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gaymurdersalad · 3 months

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Hey Jack! I think Dave is.. looking for you. You should probably check on him-

>Looking for me?

>The bastard practically wanted me dead on Monday when I refused his little kid-killing scheme. Straight up left the restaurant and didn’t show his face again, he was so mad.

>Why in the hell would he suddenly be looking for me?

>Even if he was, I wouldn’t know the first place to fucking—

>Mmmmyyy body lies overrr the ocean, my boooody lies over the seaaaaa—

>I’mmm no gooood at astraaaaal projectionnnn, so brrriiiing back my bodddyyyyy to meeeee!

>Oh, holy fuck, I’vvvve nevvvver felt ssssooooooo… Un-Coporeal. Wuwuuuuugghh, what issss… Within it me is outside o’ me… And whaasss inside of mmmmeeeee is SOOOOOOOO much LSD.

>Hooooow’d I even ennnndup here? What the hell did you get yourself int’, you big clown? I’m not surrrre, I just woke up out hereeee, again… What would Henry think? Who cares! He hates mmmmeeee!! He pushed me aside he did, he did! How’d he do that, then? He says “Get ouuuuutta here, you purple menace you, and leave me the hell alone for as long as your pitiful life stays clinging to this wretched Earth!” Why’d he say such a thing? I duunnoooooo! Was it something you did? You’re always getting yourself into trouble, you. Please leaaaave me alone, leave me to rot here, you… Yew… Schtewpid bastard, you caaaan’t stop bothering me, both you AND him…

>I’ve never done nothing to warrant this! I’m yer friend, Davey! Yer nothin’ but some bassard keepin’ me angry, you rotten fuck you, I wish you’d both fuck off hand ‘n hand and go… Go stuff yourselves in a waterlogged springlock suit, fuck you!

>A VISSSSITOR. Who— Who arrives?!

>… Dave?

>Sportsy! Old Jack! Whateerrr yoooouuu doin’ here?! You smell different. Yer wearin’ that coat!

>… Jesus Christ, dude. I’ve never seen you this bad.

>Aannnnnd I’ve never seen yew so good lookin’, handsome.

>Alright… Let’s… Let’s get you up, it’s freezing out here, man.

>Ohhhh, yer sooooo warm, Sportsy… I juuuusssss wanna crawl inside yer skinnn and wear ya as a jacket… Heh! Jack-et!

>… Thank… You…? I’m going to ignore you for a bit, is that alright dude?

>Yew can do whateeeeeever yew want, cowboy, I juss love ya soooo much…

>We’re gonna go back to my place, okay buddy? Get you under some covers and make sure you don’t accidentally… Hurt yourself. Let you sit the rest of this out someplace comfortable.

>Yer… Yer takin’ care of me, baby?

>Only ‘cause I know you won’t remember it.

>Yer… Yer sucha nice boy, sucha sweet sweet tangerine, you…

>Y’know, I wus… I’ve been… feeling preeeety rancid lately, Sportsy. Henry… Kicked me to the curb again, said I don’t wantcha here, and I wus… wanted… spend time with ya, Sportsy, like old times, I wanted t’… I missed… yew. ‘Nd yer dumb stupid clementine face, that schtewpid beard— If… If Henry don’t want me, then I know… I wus always thinking, I thought— Sportsy’s there! There’ll alllllways be Sportsy! B— Because there ain’t Sportsy, it’s just me, and just me makes me wanna die. I don’t wanna die. I don’t wanna die when yer holdin’ me.

>I’m… It’s pretty fuckin’ radical… that yew still care. Still the… same rotten orange I knew and loved.

>…

>… I…

>I still care. It’s okay.

>It is?

>It’s okay.

>… Let’s… Get you home. Try and relax, we’re only a block away from my car. You can sleep when we’re on the road.

>Gnnaaaaarly… Road trip with Old Sport!

>Yeah, man, sure. Gnarly.

#murder salad #gaymurdersalad #salad lore

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coryosbaby · 1 year

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HEAR ME OUTTT-

reader gets a hold of Ethans Ghostface mask and takes pictures of her in it along with her in lingerie and sends it to him while he’s in class or smth 🫣 I’m being bold and asking this un anonymously 😊 LOVE U! !!! !!

