea but I just watched Shawshank redemption (and idk if anyone else gets like this where they see a movie and idea fill your head but that’s what happened to me)

A scared, barely twenty year old Eddie Munsons life ends with the clack of the gavel. The eyes of the judge staring and judging down at him, a glimmer of satisfaction in his eyes as the guards on either side of him move forward and take his left and right arm.

He’s in shock.

He didn’t do it.

Eddie Munsons world ends when he’s stripped naked, sprayed down, ass checked and tossed into a cell with his new identity in his hands. The hoots and hollers of other men echoing into his cell as he puts a brave face on.

His father didn’t raise a bitch, even though he barely raised him at all.

Eddie becomes what society wants him to be, after so many years of trying to prove them wrong he becomes the crook that everyone has seen since his birth. Not necessarily a monster but not necessarily an angel either.

The first two years in prison he finds himself in solitary confinement for numerous reasons. Looking at a guard wrong, making the wardens breakfast wrong, getting into a fight, caught fucking around, or his personal favorite talking too much.

The next two years he becomes pretty popular amongst fellow cellmates. Known to be able to entertain when things got boring. Not in a sexual way, as much as that sounded like an innuendo Eddie Munson actually made everyone laugh. With his story telling, jokes or charm. His talkative nature earning friends amongst the crowds.

Which was a good thing, he was living here for life.

Eddie’s twenty five when his world starts spinning again. His brown eyes landing on a newbie. A man whose name was currently blasted all over the radios.

Steve Harrington was a peculiar man. Walked around like he owned the place, something that most men around here didn’t appreciate. Whenever his eyes landed on Eddie, his stomach did flips. The guys joked about how he was pretty much drooling, twirling his hair and kicking his feet all at once when prissy boy was around.

It was no secret that Eddie had a thing for men, it was also no secret that Eddie never fucked around with anyone who didn’t give consent.

It must have been some sick joke from one of the guys, who must have pulled some strings to get the joke done. Eddie had a bunk mate already, one that slept above him and had ever since he got there. So when it was announced he was transferring out Eddie was suspicious.

His suspicions were answered when a certain brunette landed in his cell.

Neither of the say anything to each other the first three nights of sharing the cell. Eddie had taken over the top bunk, an unspoken rule that whoever was there first got it.

Steve slept on the bottom and didn’t put much fight to switching. It’s on the fourth night when the radio silence was broken. It was one of the guys from the cell next to them.

“Do you think they’re silently fucking in their frank?” Whoever had said it purposely made it come out louder so that both men could hear it.

“Nah, you know how loud Eddie gets his men. He’s been caught how many times by the guards?” Another voice returns, it’s further down the hall and Eddie can’t help but roll his eyes.

“Shut the fuck up frank! Or I’ll make sure the guards hear you choking on my fist!”

“Is that a promise pretty boy?!” Laughter goes through out the hall. Eddie’s rolling his eyes before he moves to glance down at the man below him. Who seemed a little red in the face and a bit scared, this was the first time Eddie’s ever seen him hold any obvious emotion to his face.

“Don’t worry sweetheart you’re not my type if I ain’t yours.” Eddie assures. Watching the others shoulders relax a bit.

Eddie’s hair is falling forward, hanging down as he grins a little. Moving his hand forward to the other. Careful not to fall as he holds his balance with the other. “Names Eddie.”

Steve hesitated before he moves forward and shakes his hand carefully. His hands smooth like he’s never worked a day of his life.

“Steve.”

“I know.” Eddie grins as he asks, “so how long you in for. Need to know how long I got before I get a new face coming in here.”

“Oh- uh two years.” Steve answers gently.

“Oh that’s a cake walk, you’ve got this princess.” He winks before he moves to lay back on his own bed.

“How long you have?”

“I’m here until I stop breathing Stevie,” Eddie chuckles as he messes with the guitar pick he had. Scratching at it gently as he listens below him carefully.

“Oh.” A pause, “what did you do?”

“They say I killed a cheerleader,” Eddie answers easily. No longer bothered by answering that question. There wasn’t any point in trying to fight anymore. He was stuck in here forever anyway.

“Did you?”

Eddie snorts gently, “Nope. But lesson number one darling, we’re all innocent in here. Never gonna know who’s guilty until you get to know them, and even then that’s difficult.”

Silence falls over them once more before Steve asks, “how long have you been in here?”

“Going on five years,” Eddie moves and hops down from his cell. Moving to the built in shelf they had and grabs one of his comics.

“That’s a long time,”

“That it is.”

After that conversation things went more smoothly between the two of them. Casual conversations here and there, neither of them bothered bringing up the jokes that other cell mates made about them.

They don’t start to really get close until a year later. When Steve starts to grow out of his own shell and not the manufactured one his father made him. Eddie can feel the slight movement of his life going again, moving a few centimeters every couple of months.

It’s not until eight months after that when he starts feeling alive again. The hidden kisses, the silent moans and gentle touches of Steve Harrington fuel every beat of his heart.

It’s close to six years since Eddie’s been in here, and now he can confidently say that his father didn’t raise no bitch, because he didn’t raise him at all. It’s Wayne Munson who didn’t raise a bitch, he raised a lover.

And boy does Eddie love Steve Harrington. Every time the others hand carefully slides into his pants he feels like he can explode in more ways then just the obvious one. The way he tilts his head back and lets his mouth fall open, he doesn’t let a sound leave his mouth. Not wanting this place to claim anything else from him.

Though it’s not the prison that ruins it, it’s time. Steve’s last night comes way faster than either of them had expected. Both of them lay in the bottom bunk, carefully holding each other. Stars started to dim in both of their eyes as they talk about everything they wished they could do together.

Neither man knows what to do with themselves.

Eddie’s world stops spinning again when Steve leaves, his life leaving with him as he walks out of the cell and doesn’t return. He comes to visit once or twice but it hurts both of them more than it does any good.

Two years pass and it’s Eddie’s eighth anniversary of being in this cell. Cellmates coming and going.

It’s when a man comes to meet him when things start to change. Claiming to work for the innocence project who has gotten evidence (from another case similar to his) that proves Eddie didn’t do it. Eddie doesn’t know all the basics but he does end up walking out the door of that prison two years later. After a lengthy legal battle.

It’s been ten years and Eddie’s now thirty and unsure what to do with himself. Finding a job and place was difficult before he finds himself back at home with Wayne Munson.

Eddies life and world begin again when he hears the knock on his trailer door at the age of thirty five. When his eyes meet Steve Harringtons, whose eyes now have crow feet.

And as they land in his bed minutes later like they were at their prime Eddie lets the world, his world, Steve Harrington hear him for who he truly is.

#Eddie Munson is falsely convicted #what if Eddie Munson went to jail #prison au #steddie #stranger things #eddie munson #steve harrington #steve x eddie #bxb #steveharrington #steveddie #eddie stranger things #steve and eddie #unedited

[luvlunajpg]

Caught ♡

♥︎ Pairing: Johnnie x fem reader

♥︎ Summary: Jake accidentally walked in on you and Johnnie doing the dirty while he was streaming

♥︎ Classification: slight fluff and smut

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It was 9pm you just got off your computer after a long day of streaming. You stretched your arms and cracked every knuckle to refresh yourself from the amount of cramps that was ignored during the stream. You decided to check on your boyfriend johnnie which was also streaming in his own office. You lightly opened his door to see him streaming while answering fan questions. he noticed you peeking through the door and gave you a quick wave before turning back to the computer.

“Sorry guys Y/N is spying on me right now. What a creep, wanna say hi?”

johnnie asked while waving at you to come over. You smiled and walked over to the camera to wave at his viewers.

“Hi guysss! How are you guys doing today? I just ended my stream a minute ago muah muah muah”

Johnnie giggled at the sight of his girlfriend blowing kisses at the camera. He rests his hand on your waist and rubbed his thumb over your hip bone causing you to have goosebumps.

“Alright babe this is my stream, yours ended a minute ago. Byeee”

Johnnie laughs as he lightly pushes you away from the camera. You rolled your eyes playfully and wave one last time to the camera before heading out. Before you head to your room, you saw Jake eating a box of Crumbl Cookies while streaming as well. At this point this has been something that is normal for you. you’ll often see the lights and cameras being set up around the house as if you’re a movie star but in reality, you’re just living with jake and johnnie. They need to make content and entertain their fans, you do the same thing as well nothing abnormal about this. You took a sip of cold water and waved at jake’s camera before jogging back to your room.

You took off your makeup, washed your face and slipped into the matching black lingerie set that johnnie bought for you on your birthday. You knew it was expensive so you just wore it to bed when you feel like it just to make his moneys worth. As you were scrolling through instagram you heard your door opened slowly. You looked over your shoulder to see your boyfriend johnnie walking in with the most exhausted face you’ve ever seen. You giggled at the sight of your tired boyfriend and pat on the empty space on your bed beside you. He groaned and flopped on that empty spot, letting him sink onto your soft velvet sheets. You played with his hair for a few minutes which caused him to lift his head up and whimper.

“mmmm babe~ you know i love it when you wear that black set. It looks so good on you” Johnnie whines as he sits up

“Oh really? I never noticed” you joked as you notice a bulge starting to form under johnnies jeans

Johnnie rolled his eyes and crashes his lips onto yours. Both of you started to make out and strip johnnie’s clothes one by one, leaving him with only his boxers on. You climbed onto his lap and gently rest your ass on his bulge causing him to groan. Johnnie leaves a trail of kisses from your lips all the way to your cleavage, leaving hickeys on your chest. You moan at the feeling of your chest being sucked and licked, you grind yourself against Johnnie’s bulge causing him to let out a moan.

“Y/N i want to fuck you so bad” johnnie moaned as he removes your lingerie and his boxers.

“Gosh they’re so perfect Y/N” johnnie sighs at the sight of your pierced nipples and perky breast infront of him. He place one of your boobs in his mouth causing you to moan and throw your head back. He swirls his tongue around your nipples as your hand gets lost in his hair. Both of you were grinding on eachother while Johnnie is leaving hickeys on your boobs. And suddenly the door slammed wide open

“OMG JOHNNIE YOU NEED TO— OH MY FUCK! SHIT! FUCK AHHH MY EYES OMG!!” Jake yells as he covers his eyes and drops the box of cookies on the floor

I jumped off johnnie and hid under the blankets as Johnnie covers himself as well

“WHAT THE FUCK DUDE ARENT YOU STREAMING?? GET OUT!!” Johnnie yells back at jake

“I AM STREAMING! I WAS LOOKING FOR YOU CAUSE I WANT YOU TO TRY THIS FLAVOUR OUT AND I KNOW YOU WOULD LOVE IT CAUSE-“

“JUST GET OUT!! JAKE!!!” Jake gets cut off by you and johnnie yelling at him. Jake apologises a countless of times as he attempts to leave the room with his eyes closed. After he finally leaves the room, johnnie locks the door behind him and nervously chuckle while scratching the back of his head. Your face was now as red as your velvet sheets and you still could not process how jake just walked in on you and Johnnie. Johnnie climbs back on the bed and giggled at your red face, giving your cheek a peck

“Now.. where were we?” Johnnie smirks while rubbing his thumb over your nipple piercing.

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A/N:

hi you guys! I hope you guys enjoyed it ;-;, this is my first time writing smut or even fanfic in general so pls be nice hehe. Anyways! I’ll try and write more fanfic in the future. So far i am only comfortable in writing fluff and smut so feel free to give me any ideas on what i should write next. And yeah…

I LOVE YOU GUYS 🩷🖤

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[harlowsbby]

Snooze

“I can’t lose when I’m with you.” - Sza

“Here you go cheating again this is why I can’t play simple games like Uno with you.” You pouted and tossed down the card games while Jack laughed.

The two of you were in New York City for the weekend, Jack had a few things to take care of but by the amount of rain all of his meetings were called off for the day which you were secretly happy about because all you wanted to do was stay inside and watch endless movies with him.

“You wanna play another board game Jack? Or do you wanna do something else.” You stated as you went ahead and put back the Uno cards.

“Whatever you wanna do baby it doesn’t matter to me.” He smiled as he leaned back into the bed his chain hanged loosely on his bare chest and his gray sweats hung loosely on his waist.

“Anything?” You smirked and his eyebrow raised in confusion. “What are you planning in that head of yours?”

“What about I give you a little makeover?” You asked him and before he could say anything you were digging through your luggage for your makeup bag.

Once you found it you sat on top of him, his hands kept your steady as you placed the makeup bag beside him before getting out your tweezers and a few pimple patches and placing them on his chest.

“What’s all this?” He asked as you held up the tweezers. “These are tweezers and I’m gonna help you shape up your eyebrows a bit they look a bit wild right now.”

His eyebrows immediately furrowed together. “Uh I don’t think so baby, I’m a man I don’t need my eyebrows all shaped up and shit what do I look like?” You pouted and crossed your arms over your chest.

“You act like I’m going to fill them in I’m just plucking a few hairs at the top that have been bugging me that’s all, I’m not shaping them or anything you’ll still be looking like a damn squirrel.” You joked and he pinched your hips making you hiss.

“What was that for?” You groaned and leaned forward so you’d be able to see the hairs you needed to pluck. “For being a smart ass.” Surprisingly he was very quiet and wasn’t moaning and groaning while you were doing his eyebrows.

“Now that we’re done with that I’m gonna apply these pimple patches to a few of your friends I’ve seen growing on your face.” He gasped.

“That wasn’t very nice babe.” You shrugged your shoulders. “Oh well you’ll be fine.”

Jack watched as you stuck your tongue out due to you concentrating. He found so much joy and comfort in doing little silly things like this with you. He never thought in a million years he’d be laid up with someone as special as you.

You’re the only person he’d allow to pluck his eyebrows even though he didn’t really enjoy it or that it made him feel manly, as long as it brought you enjoyment and entertainment he’d do it a million times more.

“There you go.” You smiled and nodded in approval at the pimple patches.

“How long do these stay on my face?” He asked you. “You keep them on overnight.” You stated and the two of you sat there in a comfortable silence for a few minutes till your stomach rumbled.

“You hungry?” Jack laughed and reached out for the menu that had everything room service had to offer. “Just a little.” You mumbled shyly.

“What do you want to eat.” You took the menu out his hands. “You wanna get chicken strips and fries?” He nodded his head. “Sounds good to me baby. What are we gonna do till it gets here?”

“I can give you a little facial? With a few of my skincare products.” He nodded his head and leaned back into the pillow as you started getting your products ready.

“I’m gonna apply this green tea mask to your skin it’s supposed to clear up pores and give you glass type skin.”

“Sounds good babe.” You gently applied the mask along his cheeks, forehead and chin. “Now I’m gonna place these little under eye ask under your eyes they help with the puffiness.”

“You’re saying I got baggy eyes now? Last time I checked people giving facials didn’t point out their clients insecurities.” He joked and you slapped his chest slightly.

“Oh just hush I’m helping you get a little 24 hour glow up you should be happy I’m not charging you any interest.” He couldn’t help but to burst into a fit of laughter.

“You’re silly baby you know that.”

“Hmm whatever.” The two of you were interrupted by a knock at the door. “Room service.”

“Jack can you get the door.” His eyes widened. “Baby I’m not going up there with all of this on my face ain’t no way.” You pouted. “All I have on is these little shorts and a tank top do you really want him to see me like this.” You stated and Jack sighed.

“Fine, you’re lucky I love you.” You giggled as he stood up and made his way towards the door.

“Room service for Jack Har-.” The guy stopped talking as he did a double take on Jack. “You’re girl?” He questioned with a slight laugh.

“What gave it away.” Jack mumbled. “The heart shaped pimple patches.” He pointed out and Jack groaned but took the food and made his way back to you.

“Heart shape pimple patches really babe?” You shrugged your shoulders and snatched a fry.

“What? It’s all I had but come on let’s eat I’m starving.” You grabbed your food and started digging in.

Jack would never admit it but he liked being pampered from time to time. Even though you tended to be a pain at times he wouldn’t want his life to be any other way. He knew with you by his side he could never lose.

(Hope you guys enjoy 💘 this will be my last little fluff for a bit I need to get back to the angst sorry y’all 💀)

#jack harlow #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x y/n

[the-dumpster-fire-of-life]

hi!! i literally love ur atsv works(also the fact that you're a shifter too,,,like you're giving me so much content for my scripts <33). anyways, i was wondering if i could request an e42!miles x a felicia hardy/black cat variant(name doesn't have to by felicia hardy ofc) who's like a top art thief or something and prowler!miles meets them for the first time in the middle of a heist ?

I only watch the movies & am not really into the comics, so I don't really have an idea on the full character of felicia other than that she's a flirty cat burglar. So go wild on how you'd perceive her in earth42!

thanks!!

-🐈‍⬛

(Hello! lmao, shifting is amazing and these help my scripts and motivation also, lol. So sorry this took so long but I hope you enjoy!)

Felicia Hardy!Reader

You and Miles would have a certain dynamic

Like you guys would sorta be rivals, who could pull of better heists, missions, who gets caught least and who can go undetected and be the stealthiest

Shit like that is a competition to you two

Especially when you guys didn't even know each other

Miles heard about you on the news one day, and it seemed people thought you were pulling off better heists than the Prowler

Miles couldn't have that, no sir

So, he pulled off a bigger one, and this, rivalry began behind the masks

It was sorta entertaining, seeing how you never interacted but seemingly were so competitive

Miles was actually impressed on how you pulled off your stunts and heists

Especially if you hit somewhere big and got a lot of shit on the making

He never knew your plan, you never seemed to go somewhere personal or have connections to there

It seemed you just hit where you want and grabbed whatever was in your way

I think you guys could be great ass partners

And Miles was shocked to see that even Uncle Aaron thought so

Uncle Aaron thought you would be a good asset or you would be a good person to have to work with, not against

Miles was stubborn, of course, and don't wanna admit that he was right

Until he actually met you and came face to face with you

And not gonna lie, Miles was pretty much just staring at you

You seemed to pop up out of nowhere, just sitting on a rooftop as he busy out the door

He didn't even notice you for a minute, he was trying to flee from the cops that showed up and to be honest they got him pretty good on the side before he got to the roof

You actually reminded Miles of a black cat when he first saw you, which held true to the name people around the city gave you

You didn't help Miles out off the roof really, just wanting to see him in person to see if he held up to his name

He did, you got your answer and left with a smile

Miles couldn't help but watch you go before he had to leave himself

He told Uncle Aaron about the whole thing and his uncle laughed at him

Soon after, it seemed like you always were you the same place Miles was

Even if it wasn't a heist, even on his apartment buildings roof

He couldn't tell you were coming, or the amount of times you sat in the dark and watched as he had no idea

You have a habit or watching and sneaking up on him so much he's now looking over his shoulder

But after you guys get past that, you guys actually make a pretty good duo

Maybe crime fighting, maybe regular teens

Miles was not prepared on how flirt you wer

Sure he was shocked at how stealth and smart, but nothing could compare him for the amount of nicknames, and whispering you did to him

Or the fact you were so shameless about it all

He never got flustered, but somehow you always did that to him

He did it a fair amount back, but catch him of caught and babe it's so fun

I have nothing else so here's how you first met:

"Shit…" Miles cursed under his breath, holding his side as he stumbled out onto the roof, leaning his back against the wall.

He could hear police yelling to each other, the dogs barking as they tried to sniff him out.

Miles knew he wasn't about to be caught, he just worried on how he would get out of this without being spotted and followed back home.

Miles grimaced, hissing under his breath as he pushed off the wall, almost stumbling as he walked off to peer over the side of the roof.

Miles cringed at how many police cars say around the building, all ready for him to walk out. Like hell he would.

"Running outta luck?"

Miles almost jumped, turning around quickly in the dark. It took a moment before his eyes settled, finding a figure laying on their back, just above the roof where the door was.

You laid with your arms crossed under your head, turning slightly to look at him, almost amused and with a cat-like smile.

"How long have you been watching me?" Miles glared, but in his mind almost surprised, and impressed, at how long you sat there without him knowing.

You hummed, still smiling as you sat back up, throwing your legs over the edge.

"Since- like, May?" You offered, leaning onto your arm, throwing your head back to think.

Miles looked at you, half surprised and half shocked, trying to form what an actual sentence would mean before your eyes lit up.

You laughed at yourself quietly, knowing that's not what he meant, but loving the look of utter shock on his face.

"Yeah, sorry. Be more specific next time, sweetheart." You shook your head, hopping down from the small platform.

Miles could almost back up, but had nowhere to go, instead standing and watching silently through his mask as you walked towards him.

Your steps were quiet, calculated and almost careful, like a cat as you hummed, a look on your face he couldn't describe as you circled him.

You were looking over his suit, running your fingers on his suit, nodding to yourself as you felt the material.

Something about you made Miles unable to pull away, instead lifting his arm to give you more space as you ran your fingers around his body, stopping in front of him.

Miles was able to see the small smirk on your face, standing in front of him with your hand on the Prowler mark on his suit.

"So, how is the Prowler is stuck on a rooftop with cops around?" You laughed, looking up at him with the same smile.

"Not stuck." Miles denied, not looking away from you as you leaned in, getting a closer look at his mask.

"Oh, then poor you." You mocked, thumbing over his mask, as he surprisingly, didn't say anything about it.

"Why are you here?" Miles finally asked, getting another small laugh from you as you glanced into his eyes.

"Wanted to see if you were the real deal." You shrugged, your face close to his.

"Got what you wanted?" Miles asked, his voice cool and calm, sorta distorted through the mask, but watching perfectly as your hand slipped down.

You looked back into his eyes through the mask, studying almost carefully before you hummed, stepping back.

"Yup. Certainly." You laughed, standing on the edge as you held up a bag. One of the bags Miles had robbed.

Miles patted around his body, feeling one missing from his pockets, looking up to see you with a hand on your hip, holding it out teasingly.

Though it was Miles, he couldn't find it to reach out and take it, instead watching your proud smirk.