OH. MY. GOOOOD. I luv u

Warning: sexting, degrading, dom! Ethan, sub! Reader

bunny <3: *one attachment image*

Ethan furrows his eyebrows at the notification on his phone. You usually never text him during class unless its an emergency. He sneaks his phone under the table, careful to not be a distraction.

When he opens it his eyes go as wide as saucers and he quickly turns off his screen.

He can’t believe you’d do something so stupid! As beautiful as you look, as hard as the boy’s cock gets, he’s mad at you. He waits until the coast is clear again before replying.

Peach 🍑💋: what do you think you’re doing?

You smile. The ghostface mask and a large kitchen knife sits beside you on the bed, and you’re wearing pink lingerie with a pink garter on your left thigh. You love annoying Ethan, and besides, you look hot as hell. He should be grateful you’ve done this for him.

You: having fun :)

Peach 🍑💋: Yeah, I’m sure you are.

You excitedly pull the mask back over your head and lay on your stomach. You snap another picture, one of you with your feet in the air and the knife held at the mouth of the mask.

Peach 🍑💋: I would stop now before you get ahead, sweetheart. You know I don’t reward naughty girls.

You smile, knowing you’re about to be in for it.

You: but you always reward me anyway, sir.

You: because I’m spoiled 😊

Needless to say, Ethan is leaving his econ class early as he types out the last message.

Peach 🍑💋 : we’ll see about that.

#this is bad I’m sorry #bro had Econ #Ethan landry #Ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x fem! reader #ethan landry x bimbo! reader #dom! Ethan landry #sub! reader #bimbo! reader #scream 6 #scream

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mushroommanstan · 1 year

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Creepy Tenko part 5

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Part 1

Part 4

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A warm breeze hit you as the door to the Mexican-style café swung open, bringing with it an aroma of steaming plates and exotic spices. You smiled. You’ve always liked this place, so it’s all luck that your new friend would meet you here. Maybe Tenko will like it too! …When he decides to join you of course.

You didn’t mind leaving him in the car as he recuperated, him saying he’ll join you in just a sec, but you couldn’t help the doubt clouding your mind based on his tired appearance. You swear to god if he falls asleep in your car you’re actually gonna kill him.

“Hey! Over here!” A girl called, her wavy (obviously fake) blond hair bouncing with her enthusiastic motions. She was waving her arms around above her head like she was trying to get the attention of someone from space.

You walked over there, a few of her friends loudly guffawing at stupid internet memes. You swear to god even from that distance you could tell they were resembling a middle school cafeteria table.

None the less, you sat down, your comfy seat squishing under you as you lost yourself in the cafes natural atmosphere for just a moment. A moment that was interrupted by said girl tapping her nails on the counter obnoxiously, lips puckered as she pouted at you.

“Oh my gooood! What took you so long? We were like waiting for you for like forever!”

You chuckled awkwardly. “Yeah sorry, heh, I uh… got caught up. I actually-I hope you don’t mind brut I met this really cute guy and I invited him.”

Her expression dropped immediately. “Oh my god! Who is it? Is he hot?”

“He’s way hot. You actually might know him, he’s really cute but really shy and he loves Super Hero Advent-“

“Yeah yeah yeah” she interrupted, “but when do we get to meet him? I want him to be here when we talk about how you stood up t-“

“Oh there he is! Hey! We’re over here!” You called to your seemingly clueless new friend, his hood pulled over his head making him difficult to identify at first. But you’d recognize those ruby red eyes anywhere.

The moment everyone saw him, the men’s balls simultaneously disappeared and the woman’s smile dropped immediately. Dear god pleas me don’t let him be the guy you were talking about. There’s no way, right?

He formed a small smile when he saw you, making his way over to the table without taking his eyes off yours, and consequentially bumping into a few chairs and tables. He arrived, standing in front of you with his face still flushed from… actually you don’t think you’ve ever seen his face not flushed. Or, at least, not when he wasn’t looking at you. Cutie.

You got up, allowing him entrance to the booth and he sat down immediately, again not looking at where he was aiming and accidentally squishing his leg against the blonde next to him.

He mumbled a quick apology, again still looking at you, while you sat back down.

“Have you guys met Tenko before?”

All their faces were ghost pale. Any and all chatter between them stopped, replaced by rushed whispers and fleeting glances.

You looked behind yourself, then behind Tenko. “What?”