"Seems you were too distracted to know." You teased before Miles could say anything else, tucking the bag into your pockets.

"See ya around, Miles."

And with a final wink, you stepped off the ledge, leaving a stunned Miles in your wake.

"Hey- wait!" Miles yelled out, seeing you disappear as he hurried towards the edge, looking down and being shocked as he saw you nowhere around.

He could hear your laugh echoing around him, the bag missing from his side gone with you.

And, you called him Miles.

You were watching him for a while, for too long, and you knew too much.

Miles couldn't wrap his head around it, shaking his head as he thought over every second you stood in front of him, every moment leading up to this.

And the fact he never knew. Never knew you were there. Never knew you were watching.

Miles couldn't help but chuckle, impressed and shocked, looking around the dark for any sign of you, not that he would find it.

He needed to leave, he knew that, but maybe he could add one more thing to his list of shit to do.

From the way he could still feel your fingertips running along his body, the way you hummed, smiled or laughed, and the way you said his name,

Miles couldn't help but want to see you again

#across the spider verse x reader #spider man: across the spider verse #across the spiderverse #spiderverse x reader #spiderverse spoilers #across the spider verse spoilers #into the spiderverse x reader #into the spider verse #earth 42 miles morales #miles morales x you #miles morales x y/n #miles morales #miles morales x reader #miles x reader #miles morales earth 42 x reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader

[anakinsgirlfriendreal]

Ghostface! Sam

Masterlist

ACT 1

Characters are high school seniors, so 18.

Warnings: foul language, murder, blood, sam's super obvious, use of y/n, maybe some spelling errors.

You sat on the table out in the school yard, looking on as some reporters and police officers conducted brief interviews with anyone who'd entertain them. Sam sat on the bench, leaning back between your legs.

Jake shakes his head, "can you believe it? Our town's got its own serial killer."

You scoff, "the guy's hardly serial it was two people and he didn't even have the balls to do it bare faced, I mean a mask? Fucking pussy."

"Yeah but there could be more, I mean he killed people we knew, one of us could be next," Sam shrugged, looking up at you.

"Don't be an ass." You smack the back of his head and he laughs.

"Who do you guys think did it?" Jake asks looking around the group.

"My bet's on Jared, Stacy's ex. He never got over her." Amanda shrugs.

You shake your head, "no way, look at him. He's a mess," you nod towards Jared who was speaking tearfully with a reporter. "Besides he loved her, why would he kill her, though that would be pretty good motive 'if I can't have you, no one can' but my guess is it's whoever she'd stolen Randy from or some one of the other thousand people in this school she pissed off."

Jake laughs, "oh man, I forgot you're into this shit. Your girl's a freak Sammy" he nudges Sam, you roll your eyes.

Sam shakes his head, a hand running up your calf, "we should get to class, see you guys later...or not." He smiles, getting up and draping his arm over your shoulders, leading you away.

That afternoon, Sam dropped you at your house after school, promising to spend the night cause he didn't want you to get hurt, you know with a masked freak running around killing people and all.

You sigh, dropping your backpack on the floor, your parents were out of the country, as usual, God bless diplomats. You shrugged off your jacket and stripped down to just to your tan top and underwear because the place was so darn hot, settling on the couch, preparing to watch however many episodes of Criminal Minds your brain could handle.

You're invested in an episode about someone making real people into dolls when your phone rings, startling you. Assuming it was your boyfriend you picked up. "Hey"

"Hello Y/n" the voice on the other end sounded raspy and distorted, like the one the news reporters had described.

You assumed it was Sam pulling your leg, "Haha very funny Sam."

"This isn't Sam, you stupid bitch!"

You're taken aback by the sudden outburst, silence on your end.

"Oh what's the matter sweetheart? You scared of a 'pussy in a mask'?" The killer mimicked your earlier words.

You swallow, "What the hell do you want?"

"I wanna play a game."

"yeah? What game is that?" You ask warily.

"We're gonna play some horror trivia, I know you love scary movies. Here are the rules, I ask three questions, you get them right and I won't carve up your sweet little boyfriend, that sound good?"

"Fuck you, if you hurt him-"

"You'll what? Kill me" the voice laughs, you feel nervous tears roll down your cheeks.

"First question, you have five seconds. What was the name of the killer in The Texas Chainsaw Massacre? Five-"

"Leatherface" you cut him off.

"Very good Yn."

You feel relief wash over you.

"Second question, Which movie did the kid die in the sewer? Five four-"

"IT"

"Very nice- I love those panties by the way, black's your colour"

Fear fills you, looking around hastily you click the alarm system on your phone, locking the doors and windows. "What?" Your voice trembles.

"Final question and I want you to think very carefully about this one y/n..."

You try to steady your breathing.

"Did you just lock me in or out?"

You panic running to the kitchen to grab a knife, the alarm system disarms and a sob escapes you, as you turn it on again, only for it to be turned off again, you back yourself into the wall, too shocked and panicked to even think of hiding. You watch as the front door knob jiggled, quiet sobs escaping you, holding the knife firmly.

You're about to charge blindly when the door opens, dropping the knife when you realize it's just Sam.

He looks both confused and alarmed when he sees your condition,"baby are you okay?"

You hold onto him tightly, sobbing into his shoulder. He rubs your back holding you close, he kisses your head, "it's okay, it's okay I got you. It's alright"

You sat on the couch watching him barricade the doors and make sure the windows were secure. "I'll be fine."

"You're not fine, you were scared and crying and that son of bitch threatened you." He sat next to you on the couch, your hand finds its way into his dyed hair.

"I just- thank you" you smile, he kisses your lips.

You're silent for a moment staring at the tv, when a thought crosses your mind. "You know, he said- he said, 'are you scared of a pussy in a mask' how would he know I said that?...Unless he was there" you mused. Sam looks unphased.

"Don't over think it you'll go insane," His hand travels up our thigh, planting a kiss on your lips and down your neck.

"maybe, he's one of our friends."

He laughs, "You think the killer is one of our friends? No way, Jake throws up in bio when we have to dissect a frog,Riley's a moron and Amanda well, she's not very bright."

He's on top of you now, positioned between your legs. You smile, "and you?" You meant to tease.

He smirked, "Oh baby, I'm interested in rearranging your guts in only one way."

You laughed, pushing his face away from you, "You're such an idiot, who says that."

His smiles, dipping his head down to kiss your neck, his hand creeping into your panties.

The next morning at school, when you and Sam arrive the reporters are there again, you squint, the bright sun in your eyes.

"Why are they here again?" You ask. Amanda pulls you into a hug.

"Babe, I'm so happy you're alive, good thing Sam got there or that could've been you."

You and Sam look at each other, "What could've been me?"

Riley puts his arm over Amanda's shoulder, "Principal Reed, he got attacked last night. He died on the way to the hospital, his daughter found him too late."

"What the fuck, and they're sure it's the same guy?" You grimace.

"They're pretty sure, small town three murders already. It's likely," Amanda interjects.

You take a deep breath, "Son of a bitch. I actually liked Principal Reed, he was a nice man."

Sam smiled, looking at you. "At least we know you're not the killer."

You roll your eyes, "yeah yeah I'm going to class."

Amanda shoves a flyer in your hand before you could walk away, "Halloween party Friday night at my place-you know memorial for the dead or what not, you better come."

You chuckle, of course she'd use any opportunity to party. "There's a killer on the loose, running around in a mask, just carving people up and you think it's a good idea to gather as many people as possible in one place and get them all drunk?"

She begs, "come on, it'll be fun, and gathering is safer than you sitting at home basically waiting for this psycho to come gut you...for real this time."

Sam takes the flyer studying it, "Party sounds good."

#sam monroe x reader #sam monroe #hayden christensen x reader

[ziminy]

Nightshift pt. 2

Having them as roommates was a problem

Tags: smut, mdni, college au, f!reader, explicit language, Gojo having a soft spot for you (I swear I don't have favorites), jealousy in its purest form (both Geto and Gojo are jealous of each other at some points), fingering , praises, Gojo and Geto are delusional (I'm the delusional one) , riding, oral (f and m receiving) , names(sweet girl, pretty girl, sweetie), threesome

Author's note: half of this part was supposed to be in the first part.

Author's note again: I got sick and had to stop writing for some time. Sorry that it took so long to publish this. Y'all stay safe tho.

Words count: didn't count them yet again (it's pretty long tho)

Masterlist part 1

Everything is the same as before after making up with Suguru. You finally got some peace after all that madness. And you decided to hold into that peace like your life depends on it. You have headaches whenever you think about that little incident you had with the dark haired guy. So you swore on everything you precious the most that you won't do the same mistake again.

That until you fucked up again.

It was a lonely night when you heard the front door. Instantly getting up and sprinting to who ever came back. Only to see your lovely landlord looking tired with a bag of something in his hands. "Welcome back." you said as you jumped to help him with the bag he hand in his hands.

"Is Suguru back?" you shook your head. "I see." somehow, you ended up on the couch with him, looking at whatever it was on tv. Maybe the fact that he looked so tired made you follow him. He looked so different now that he was quiet, you couldn't help but want to see how long he'll last like that. Him on the other hand felt amused, this can't help but make him laugh thinking how you and that guy got into that so called fight over a movie. He could see it was all made up, and if you didn't wanted to tell him the real reason then he might get an answer out of you himself if he's curious enough. Just like before, this ended up so bad.

If you only wanted to see something and relax on the couch, now you were on Satoru's lap. Your ass up on his thighs as his fingers bully their way inside your cunt. Your reactions were more entertaining than whatever it was on tv. So he couldn't help but continue to fuck you with his fingers. "Do you want me or do you want my fingers?" he could feel the way your walls were squeezing him. Wouldn't his cock feel so much better?

"You.." you sighed. "I want you."

"I'll let you ride me, but you have to to do something first." you got him some condoms from his room and then he let you do whatever you wanted on him. He had so much things to do these days and he just felt tired. And so, you did as he said. Getting back in his lap, one of your hands on his shoulder while the other kept his cock in place so you could go down on it. Your heart was beating so fast and all you think of is if he would fit. His hands stayed on the couch until you finally got the courage to get him inside of you. Slowly and hesitant, you could feel him inside you little by little. Only the moment you finally got him all the way inside was the moment his hands moved on your hips. "You did great so far." you could melt by just hearing his praises. And he's only doing so because he wanted to see your reactions. He wasn't planing on scaring you, so he did the only thing he thought that would made you relax.

You moved your hips up, just to let them down. And oh, the surprised look on your face when he hit that one spot deep inside that made you gasp instantly. It made him laugh, truly. He thought that you might have done something with Geto, but since your reactions are so priceless he guesses that he's the first to be inside you. And what a prize. He wants to call that guy and show how your whimpering so sweetly in his ear. The way you moved your hips so carefully, every time he touches that spot it was like a new overwhelming feeling was getting to you again and again. "Just like that. Keep going just like that." sure, the pace was slow, sure, he could go faster if he wanted to. But the way you react every time he says that you're doing good was like you were falling right into his arms.