“N-nothing…” she gasped out, stuttering while looking at Tenko like he was holding her at gun point.

He scoffed, his face losing a little bit of its color as he was reminded of the situation he was in. He scoffed, pulling the hood further over his face, scratching his neck and picking up a menu.

The table was dead quiet apart from his scratching, the air so tense you could cut it with a knife. You sighed, looks like you’ll have to get the conversation going.

“So… what’re your guys thinking of getting?”

“A restraining order” one of them whispered.

“What?”

“Oh, uh… a hamburger…”

You snarked. “Uh, you do realize this is a Mexican place?”

The guy blinked in shock. “Oh, yeah, right.”

You rolled your eyes, smirking, returning to the menu in contemplation. “Hmm, yeah, I think I’ll have the chicken quesadilla. What’re you getting Ten?”

Ten? Did this girl seriously just call Shimura ‘Ten’? Did she have a death wish? What was happening?! God what the hells wrong with her?

Tenkos attention was brought back to you, the small smile returning to his face as he rested his chin on his hand. God you were beautiful. He can’t believe he just wasted precious viewing time over some stupid social anxiety. Those npcs can go fuck themselves, all eyes are on you.

He hummed, mimicking yours and stopped his scratching. His posture relaxed, a sight that made you feel more at ease as some of the crushing pressure was lifted.

“Yeah I don’t know. I’ve heard their shrimp enchiladas pretty good. Maybe we could share it? Something tells me you’ll be, uh, eating light.”

He gave you a knowing look, prompting you to smirk and jokingly slap his shoulder. The blonde girl flinched when you told him to shut up, backing away even more so from Tenko as if he was about to explode.

But instead he just laughed, a big, hearty laugh that broadened his horrific smile and made everyone at the table shiver. They’ve never seen him smile like that. What in the ever loving fuck was going on.

One of the guys cleared his throat, the shock fading and letting him remember himself. Whatever, he’s not s-scared of this weird assh-hole. If he thinks he can ruin everyone’s good time he’s got another thing coming.

He broadened his shoulders, straightening his back and puffing out his chest, composing himself. Seeing this the rest follow, their fear turning into annoyance and spite.

It’s obvious you don’t know who this guy really is. I mean, why else would you hang out with him?! They just need to get him to leave, you’ll thank them later.

“So… y/n, how long have you two… uh… known each other?” The blonde asked cautiously, eyes trained on Tenko, watching for any subtle movements.

“We’ve just met actually, we’ve maybe known each other for, what, a few days? But I’d say we’re still pretty good friends!”

Tenko turned to them, beaming. “Yeah! We’re friends!”

He stopped, face falling slightly in contemplation, a small moment that made everyone tense.

“I guess that makes you guys my friends to-“

“NO!” One of them blurted, almost as surprised as you were at what came out of their mouths. “N-no, no I d-dont think we’re friends.” The shrunk back further into their chair, trying to escape his shocked expression.

You glared at them like they’d just kicked a puppy.

“O-oh, yeah… right, yeah sorry, I uh… I got carried away.” Tenko laughed, hardly genuine. Both hands raised to his neck, scraping the skin harshly while the corners of his mouth twitched.

The sight pained you, and you felt the urge to embrace him in a big hug until he felt better. Instead, you rested your hand on his leg, causing his scratching to slow down as he was reminded of your presence. You smiled, helping him calm down as said hand raised to take his away from his neck.

But before you could the blonde took her drink and splashed it on him. He flinched, the ice falling down into his pants and causing him to yelp and scramble out of the booth.

“Whoops! Sorry, uh, there’s a bathroom over there. Better dry that off before it stains.”

Now, normally, Tenko wouldn’t give any shits about stains. But… this was his favorite hoodie. So he nodded, briskly walking to the bathroom as you stared in shock.

All of you waited until the door slammed shut and the lock clicked.

“What the hells the matter with you?!” You whisper yelled, fired up and ready to throw some hands if they don’t apologize.

“What’s the matter with me? What’s the matter with you? What the hell are you doing with fucking Shimura?”

You scoffed. “Relax, we’re just friends! God! What is he your ex or something?!”

She laughed mockingly, as if the very question was an insult.

“No he’s not my ex thank god! Do I look dead to you?”

“What?” The fuck did she mean by that?