"Toru.." you let out what you thought was his name. It wasn't really your fault you could say only half of it. He seems to enjoy this new nickname tho. Until now you would address to him so formally. He was the first to take a liking into you, why you gotta say that guy's name so casually yet be the complete opposite with him.

"What it is, sweet girl. You want me to help you?" he could feel your walls tightening around him every time he says something. "Tell me and I'll do it." you tried your luck last time, didn't you? So you doubt you'll get what you want this time.

"Can I?" yet you hoped a little that he wasn't playing with your feelings.

"Mhhmm. Of course." his lips were against your jaw, going lower to the neck and only wanting to leave a few marks on you.

"Kiss me." you said that so sweetly that he can't help but do as you're wanting. You sounded so needy for him. He bearly even touched your lips and you felt like you were about to cum. Just how much you were craving for his touch?

"It's alright. I'm here. Cum for me." and you did as he said. You hold tight on him as you were shaking for your life in his arms. He couldn't play with you in that moment no matter how much he'd like to see you cry. You were so starved for his touch that all he wanted was to give you so much more. He let you do your thing, but he also needs something. So, his hands moved on your ass, grabbing it and starting to move it up and down slowly at first. But just as he went on he got lost in the feeling. He became so impatient that he even started to move his hips to meet you halfway so he could feel something faster. "Bear with me a little longer." he whispered in your ear as you rested your head on his shoulder. You could feel him so much deep inside now. And that spot he keeps hitting just got your legs weak.

"I kinda like it.." you confessed. It hurts a little if you're thinking too much about it. Besides that it felt so strange. You're not even sure if enjoyable was the right word to describe whatever you were feeling.

"Don't say that." he was still being gentle with you. "You're going to make me want more." he wants more, but he's trying to convince himself that it's not the right moment. You could bearly get his fingers in at first, not to say how long you stayed to get him inside you. You can't take more and that's it.

"I want to give you more." he bite on your shoulder. Didn't he told you no?

"I'll give you this much at the moment. And I'm going to give you much more later." he said it like he knew that there's going to be a second time.

This was getting so out of hand. Sure, both of your housemates showed you things you never felt before, but you can't just let them continue like this. It would get too complicated later.

"Kiss me." he could see you were with your head in another direction. Why were you thinking of unnecessary things right now? So kiss him and forget about whatever you thought of. The moment he came was a moment of you too just cuddling. And maybe a little bit of cock warming. Because he just couldn't get out of you yet. Your walls hugged him to tightly, how could he say no. But it had to end at some points. He couldn't be inside you forever, it's not that he doesn't want to, it's just that it's not the moment.

He got you to your room, got you some clean clothes and then put you in bed, disappearing from there as soon as you got to sleep. No matter how much he fancy you he couldn't give up on the rules he made for himself. Like no staying over, even if it was his own house. He was a mad man, he really was insane. But can you blame him? And even if you had anything to say, all he could do is take the blame. No matter how much he likes you, he won't change the way he is. And even so, he can only dream. Is he delusional? Maybe. But let the man dream.

He waited the next day with such a eager. He couldn't wait for you to enter that kitchen to say something to him about it. He wanted to play with you a little. Because he just couldn't help himself when you're acting so cute. Yet the next day he woke up with you at his door.

"Can we talk?" you didn't seem anxious at all. As much as he wanted to play a little with your feelings, he didn't. Maybe it was better you didn't went around the bush to say something. Does that mean you trust him enough to finally talk casually with him?

"Sure." he let you inside his room, waiting for whatever you had to say.

"Nothing changed after yesterday, right?" what a question. Do you want to act as before around him? Definitely not. He won't allow you run from him like before. He got so dangerously closed to you. His hands on your hips, dragging you close to him.

"You're not open to me at all." he whispered in your ear. "I'll fuck you as many times it's necessarily for you to fully open to me."

"Gojo..?" why was that guy the first option? Why didn't you go to him first? And look at you again, calling him like you weren't feeling him last night. He took interest in you first, he noticed you first. Shouldn't you two have a better connection?

"Why do you want everything to stay the same?"

"Isn't it better that way?" why do you view it like that?

"What makes you think it's better like that?"

"You didn't want a relationship, right? And so do I. Also, wasn't it a one time thing?" you knew the answer for the first question, yet you really can't see that it was definitely not a one time thing. If he didn't fuck you then who? Who is going to be as understandable as him and let you do whatever you wanted with him? For him this meant that you two had a connection. It didn't matter what it becomes as long as you get that you're stuck with him from now on.

"Y/N, don't you see it?" it was so hard for him to explain this to you. All he wants is for you to understand his feelings without him saying shit. Because he's so not used to this. He can't express himself for fucks sake. "We can't be as how it was before."

"Why?" why can't you accept it? This made him a little mad.

"I don't want to go as before." he finally opened up a little. He's going insane. It's you who makes him go insane. Why can't you play the way he wants?

"Then.. Are we in a relationship then?" it was so confusing because neither of you knew what the other had to say.

"No." he signed. "Be more open to me. That's all I'm asking from you." .

"I don't want us to be awkward." you sighed. "That's why I came here to ask you about this in the first place. I just want to know that we're alright." he cupped your face with his hands.

"We won't." his face got close to yours. "You know we can fuck around without anything between us."

"I know." but you still can't help but feel guilty a little. Did you woke up realizing what happened the previous day? Or the idea of fucking your landlord just like that? You can't help but feel wrong about this.

"Say my name." he kissed your lips softly.

"Gojo?" he frowned.

"Try again." you took a deep breath and open your mouth again, ready to say what he wanted to hear. Yet your voice was muffled by his lips back on yours. "Come on." he said between the kisses. "Say my name."

".. Toru.." you say the right things when you were out of breath.

"You better remember how to say it from now on." he let you go. And you ran from there the moment you got the chance. Those guys rooms were dangerous places. If you ever have to talk you'll make sure it stays in the kitchen, or anywhere else but those rooms.

Don't stick your dick in crazy. Well, in your case don't let them stick their dicks in you. Any kind of affiliation with them in other ways than just roommates was a a path that you'll never be able to get yourself out of. Walking into their rooms was like you were running into a battlefield. You'll never know what's happening next. Will you be taken by the back or by front? You're still sane enough not do the same mistake twice. Wait, didn't you already fucked up twice? Well, third time is with luck.

Yes, third time gotta be lucky. Lucky for you to not get fucked again. Why do you need to beat your head with them? It's better to not have boys problems at all. Especially if it's guys like them. I mean, look at them. All worked up, muscles after muscles, broad shoulders, standing confidently. Getting drunk on their dicks will cause you so much problems later.

"Y/N." your landlord said your name firmly when you got in the kitchen. "Come here." he pat the chair next to him.

Suguru could only roll his eyes. "Y/N. Come here." he moved his finger signaling you to get to him. Fighting over nothing this early in the morning. You got woken up by Satoru who kept spamming your phone. And for what?

"Why am I here?" you rubbed your eyes trying to see better.

"Look what I got." it was too early for this. Who eats cake the moment they wake up anyway?

"Maybe later. I'm going back to sleep." you walked out of there back to your room. Ready to meet your warm bed that might be cold now.

They were fucking with you. Not really in the fuck way but more in the annoying way. It was for your behavior. Because everything was so good until you started to ignore them. Was it really just a quickie and that's it? Were you really the kind of person to make someone fall for you just to fuck and go? You need to be put in place, that's what both of then thought. And now again they started acting pitiful just because you hurt their feelings.

They personally don't want to think about unnecessary things like how they feel about the person next to them. Because it was hell. Too much work. That's why no one says anything and just act. They could communicate telepathically with each other, that's why those fuckers act almost the same. Almost.

Gojo thought of ways to make you go to him instantly when anything happens. How can he even do that? It was so simple that he might as well laugh about it. Yesterday he was on laundry duty. It was his turn to wash and get everything to the right owner. Oh but how unfortunate would it be if he accidentally misplaced your clothes. Or how sorry he feels about not remembering where he put it. And a lot more bullshit that it makes him laugh like a maniac on the inside so you wouldn't suspect a thing. "I think some of your clothes might be in my room." you instantly stopped doing whatever you were doing at those words. "You have to come and check if they're yours." it was a trap. It was clearly a trap. You noticed the way he just stands there, arms crossed, back again the wall as you were looking in the places he told you he might have put them.

You're not stupid. You already figured out a few of his schemes. How some of his shirts were among your laundry. How he didn't said a thing until you went and asked him who's shirts were those. How he told you to just go and put them in his room. Like you didn't noticed his predatory eyes on your every move. "I'm not going there." you said while you got up from the floor. He put you to search in so many places that it drove you nuts.

"Just stay in the doorway. I'll give them to you." it didn't sounded that bad. So, why not?

Can you believe you actually trusted his words? The moment that door opened he dragged you inside. Your back pressed against the nearest wall, hands on one another going in so many directions. You knew it. You should have never trusted his words. "Satoru." you whined his name. You'd lie if you said that didn't made you so horny. But just like them, you have your morals. And those morals are telling you to not fuck around with people like those two guys.

His hands were ready to take your shirt off, but he stopped for a moment when he heard someone at his door. How dare someone disturb him in a moment like this. "Do you have my shirts? I can't find them." all Gojo did was to roll his eyes. He's not even sure that he washed all the clothes in the first place. He might left a few out while focusing on his plan. Just like them, you're also a fox playing however you want to get out of situations.

"I think it's in my room." you said out loud. This was the perfect opportunity, the best moment to get your stuff and go.

"Y/N? What you're doing there?" Geto opened the door, revealing you who finally managed to take your clothes back, and Satoru, who was standing there disappointed.

"Satoru also got some of my clothes with his. Stuff like this happens. It can't be blamed." if one's plan failed, the other just got an idea. Suguru wrapped his arm around you, dragging you close to him while looking at his friend with an evil smile.

"Ah ah~ You're right. It can't be helped. Glad to see you got your clothes back." you and Geto walked to your room, leaving your landlord alone. Whatever the dark haired guy had planned was not working. You stopped him right in front of your room, not allowing anyone to get inside besides you.

"Wait right there, I'll get it for you." you told him. Does he think you don't remember what you did last time he was there?

"I can help you look for it." lies. You can see most of their plans already. You won't fall for anything that they say.

"Don't worry, it's right on my chair, that's right next to the door. You don't have to help me with anything." you moved that chair from its usual place in case of a moment like this. Gojo's actions were suspicious from the start. So you had to came up with something in case of a situation like this. "Here." you said with a smile. You won't fall for the same thing again. Not after your landlord proved that you were right about whatever they were doing.

They went with the wrong strategy. Instead of being dorks, they should have gain your trust. And that's what they're doing from now on.

The first few days of the new plan was so strange. You couldn't do shit without them being in the way. Washing the dishes? Don't worry, they got you. Wanting to do something around the house? Stay right on the couch, they got you covered. After a week of their stupid game, you actually went in Gojo's room on your own. It did felt a little strange to let your guard down. And now you can't help but get scared by your own shadow when you're seeing it. What's real? What's the meaning of life? Were you wrong about them? Then you have to apologize in a way or another. Or maybe don't do that at all. Yes, don't do that. You're trying to figure out whatever game their playing. It was playing with your head. And now them acting like gentelmen was playing with your head even more.