“Listen. You have to get out of here. He’s dangerous. Cut off all contact with him and I’ll consider forgiving you for bringing that ‘thing’ to lunch. What, do you have a death wish? I-“

You interrupted her with your own mocking laugh. Tenko? Dangerous? Is she joking?

“Yeah, ok, he’s soooo dangerous. Seriously have you even met the guy?”

“HAVE YOU?! DO YOU EVEN KNOW THAT HE-“

The door swung open and both of your mouths slammed shut. He sulked back to the table, his hoodie dry but not fully repaired. God, you hated how uncomfortable he looked.

Despite his previous seat, you instead offered yours, elbowing the blonde discreetly as you scooted down the booth. He took his seat silently, eyes facing the floor sadly.

You’d almost forgotten how uncomfortable they’d made him. It pissed you off, and you glared at them again. The blonde glared back, though you could see the way her eyes switched from you to Tenko nervously. You smirked.

“Hey Ten, earlier you were saying something about your new high score? How’d that happen?” You asked, his eyes lifting from his shoes to yours as he recalled the momentous occasion.

“O-oh, that, well… it’s not that big ‘a deal, you guys probably don’t wanna hear about it…” he mumbled, absentmindedly pushing around a dollop of salsa on his plate with a tortilla chip.

“Oh cmon, it’s a great story! I’d love to hear it again! I’m sure they’d love to hear it too! Wouldn’t you love to hear it?”

They said nothing.

“They’d love to hear it!”

Tenko took a sip of water, steeling his nerves, before he started mumbling the beginning of his tale. It took a bit, but with some encouraging nods and questions you were able to get him back to the way he was when you two were alone. Charming and enthusiastic, making sound effects and doing wild hand gestures as he lost himself in his own story.

You looked at him, hair bouncing, eyes bright without a care, a faint blush from excitement as he completely nerded out in-front of the bullies sitting with you, and you looked back at the girl in disbelief.

“Dangerous?” You mouthed sarcastically, looking at her like she said the dumbest thing ever. And she did, didn’t she? How could this little cinnamon roll hurt even a fly?

You could see she was starting to understand, they all were, that he wasn’t some serial killer and instead just a nerdy, special little guy. Finally, finally they relaxed, even going as far as to meekly ask small questions to which he happily answered.

By some miracle, the atmosphere changed, and soon everyone was engaging with him in his rants, laughing and smiling like they had forgotten all previous fears. Now you would never be able to tell that only just minutes ago were they cowering in fear over this goofball, finally letting go and seeing him for what he is, just a funny lil guy.

Tenko held back tears of happiness, so much positive attention overstimulating him in the best ways possible. He looked into their eyes and they looked back, this time without fear, and he had never thought of such a good feeling.

For once in his life, he felt accepted, and he never realized until then how much he yearned for this.

So of course something has to come along and ruin this happy moment. That something being, three masked men with guns rushing into the cafe.

“NOBODY MOVE! THIS IS A ROBBERY!!!”

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Bum bum bum, suspenseful music cue. You’ll have to wait a while till the next one probably.

Alright so I’m gonna level with y’all, this is not proof-read (like usual) because it has been sitting in my drafts for so long and I just wanna get it done… hope you guys like it, really sorry for the long wait

#shigaraki tenko #my hero academia #shigaraki fanfiction #my hero academia shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x y/n #boku no hero academia tomura #shigaraki fluff #shigaraki tomura #shigaraki smut

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bep1erfics · 1 year

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kim gyuvin - back to you 😵‍💫

“why, oh why, does god keep bringing me, back to you?”

synopsis: during your finals week, you happen to run into your childhood crush while studying at the library. 📚

kim gyuvin - back to you

strolling down the chaotic hallways, the bells finally rang, signalling that it was the end of school. you walked towards the lockerbays, grabbing a few textbooks and your bag, so you could study for your finals at the library after school.

as you closed your locker, your friends ran up to you and invited you to come with them to the arcade with a few other boys from your class.

“hey! y/n, come with us to the arcade. we need you to win that stupid dog plushy so taerae will stop nagging for it.”

you wanted to go so badly, but on the other hand, using the little time you had to prepare for your exams was more important than anything. if you needed to pull all nighters at the library to pass, then so be it. you couldn’t risk getting grounded again, as it mean absolutely no going out or any pocket money for three months.

your mom’s nagging started ringing in your ears:

“if you spend so much time with your friends after school, i’m gonna send you to boarding school”

hell no, you weren’t gonna risk being confined to your room OR go to boarding school.