Don't trust them. Or maybe do? It was just so difficult to decide. Yes, no, maybe. You didn't know what to believe anymore.

So, you decided to study them. Again. This time you'll get an answer. Are they playing with your head or are you becoming more delusional? You have to beat them at their own game. "Suguru, please let me help you." you said it so sweetly, standing next to him at the kitchen counter. He was about to cook something with whatever he found in the fridge.

"Don't worry, Y/N. I can do it on my own. I won't burn anything." you looked at him in the eyes, your eyelashes moving every time you blink.

"I know you'll do good. I just want to help you. It'll make your work easier." you really were so lovely. It's him who's the problem, you shouldn't be around him when he's like this. "Aren't you tired? You've worked hard these days." all he did was to smile. It took everything he had in him to not bend you over that counter and fuck you right there in that moment. If you stay one more minute in there next to him he'll really fuck up.

"Don't worry. I'm not tired yet. You can go tho." you left that kitchen defeated.

Your next target was your landlord. You walked around the house, eagerly to find him. And when you found him, you couldn't help but go straight to him instantly. "What's you doing?" your voice sounded like a melody to him.

"Watching a show I found yesterday. Wanna watch it too?" you sat down on the couch. The distance between you two was relatively far. You sat down without thinking about it first, you should have sat next to him. Would you look desperate if you move next to him now? So you started to slowly get closer to him. For a moment he thought that he was the one who's moving. You always looked like you were watching the tv. No, he wasn't mistaking. You were the one who was getting closer. He turned his face to the tv, trying to focus on whatever the characters were doing. He couldn't help it, he really couldn't hold a grip on himself. He turned his face to look at you one more time. He could see his soul leaving his body when he woke up with you next to him.

"Something wrong?" you said it like you didn't just played with his poor life.

"No." he gulped and turned his gaze on the big screen. That man was standing like a statue on his own couch. A single wrong move and he feels like he'll fuck everything up.

"Toru?" he got up and left the room. He didn't cared about that show anymore. All he cared about at the moment was his sanity, his well being and his soul to remain pure, even if he was nothing close to be pure in the first place to begin with. One more look into your eyes and he would have fucked that pussy of yours on the couch, not caring a fuck about anything more. You also got up from the couch and went to the kitchen. "The main character dies at the end." you spoiled the whole show. How dare both of them make you think that you went crazy. To think that you were considering that you were delusional.

"Something happened?" Geto asked, looking at his friend who was about to cry.

"I just spoiled the ending of the show he was watching." you left that place, going straight to your room.

"I was so close on fucking this up." Gojo confessed as soon as you left. Geto could only sigh. What made you act like this was a mystery. And he's not interested at the moment on finding out why you acted like that. Because who knows what he'll find. What if you need more than just their presence in the room? It's still too early on fucking this up again.

In conclusion, you weren't being delusional. These guys were fucking with your head on hard mode. Whenever you weren't looking at them, their gaze was full of lust. And sometimes they can't even help it. Those moments when you catch them staring at you with that dark look in their eyes were the moments where you stopped working. Your brain couldn't process what in the world was going on in that moment. Only for them to come back to normal and smile like nothing happened. Your panties were soaked. You didn't know what to do anymore. Your mind was telling you to run, but your legs were ready to spread and let who ever wanted to fuck your pussy.

Crying was the best thing you could do in that situation. You were confused. Your morals didn't let you go and fuck up. So if your pussy clench around nothing when your with them, all you have to do is not see them anymore, right? Problem solved. From that moment on you went back to square one. Whenever they were home, you wouldn't get out your room. You were pretending to be sleeping whenever someone opened the door to your room to show you what they got home today. In the end, nothing worked. Just hearing one of their voices on the hallway made you shake. Fucking morals.

Try to resonate with those fuckers. Maybe they would understand if you try to explain to them. Explain what? I mean, surely not the fact that you were horny. But maybe the fact that you were trying to be a better person? The fact that your mind wasn't letting you go around and let them play with you. Maybe they would get it. Maybe everyone can be in friendly terms and just understand each other's needs.

You finally got out that room. With small careful steps you walked into that kitchen again. You sat back in your usual spot, ready to open your mouth and say whatever you had to say.

"You're alright?" your landlord said before you could even from an sentence.

"Ah, yes. About that." you cleared your throat. "I'm sorry." all you could do is look at your hands and play with your fingers.

"For what?"

"Listen, I-" you couldn't think of any words at the moment ,it was like your brain just turned itself off. "Alright, listen. It took a few days but I finally put my thoughts in place. And all I want to do is apologize because I was clearly not in my right mind." you took a deep breath. "I really don't know what got into me. You two are clearly great guys, but I don't know why I was telling myself that you're not. And I just-"

"Alright, stop right there." Gojo said placing his phone of the table. "What happened?" you wanted to cry. Do you really need to explain yourself.

"I got the wrong idea."

"You clearly did." Geto rested his back against the back of the chair. "We're not great at all. I'm sure you were right about whatever you thought about us first."

"No. You're great. I'm the bad one." they were also bad. But in this moment all you could think of is how horny you were.

"What happened then?" you couldn't say it. All you did was to cover your eyes with one of your hands. "Did you fell for me or something?" you shook your head.

"Then?" you took a deep breath. Nope, you couldn't say shit. You covered your face with both of your hands.

"I've been having some really bad thoughts. And you've been so great lately. I just can't help but feel bad."

"Everyone have their days." the dark haired guy tried to comfort you.

"I promised myself that I won't have those kind of problems. But I just can't help it sometimes, you know? I don't want it, but at the same time I wouldn't mind it. I would, but not really."

"There, there." they moved next to you, you could feel some hands on your back. This wasn't help it at all. Seriously, do they even listen to what you said until now?

"If you need any help, I'm sure one of us can help you."

"Both of you already did it." you gasped at your own words. You looked left and then right. Who said that? Did you said it out loud? Did they heard it?

"If it haves to do with anything around the house, don't worry. I can take some of your chores for a while." Geto's words only made you feel guilty. Look at these guys, can you believe you came here to talk about how horny you are these days? You're embarrassed, you really are. You don't recognize yourself anymore these days. Is a dick that good to give up on your peace?

"That's not it." you could only sigh. "Don't worry, I'll get over it." you wanted to go back to your room. Can you believe you really went to them for something that stupid.

"Y/N." Gojo said firmly against your ear. "Are you horny?"

"I-" you looked at him in shock. "How did you know?" did you said that out loud? Was it obviously? You went there with a clear head, you were so determined before. But as soon as you got stuck between them, you forgot everything. Your name, why you're there in the first place. You couldn't even look them in the eyes.

What gave you away? The way your body jolted when they touched you? The way your body heated up immediately under their touch? Was it your thighs that were pressed together for some unknown reason? Or maybe it was the fact that they never saw you like this before?

"Satoru, don't start." his friend said. It was more of a warning. You clearly weren't in your right mind. Sure, he thought the same as his friend, yet he doesn't want to admit it. He studied you enough to know how you are by now. It took both of them a lot of time for you to open to them. If one of them fucks up, both are screwed.

"What exactly is that problem you kept saying about?" the white haired guy decided to ignore whatever the other was saying. You were so cute in that situation that all he wanted was to tease you. His hand was pressed on the back of your chair, his face getting closer to yours. "We talked about it, didn't we? I'm so sad that you ignored me." Geto could only sigh. It was clearly a lost cause.

You could feel the warmth of their bodies. Satoru's hot breath was hitting the skin of your neck. For a moment you looked at him. You gulped. Your eyes moved so fast from his eyes to his lips and back up. It was a dangerous situation. You have to back out right now before it's too late.

"You really are a tease aren't you?" Gojo tried to laugh it off. A few moments ago, all he wanted to do is embarrass you and make you admit about whatever you were feeling, after that he would have left you alone because you also ignored him. But now? All he wanted to do was to show you what happens if you mess with him.

Suguru's hand went on you thigh, squeezing it softly. He was only trying to make you focus on him, to forget for a moment about Gojo. He was only trying to make you a way to run away while you still had time. Because if anything happens right now and you go back on how it was before it would be bad for everyone. He already fucked up once, and now he's trying to make it up for before. He didn't know better, but now he does. Or maybe he's lying to himself.

When your hand went over his, and you looked him right in the eyes. He's the one who needs to back out.

"Suguru, you freak." Satoru said when he saw that he was stealing you from him. "How can you steal Y/N from me."

"Oh, shut up." do you want them to rearrange your insides or do you want to be able to walk for the rest of the week?

Gojo wrapped his arm around you, trying to get you closer to him. It was his revenge. He won't let someone else have you. However, Geto aslo wanted you. And now they were fighting over who can have you. Geto who's hand was gripping you thigh, trying to drag you to him. Or Gojo who's hand was wrapped around your waist.

Your body was on fire. You didn't know what to do anymore. And the option where you can't walk straight for a few days sounded just so good. You wanted whatever you could have. One of them, both of them. You're not even sure what you can fit, where it would fit. But you're so determined to get it inside that you don't care anymore.

One of your hands traveled to Suguru's arm, the other one travelled on Satoru. You forgot what morals even are, or if you have them to begin with. "I don't care who haves me." aren't you a dirty one?

You have to be careful. You were in highly danger. This was really the last warning. Back off while you can. Because you won't be able to ride. One more word or wrong step and you won't be able to get out the bed tomorrow. "But I care." Gojo said while looking down at you. "And I'm sure that fucker does too." how nice he speaks to his friend.

Geto's hand went between your thighs, slowly rubbing your clothed pussy. You opened your legs a little more, giving him more space.

"Not fair." Satoru gasped. His hand went under your shirt and straight to your breasts. He started playing with your nipples who were already half hard. Only making them harder, more sensitive for him to play with it. You sighed. They're hands were so cold, it was making you squirm.

"Doesn't your back hurts?" you could hear Geto's words over and over like an echo in your head. All you could remember is that you didn't wanted any of them in your room for this exact motive. You were afraid this would happen again, yet look at you now. You're the one who started it this time.

"Where do you want to go?" whatever. It's not like it matters anymore.

In the end, you ended on the couch. Gojo held you in his lap, legs spread as Geto was in between them, eating you out like his life depended on it. Satoru's hands were all over your body, never even once leaving your lips alone. From that cursed kitchen until you got to the couch, they undressed you. Leaving clothes all over the places you walked. They still had their clothes on them, it was only you who was naked. You didn't care about the cold air in the room as long as you could feel the warmth of their bodies. Those hands that were so cold at first now warm from your body. And you couldn't get enough of it. You wanted their hands on you all the time. It made you shake, jolt, feel so strange that you wanted them to stop for a moment. But at the same time you were so greedy that you'd start crying if they actually stopped.

"Wait." you moaned in between the kisses. Your back arches, your hand went in Geto's hair, the other on Satoru's thigh. You whined so sweetly, wouldn't it be a shame if someone stopped giving you any pleasure? Would you stop making those cute noises?

A part of them wanted to leave you there, all needy and not being able to release. They wanted to punish you in a way or another for playing with their feelings. But the other part was greedy. Both of them wanted to give you so much more than the other. To make you say one of their names especially, to cry out loud that you wanted one over the other. No one stopped what they were doing until the other made a move. They weren't focused on you anymore, it was more of a battle on who does the first move. And neither of them wanted to do the first step.

What a bunch of buffoons.

You were trembling. The only thing you let out your mouth were broken cries. You were so close, and all they did was to compete with one another. For once, you decide to do something you wouldn't usually do and now instead of trying to understand your point of view they were fighting. You could notice the dead stares they were giving each other. If you knew they were going to be like this, you would have stayed in your room.

"Stop it." you sounded mad. But who knows since you could bearly form an sentence.

"You heard that, Suguru? She told you to stop." Gojo said with a grin on his face.

"She was talking to you, Satoru." maybe it was the way he put the accent on his friend's name, or maybe the way he dragged your hips closer to his face while looking up at you. For a moment you couldn't even think of why you were mad at them.

You sighed. "I didn't came here to see you two fight. I came here because I want both of you." oh, sweet dumb girl. The way their hearts skipped a beat. You can't walk on a flat surface without tripping and now you think that you could take them? How funny. However, you words only encouraged them. Geto who started putting his whole heart into lapping at your pussy. And Gojo who was making sure to leave his mark all over your neck. You didn't had a single moment for you to even think.

You were so right about your words. Why fighting when they can work together? As much as they want you all alone for themselves individually, they also like to show off. And now it's more than sure that you won't be able to even move in your bed without your body hurting.

Suguru's tongue was moving all around your pussy. He'd shove it in your cunt, lick that pretty clit, eat any kind of juices that might try to escape from him. His arms wrapped around your thighs, dragging you back into his face when you were trying to move. He didn't gave you a moment to breathe.

Satoru kept you in his arms, one of his hands holding your head so he could have access to your neck and shoulders. Biting, licking and kissing wherever he could. While his other hand was was on your chest, playing with one of nipples. You let him do whatever he wanted, and he was more than thankful to show you what he can do.

You couldn't do it anymore. Your legs tried closing, almost trapping Geto's head between then. And Gojo's lips were over yours, kissing you so you would focus on him. His tongue in your mouth, trying to find yours. And even after you finally came, they didn't stopped even for a second. Only making you squirm more and more. "No more." you cried out. Your body was like a vegetable. You felt so dried of energy that you could bearly move.

"Come on, pretty girl. It's only the start." You could finally think clearly, and oh, how dumb you were. What a mistake to try to talk to them at the same time. You gulped, you were scared. What can you even do now? You clearly had your time, and now they also wanted a little bit of what you could give. You bite your lower lip and hold back whatever you had to say. It was your mistake and now you have to live with the consequences.

"Alright." you said so not sure about your choice of words. "Please be gentle with me." how cute.

You layed on the couch, not even sure how to sit. Geto got in between your legs again, this time ready to fuck that pussy of yours himself, not only with his mouth. While Gojo sat next to your head. You took a deep breath, ready for who ever start first. "Relax. Why are you so tensed?" Gojo ran his hand through your hair, moving it out the way. "You're scared?" he sounded so amused.

"A little." you tried to explain. "I mean, it's the first time I do something like this. Dunno what to expect."

"I'll fuck this pretty mouth of yours, so keep it wide open. While our sweet Suguru here would do his thing. Focus on me more tho." all he got in response was Geto rolling his eyes.

"Keep your eyes on me." Suguru said as he positioned in front of you better. He kept rubbing his tip against your pussy, swiping up and down your folds. So wet. He just couldn't wait to get in.

"You're being so greedy." Gojo whined as he moves his hand on the back of your head, getting a fist full of you hair. Only pushing your head up a little. "Just like that, keep that mouth open." he slowly moved his cock inside your mouth. For the moment just exploring how far he could go.

Geto also finally got inside your pussy. So warm, so wet. It was so welcoming. He couldn't get enough of this sensation. When he moved his hips and finally got some friction, he could feel your cunt getting tight, squeezing him so good. He really wanted you all for himself now. He grunted. He didn't like the way your hands were on Satoru, looking at his friend while not giving him any attention. Isn't he giving you the most pleasure? Give him attention. Try to look at him, even if you couldn't. Keep your hands on him. Him. Not the blue eyes guy. His thumb started circling your clit. Giving it quick strokes as he moved his cock into you with more force now.

If you weren't already choking on Gojo's dick, now you were also choking on your own moans. You couldn't say a word. Gojo, always moved inside and out your mouth, always aiming to go as deep as he could down your throat. But did you really wanted to say a word to begin with? Maybe to let them know that it feels good? Overall, you couldn't think of much when you getting it from both sides.

Do they feel good? Can you do something for them? You had no idea since all you could hear were the sounds your bodies made, and the sounds they let out. Little huffs and puffs, moaning here and there. You couldn't get enough of their voices.

"Sweetie, look at me." Geto finally said it. He stands so proud, you could see his contoured body so well. You couldn't really focus your vision on him because Gojo lifted you head up.

"Eyes on me." are they really going to fight again? You lightly slapped Gojo's thighs. Until this ends, all you want to see and hear was how good they felt. They were good with whatever they were doing, but you also wanted to know you're just as good as them. Or at least half of it.

"Y/N." honestly, what a headache. One of your hands went to Geto, holding his arm as he kept moving into you. You were so wet that you were afraid it might leave stains on the couch.

Your other hand holded into Gojo's thigh. You closed your eyes. If they fight because you kept eye contact with only one of them, then you won't even do that at all. Problem solved. Right? Nope. That only made them angrier. Choose. At which one do you want to look more?

Gojo's hand was back in your hair, this time actually starting to fuck your throat. You felt him so deep that you opened your eyes, tears forming from the impact. You wanted to complain. Does he even think of how you feel? "Keep your mouth open." it was an order. He wasn't playing anymore.

"Y/N." Geto said your name firmly when you took your hand off him for a moment. You eyes went wide open when he hit that one spot deep inside harder than he did until now. He kept pressing the tip of his dick into it. It hurts. You felt it so much deep now that it hurts. Your hand went back on him, but it wasn't enough to satisfy him. What he wanted was for both of your hands to he on him. Keep your warm touch only for himself.

All you could do is let out muffled cries. Tears were running down your face. It was way too much. You couldn't do anything. You couldn't move an muscle even if you wanted to.

Demons. You were right when you said to yourself to never fuck with them again.

Geto's thumb only kept increasing the speed, and so did he did with his hips. He kept ramming into you over and over again. Quick, hard, and so was his hand movement. Your legs only trying to close themselves, but you couldn't because he was in the way. He held your arm right against your body, holding your wrist in his hand.

One of Gojo's hands were on the couch back, holding himself from not falling into you. You gagged every time he kept coming back in. His movements were like he was trying to compete with his friend. Who can go faster? Who could make you cry even louder? You were shaking, your eyes went shut. Your mind went blank. You hold onto whatever you could as you came. Never even a moment did they left you alone. No, in fact, their movements only looked on going faster.

Both were so greedy to have your hands on them. It wasn't enough. They wanted more. Usually they were all in for a three way if it was it someone they don't really know. But you? You were their cute house cat. There at the end of the day, there at the start of the day. You weren't just some random person.

"Swallow all. Don't let a drop escape." Gojo said as he moved his hips a couple more times before he filled your mouth with his cum.

"Fuck. I'm almost there. Almost there." Geto said. With a few thrusts he also came.

You were choking on Gojo's cum. It was too much, and too sudden.

"Another round. Let me feel your pussy this time." Satoru said, wanting to have that cunt of yours all for himself.

"No way. This pussy is mine." Geto said, already getting ready to get back inside your pussy for a second time that evening.

"It's my turn." look at them fighting like kids again.

"No more. I can't take another round." you said, laying defeated on the couch. Your chest raising up and down, a hand on your belly as the other was next to you. "Not today." or tomorrow. But you didn't said that part out loud.

"You're tired already?"

"Not everyone have as much energy as you do." you said trying to get up from the couch. "Look like you'll have to do my chores for a few days." you shouldn't had let them fuck you. You went downhill from the moment you stepped into that damn house. You're future was going to be wild wild them next to you.

Honestly, I have no idea tf I wrote almost to the end. I wrote the smut part after I got sick and my brain doesn't want to understand any english at the moment. Might change the threesome part after I get better

#gojo satoru #gojo satoru smut #gojo smut #gojo x reader #jjk smut #jjk x reader #gojou satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #suguru geto #geto smut #suguru geto smut #geto x reader

[wannaseewhatshangin]

request:

The greasers reaction to there s/o who is a singer when they are on stage singing a song they wrote about them that they didn't know about.

Im SO sorry this took forever. I'm doing it right now because I just now have the motivation to do it, um I just recently went through my old requests and found this and I'm so excited. (Also I'm going to use a Taylor swift song "Enchanted" for this fic <3)

[All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you.]

You stood tall as you watched the crowd's eyes stare back at you, only looking for the eyes you know.

You were scared to death. Your closest buddies were going to watch you perform and you wrote a song for them.

You first met eyes with Darry, sending an excited wave at him.

The music started and you grabbed your mic.

"There I was again tonight. Forcing laughter, faking smiles. Same old tired, lonely place."

You sang quietly as you met eyes with Dallas, two-bit and Johnny.

Dal's cold eyes made you nervous and made you feel like you wanted to jump off the stage and fall to the ground.

"Walls of insincerity. Shifting eyes and vacancy, vanished when I saw your face. All I can say is it was enchanted to meet you."

The gang stood dumbfounded as you sang unfamiliar lyrics.

"Why haven't we heard this before?" Steve asked the gang.

"Maybe it's for some ol boyfriend." Two-bit joked before soda stepped in.

"Man, she ain't got no boyfriend."

"Your eyes whispered, "Have we met?". Across the room, your silhouette starts to make its way to me. The playful conversation starts. Counter all your quick remarks like passing notes in secrecy And it was enchanting to meet you. All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you"

You started to get more comfortable for the chorus, pointing to the gang discreetly, smiling brightly.

"She pointin' at us?" Ponyboy asked Johnny.

He just shrugged, also wondering who it was you were pointing at.

You continued to sing your song that you spent nights on, wanting to make sure it was perfect for the boys.

"This is me praying that, this was the very first page. Not where the story line ends. My thoughts will echo your name, until I see you again. These are the words I held back, as I was leaving too soon I was enchanted to meet you."

You sang the rest of the song, ending it off by introducing the gang to the crowd.

"This song was made for my best friends. Darry is the dad of the group. Always keepin' us together and makin' sure we ain't breakin' our necks." You said, Darry smiling at you from a distance.

"Steve. I may not like you that much but you entertain me by doin' dumb shit. Good job for not killing yourself. And uh. Sodapop, Your movie star looks aren't gonna save you from this ass whooping you about to get if you don't stop leaving your work shoes in the middle of the floor. Love ya though." You said jokingly as Steve flipped you off, smiling at you as well as the crown "oo"ed as you said your part to soda.

"Ponyboy and Johnny. I love you two so much. And Ponyboy you need to stop stealing my cigarettes. Please and thank you. Johnny, I know you don't have a nice family at home but you have a nice family with us and we are here to stay." You saw Ponyboy holding Johnny as he teared up, wiping his nose.

"Two- Bit. One of my favorites. If you don't stop waking me up at three in the morning I'm gonna kill you. Yeah. I see you smiling over there. Don't think I won't hop off this stage and kick your ass. Love you." Two-Bit laughed loudly, along with the gang.

You looked at Dallas, your hands getting sweaty slightly.

"Dallas. Uhm, you may look like an asshole but you- no you still are. Stop taking my snacks. The next time I catch you I'm gonna pop you in the mouth. But I learned to look past your bitchy attitude and I learned that you just need to be cared for. We care for you and you need to know that you aren't fucked up. You just have a bitchy attitude. Love you asshole."

The crowd clapped and hollered.

"I love ya'll so much and I would risk it all for you guys." Half talking to the crowd. But you were really talking to your buddies.

#Hope you can forgive meee #dallas winston x reader #johnny cade #sodapop headcanons #ponyboy curtis #darry curtis #the outsiders #steve randle #two bit mathews

[gloriousburden]

though im also critical of it, ragnarok is one of my favs especially cus it endeared me with brodinson interactions (shoutout elevator scene) but after that, i didnt like future loki portrayals. it somewhat flipped loki's aspirations, although i liked how he really seemed a god of mischief i wished for more digging into that. if i said "country boys make do" and did what what i could, then i look at loki betraying thor once more as his warped way of saying "we've come to deeper understanding of e/o more and idk how to be your brother but i want to, this is all i know." (i imagine his ass is that type in fights "IDC! LEAVE! *wants them to stay* i feel frigga was the only person who saw that in him growing up and was there).

coulson did say to him "you lack conviction"; loki's always kind of struggling with himself to find his genuine purpose whether w/ being a king or a brother.

after that though i didnt care for loki they just took his popularized character traits and made him shout them out every second "hehe thats just what loki does!" and things i wanted delved into weren't addressed, or when they were it was poorly. i only seen season 1 but its loki content i just distance from

personally, i liked loki's personality shining in ragnarok. but like this time tom hiddleston said "loki should be an entertaining character but also that there should be a shred of truth" thats how i feel. about all future loki. i think they saw the numbers that loki did in ragnarok, and then on fucked up portraying him, and his depth

hi i sincerely apologize for seeing this so late 💔

personally, during my initial mcu watch, i did actually kind of enjoy ragnarok. although i did realize it’s issues such as pretty much everyone’s characterization (but especially loki’s), the way odin’s death was… Not as serious as it should’ve been, the way everything was too Haha funny joke, korg, the racist thor/bruce joke (which i will actually make a post about eventually), etc…

i did think it was a fun movie. it wasn’t until i rewatched it for a second time, after rewatching the thor movies/avengers 2012 that i realized.. yeah, this isn’t really that good and the earlier movies featuring thor, loki, or asgardians in general really were better.

personally, i prefer the humorous side of loki’s personality more in the dark world over the one in ragnarok. he was being funny and joking around, but it didn’t feel forced. it still felt like loki. in ragnarok, to me at least, it felt very forced and off for loki’s character. in the dark world, they didn’t necessarily have to belittle loki’s character and make him the laughing stock of the movie to make him funny. in ragnarok, they did.

and of course we see that continue a thousand times worse in the s*ries.

you are so right about the popularized character traits point. it’s like when people gossip about something, and as the word gets out to more people, it loses context and only leaves the very basic details of the gossip in the first place. that’s what they did with loki, pretty much. but that a thousand times over if this analogy even makes sense.

honestly do not even bother watching season 2 if you already know about the ending. i actually do think it was a little better than the first season. it was a little more interesting as well. but loki’s characterization was still HORRIFIC. there’s this interrogation type scene with one of the newer characters, this guy who works at the tva, and i guess they tried to make loki seem as though he’s still mischievous and working on his own accord instead of a goody two-shoes, pushover or whatever. idk man. whatever it was, it didn’t work.

and also they put this scene where he’s basically crying over mobius and various other tva workers to sylvie saying that he misses his friends (the friends in question being mobius and the most random tva workers ever) ??? 😭😭😭 i really do not believe that his ass was that devastated over these random ass characters who did not care about him…

basically, his personality was still more that of a silly little english man (not in a good way, trust me.) who works in a cubicle rather than a literal god/prince who speaks very eloquently and in old english. (taking this as an opportunity to say that i miss the old english/shakespeare in the park-esque way he and thor used to speak 😔 it was so fun.)

anyway this is very all over the place and i’m probably missing a few things but thank you so much for the ask!!! it was interesting to read.

#ask #my answers #anti thor ragnarok #anti loki series #loki series criticism #thor ragnarok criticism #loki #thor #loki 💭

[ezay]

Summary: you and mikasa have always been a little bit closer than normal. You see how far it can truly go

Pairing: Modern AU | Mikasa Ackerman x Reader Warnings: She/her pronouns used, pet names. Eating out, scissoring, and fluff! 18+ ONLY PLEASE. MINORS DNI! You will be blocked.

Author note: This is my first fic ever posted take is easy on me this is meant to be cute and fun :) idrk what to say except hope you enjoy! this was proofread with half ass effort sorry ahaha

Edit: I’ve been kinda skimming over it corrected a couple misspelled words

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Your favorite scene to paint in your head was Mikasa’s long hair let loose with a tiny white tank on, her back to you as you call her name.

She would turn around with a soft smile “hmm?” You took her in, a slight blush to her cheeks and a few stray hairs from your previous nap and other activities “Nothing you just look good baby” you would say giving her a dazed smile back. You wondered if Mikasa thought about having those moments with you too, not as friends but as more like a partner. You know there’s something between you two, “friends” don’t cuddle in such close proximity, especially half naked (sometimes ;)).

“Friends” don’t discourage you from talking to all the fine girls you see simply excusing it with “you can do better” (the only baddie you r getting is her)

And “Friends” definitely don’t make dinner for each other when you go to their house (basically everyday) and pack a lunch when it’s time to go to work (bc that’s the only time you leave each other alone)

You were growing restless of not exactly knowing what you two “were” so you decided you were going to take action later on when Mikasa came over to just hang. She told you she’d be on the way after she helped Eren pack for a trip to visit the family in Germany, you decided to buy her favorite snacks from the store real quick so she had something to come eat. As you set the stuff up in the living room you heard knocking at your door signaling Mikasa was here, you open the door to see her standing there in short shorts and a tiny baby blue tank top due to the scorching weather “hey it’s fucking burning out here” you softly exclaim, as you open the door wider to let her in. She lets out a giggle as she comfortably walks to the living room happy to be in the air conditioning “I know and I had to help Eren load like 5 suitcases you know how his family is” she breathily laughs out. You watch as she uncaps and drinks the beverage you got her, you turn on the TV on your way to sit next to her and hand her the remote so she can choose what to watch.

She ends up choosing Avengers: Infinity War because it’s long and she could spend all that time cuddled up next to you, “We haven’t ruined this movie for ourselves yet surprisingly” you comment as the devastating death of Loki plays on the screen “mhm it’s still entertaining” she hums back as she scoots closer to you, tossing her legs over yours and laying her head on your shoulder.

You shift so you’re both brought closer together, and you can wrap your right arm around her to softly stroke her hair. The movie goes on for a bit more before you think “This is it” you slowly start ghosting your fingers up and down her legs you feel her slightly shiver, so you press down a bit more actually letting your fingertips feel her smooth skin “love when do things like this help me relax so much” she dreamily sighs out “fuck it” you think. You gently grip her upper thigh, softly kneading it while looking at her “can I try something that‘s not what friends do?” you ask looking at her, Mikasa straddles your lap and places a gentle kiss to your lips ``I wanted to make the first official move…” she shyly mumbled you feel your body become light, you hold eye contact with her before looking at her lips putting your right hand under her chin to pull her into a wet kiss, your tongues pushing against each other before you grip her hair with your other hand pulling her head back just a bit.

She resembles that picture you often painted in your head, hair a bit wild already and her cheeks flushed, you closed your eyes and exhaled through your mouth before diving into her neck biting then licking the spot, she was whines a bit while humping your groin “I want you to touch me please” she whimpers rolling her hips particularly harder. You loudly gasp, grabbing her hips continuing her movements “yeah? Touch you where” you raspingly tease out. Despite your teasing Mikasa boldly grabs your hand to cup her wet center “touch me here like I know you’ve been wanting” she smirks back. you are still, a bit surprised before slowly rubbing her. You could feel it was a bit damp, so you start taking her shorts off along with undies - Mikasa lifting her hips a bit in assistance.

Eager to feel her more you take off your bottoms, both getting rid of the rest of your clothes. Her bare tits instantly in front of your face have your brain fuzzy, so you take one in your mouth lick around the nipple before softly starting to suck on it giving the other one some stimulation with your fingers. Mikasa lowly moans continuing the rocking of her hips against you going to fondle your tits, you finally let go and reconnect your lips in a sloppy kiss.

You can’t contain your moan, only the universe knows how long you’ve been wanting this, you’re sucking and licking at her tongue pulling away to lick her neck and leave some dark spots around there. You trail your fingers up and down her thigh before resuming where you left off, her pussy so wet you’re just gliding up and down

“I want to taste you so bad you gonna let me do whatever hmm?” You ask her eager to just please the fuck out of her “go ahead and show me how good you wanna make me feel love” she says in a sickly sweet voice.

instantly, you lay her down peppering kisses all over her collarbone before moving down to her tits softly biting one of her nipples then running your tongue over it, you place loud wet kisses down her stomach until your face is between her thighs. Her glistening pussy looking at you hole slightly clenching from how horny she is “you have the prettiest pussy Mika. so wet baby” you lay your tongue flat starting at her hole licking upward to her clit before swirling around her precious bud sucking on it.

“Just like that” she whimpers resting her hand on the back of your head, you slide one finger into her hole feeling the resistance of her walls then another one creating a steady rhythm you continue to swirl and suck at her clit she pushes your head into her every once in a while “feels so good make me come please “ she whines. You start moving your fingers faster, drunk off the wet noises her pussy is making you feel her legs shaking, so you lap at her clit sideways sucking until you feel a warmth spreading thru your mouth.

“Fuuck!” Mikasa squeals from the sensitivity you keep her legs open cleaning her up, you push your tongue in her hole before gently sucking the remaining left “wanted to do that for so long” you mumble, more to yourself. Mikasa pulls you up by your hair shoving her tongue down your throat you shamefully moan, pushing yourself up to her level you lay her down so you're over her. You move her hair out of her face “you trust me pretty girl?” you ask her ,without hesitation she nods with a positive hum, so you pull her legs up into a V shape rubbing her juices around a bit before lightly placing your pussy on top of hers rocking deliciously.

Mikasa moans at seeing the lewd scene your mouth hangs open a bit at the site of your biggest wet dream come true “wanna be messy” she whines at your precision strokes “fine baby” you smirk down at her rubbing your clits harder against each other, feeling the wetness spread and your clits tingle with pleasure. You push down so your arms are supporting you next to her head you move your head down capturing her lips in a kiss, you take one of your hands to pucker her lips and spit in her mouth “baby” Mikasa chokes out after she obediently swallows.

“You liked that huh” you look down at her slowing down to prolong your orgasm the back of her heels dig into your back “pleasee wanna come again” her shiny eyes look into you. That’s enough for your brain to melt wanting to just rub pussies together until you felt her slick running down your thighs. Mikasa yanks you to her lips “kiss me pretty” she whispers you feel so hot all over instantly invading her mouth with your tongue having the nastiest make out session, spit probably coming out the sides of your mouths.

“Gonna cum gonna cum fuckk” Mikasa's high pitched voice squeaks out “yeah come all over my pussy wanna feel that, yeahh” you exhale the pleasure from your clit spreading throughout your bottom making your hole clench from making her gush for the second time

“Ahh, you’re so good baby” she shakily whispers coming back from her orgasm. You plop next to her wrapping your arm around her waist “you’re so fucking beautiful in every way possible Mika” you whisper she lifts your chin up with her fingers “thank you baby girl I love you” she places a kiss on your nose then your forehead, wrapping her arm around you. Your heart is beating to the point you hear it in your ears “I love you too, soo much” you bury your face in her chest you feel the way her body shakes as she giggles, and you smile happy that you don’t have to keep thinking about what could be.

You both stay laid up confident you can call each other “mine” after today.

Another AN: im like a grandparent when it comes to tumblr so I’m so confused why the italics didn’t transfer from google docs to here.. I will figure it out as I go lolll

#mikasa smut #attack on titan mikasa #mikasa x you #mikasa x reader #mikasa ackerman #mikasa ackerman x reader #mikasa ackerman smut #aot smut #aot mikasa #aot thirst #aot x reader #aot fics #aot thirsts #attack on titan #attack on titan smut #snk fanfiction #snk smut #snk

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

♤♡HANGE♡♤

《》 Saturdays, rain, or shine, you would go to the paintball place a couple of towns over, and you and your girlfriend would play on opposing teams.

《》 Today just happened to be rainy. But it was what you and Hange agreed to. And you didn't want to let your smart, sexy girlfriend down.

《》 There was a large turnout of people there, despite the rain. You were a little surprised. Less surprised, though, about how she single-handedly took everyone from your team down.

《》 All but you. She was on the hunt. And she always found what she was looking for.

《》 "Y/n? I'm calling a truce here ..." her words were confident but sweet. Like she was trying to convince you that she wouldn't blow your ass off the second you showed yourself. Her resolve never wavered. Her gun never missed.

《》 God, how you hated it when she was pissed at you about something. It never lasted long, but once she shot you 57 times. That same night, she kissed each and every one of the welts on your skin that had risen as a result of her wrath.

《》 "Bullshit! I'm calling bullshit here, Z!" You hollered back through your huge smile.

《》 You dragged yourself out from under the plywood box through the mud and stood in the torrential rain. Trusting that would clean you off enough that you could get back to the game you were playing. Although it was starting to feel more like 'Hunt You Down and Make You Pay For Being So Dumb.' And you were the last person standing on your team.

《》 You loved her so much. And sometimes you let your emotions get the best of you. You tried every excuse you could research. You'd need proof if you were going to convince her. She was a woman of reason. Of science.

《》 She only agreed to hear you out about the reason you're crazy due to your overwhelming interest in the stuff. "It's because I'm a <zodiac sign>." Is what you'd tell her. You believe heavily in the stars and their untold stories and our inescapable fates. Hange believes in tangible evidence. But she has never forgotten what you told her about your sign for no other reason than it's important to you.

《》 What you two had in common was just a handful of things. But you're sure 2 people have never been more right for each other. Hange was your missing puzzle piece. Your 52nd card. The creamer in your coffee and the sugar in your tea. You love her more than anyone or anything.

《》 "You're going to have to come out soon, y/n. They're closing in about 10 minutes." She laughed that maniacal laugh. You're sure you'd die if you didn't get to hear it. "I'm not above leaving you here. C'mon, lover. Just face your punishment and get it over with. I promise it won't hurt. Much."

《》 "Nuh-uh. The second I show myself You're going to unload the rest of your hopper on my face. I love you, but ain't no way in hell I'm ..."

《》 You heard rustling behind you, and you turned around too late. She used your voice to pinpoint where you were. Two large men were standing at your sides. "Come with us." is all they said before linking their arms with yours, and they carried you to a clearing.

《》 "Well shit." You raised your arms to the air and turned around in the spot you were standing. "Where are ya, babe? ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED!"

《》 You heard her behind a thick tree stump. "Oh my god, you're such an idiot. That movie wasn't even good, and you still quote it every chance you get." She laughed. You loved her laugh.

《》 "You need to get your goons let go of me." You said that knowing full well she was going to empty her gun on you first. "And you ... need to chill out." You popped a few bubbles with the gum you were chewing.

《》 "Fine, you win. I surrender." You saw her head pop up like a little forest animal looking around. "So goddamn adorable," you said under your breath.

《》 "That easily," she said. "I love wearing the pants in this relationship." She came towards you, unzipping her coveralls.

《》 "Hange! Wh – zip those back up!" She just smiled and looked at you through her glasses.

《》 "I think I'm going to take this off for what I'm going to do to you next out here." You blushed, your face a deep red next to the muscular arms of her goons – really just her teammates.

《》 "Babe! There will be kids out here soon!" You tried to protest.

《》 "Y/n, you're the only one acting like a kid! Just shut up! <Goon name>, cover y/n's eyes, please."

《》 "Hoh — shit. Look, Z, I'm sorry, ok? I'm so so so sorry! Please, at least lemme look at you!" You were a pathetic idiot at her disposal.

《》 "Jus' relax, dumbass. <Goons name>, uncover their eyes, please."

《》 Your eyes adjusted to the barrel stuck to your nose. "Han– you said you weren't gonna –" she was wearing almost all black as she got down on one knee and pressed the tip into your face again.

《》 The ring was resting on the sight at the end pressed to your face. "Will you marry me?" She asked, smiling up at you.

《》 "You – you're not gonna shoot me?" You ask her. "Oh, no, sweetheart. Don't worry. I'm still going to shoot you. I just wanted to ask you this before I obliterated your ass."

《》 You wriggle out of her goons arms and start to run away. "I'll marry you! Of course! But not before I take you dow-"

《》 There was a sting in your back. You'd been shot. "Gotcha!" She doubled over laughing. "Now come talk cake with me!"

@ch-4-s-3

#aot #aot hange #aot hange zoe #aot zoe #attack on titan #attack on titan hange #whatever #x reader #aot x reader #hange x reader #hange x y/n #hange x you

[thebossestunicycle]

Final Flash Update: an actual review

The DCEU has always been very hit or miss for me, but it has a special place in my heart. When Man of Steel came out, my dad was OBSESSED with it (still is), and it became the first superhero movie I ever watched. Despite the mediocre scores internet-wide (and how the terraforming scared the shit out of me as a kid), I cannot help but love that film to death. It really sparked my interest with superheroes and just ‘nerdier’ stuff in general.

While the DCEU opened me up to the whole world of superheroes, it also became part of what made me so weary of comic book movies. While there were good movies like Wonder Woman (2017) and (hot take) Black Adam, and great ones like the Snydercut, there were also huge disappointments that left me feeling pissed off when the theater lights turned back on. It’s not like all of these movies are downright horrible in every way (exception being 2016’s Suicide Squad), but each seemed to have its own form of kryptonite. The Justice League (2017)’s being its lack of character development; Wonder Woman 1984’s forgettable plot; and of course, Batman v. Superman’s Martha scene.

With the DCEU’s track record, the over saturation of superhero media, and with Ezra Miller being… Ezra Miller, my hopes for this movie were extremely low. But I actually left the theater feeling pretty.. decent?

Here are my main takeaways. Spoilers ahead:

Plot + Characters

As of now, I haven’t noticed any critical plot holes, which is pretty great, especially considering it’s a multiverse movie and all. Everything that blew up in Barry’s face was tied up nicely. But I am sorta curious to see how moving the tomato can caused Ben Affleck to become George Clooney.

The time mechanics were also pretty neat, like how a new future creates a new past.

I kinda like Barry a lot. He’s wicked awkward but it’s funny to watch.

Younger Barry too! He was such an airhead in the beginning that I was shocked to find out he was the guy that our Barry kept seeing when he time travelled.

I found Keaton’s Batman entertaining too. But the whole time Keaton didn’t really seem like he was trying to act. He just looked happy to be Batman again, which I can’t blame him for. On that note, I wish Bale’s Batman made a cameo somehow.

I was underwhelmed with the Zod plot. I was ready to watch him totally kick Flash’s ass. I didn’t mind Kara, but again she was a bit underwhelming too.

I got excited when Zod mentioned discovering Clark in his pod somewhere in space. I was like “Oh shit, did they take him in and train him to fight for them?” Seeing an evil Superman would’ve been crazy, but nah, they just killed him instead. Lame-os.

Effects / CGI

Oh man, I did not enjoy some of the choices made here.

First of all, the deep fake cameos. And also, deepfaking people like Adam West and all, who are dead, is a little odd. However Nicholas Cage showing up was very funny.

Then there was the CGI in the Speedverse (?? correct me if that’s the wrong name). It was video-game level. I felt like I was watching a skyrim-inspired acid trip.

Even outside of speedverse, the quality was really spotty.

Action

Oh my god, it’s so refreshing when there’s even the tiniest ounce of creativity in fight scenes (Looking at you, MCU).

Diving deeper into Barry’s powers was cool and seeing him fight with (and then against) himself was neat!

Then there was also pretty standard Batman stuff that I’m a sucker for

NEEDED a better Kara v. Zod fight. I wanted lasers. I wanted them to go to space. ANYTHING

Overall Emotional Reaction

Both Barrys hit hard a few times. The desperation to fix everything. Having to let go of their mom and accept their fate(s?). The scene when he said goodbye to her for the last time was pretty sad.

The themes were simple: accept your past; pain makes us who we are; etc etc. But there’s nothing really wrong with that.

The jokes landed! I laughed with, not at, most things

…Okay, I did laugh out loud at some things, like the deepfakes and when the Barrys phased for the first time.

But yeah, it was really enjoyable to watch. The runtime wasn’t an issue at all. Dull moments were rare (though I didn’t give a single shit about Barry’s dating life at all)

Final Score:

Characters: 7/10

Plot: 7/10

CGI: 4/10

Action: 7/10

6.3 / 10

If I had to rank: above Black Adam, below Wonder Woman

but seriously can they just recast flash already. I wish ezra miller all the best on rehabbing themselves, and they really do a great job with the character, but it’s like they’re trying to get a jail sentence with everything they’ve done

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