“nah, you guys win it without me. i’m gonna study at the library, taerae’s loud voice is gonna send my eardrums bleeding for a good five hours.”

you said bye to your friends and quickly ran to the library, losing track of time. it was a thursday, meaning that the library was usually filled to the brim due to it being a weekly study-day.

dashing towards the library door, you push it, feeling ever so restless. your doll eyes scan the quiet building, finding no free seats. you were about to exit the library, giving up. but there was one seat left at the back, next to a boy that seemed to be in your grade.

gaining up the courage to ask the guy if he could remove his bag so you could sit next to him, you couldn’t help but want to take a good look at his face as only his back was in sight.

you leaned in closer, maybe a little too close because the guy finally turned to face your direction. if it wasn’t already bad enough, your eyes were opened so wide as you realised it was kim gyuvin, the talk of the whole school.

the both of you used to be friends in elementary school, but drifted apart as you grew up.

if you were daydreaming, gyuvin looking at you with the most puzzled expression plastered over his well-proportioned face woke you up.

“can i sit here, please?”

you gulped hard, standing there in silence. gyuvin sighed hardly, finally removing his bag and placed it on the table.

to be polite, you thanked him and quickly sat down, taking out your laptop and tried to not freak out. butterflies started popping out of your chest as gyuvin’s intimidating stare was seen in your peripheral vision.

‘why is he looking at me?’ you thought to yourself.

hoping he didn’t remember you, you automatically ignore his whole existence, blocking out your thoughts with the loudest music ever.

out of habit, you accidentally “quietly” sang the song you were currently listening to, forgetting that the most popular guy at school was right besides you.

“oooooooohhhh wwwhhhhhy oooohhhh whyyy does gooood keeeeep bringing meeeee, bacckkcckk to youuu BABY”

“hehe”

gyuvin started to laugh hysterically, so loud that the entire population on earth franticly gave him the biggest side eye.

you took your headphones off, wondering why he was laughing like he had just witnessed two monkeys making out.

“what’s so funny, gyuvin?”

you put your hands on your mouth. calling him by his first name wasn’t on your to-do list. was he gonna think you were weird for calling him by his name when he literally forgot yours?

“i didn’t know you could sing so well, y/n.”

at this point, you were shocked he even remembered your name. his stunt at the start of your study session made you think he thought you were a random hell of a nerd sitting next to him. your cheeks started to turn bright red.

“now you’ve got me in the mood for singing. what about we ditch the library and go for some karaoke?”

“i’d rather burn in hell than sing with you”

“says the one that wanted to marry me in kindergarten. cmon, i’m not taking no for an answer.”

gyuvin’s eyes softened, practically making you give in.

“fine, but promise me you won’t tell anyone about that stupid crush i had on you.”

“to be completely honest, i liked you as well. if you confessed to me earlier, i wonder what would’ve happened between us?”

you pinched his fingers and then crossed your arms, regretting your decision to come to the library. spending your whole allowance on claw machines probably would’ve prevented you from being forced to go to karaoke with gyuvin.

taking your silence as a sign of you being embarrassed, gyuvin grabbed your hands, dragging you out of the library.

let’s just say from then on, you couldn’t get your mind off of gyuvin. were you really about to fall for him all over again?

#boys planet #kpop imagines #boysplanet999 #kim gyuvin #gyuvin #boys planet scenarios #boys planet imagines #ricky boys planet #fanfic #keita ciipher #shen quanrui #fiction #gyuvin boys planet

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zeltqz · 1 year

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your secret

pairing. fwb!atsumu x fem!reader

synopsis. atsumu comes to your work shift because he wants some attention

authors note: my first haikyuu fic omgmggmgmgmgmg hehe i love atsumu so much

content. friends with benefits, praising, oral sex, secret situationship; you and atsumu mess around in secret because you don't like attention

“I did gooood didn’t I?” Atsumu nudged at his twin, looking even smuger than usual. It made Osamu sick; not because his twin was in a happy mood, but because he did do good. He scored the final point at the very last second.

“Yeah, you were amazing.” Despite such a pleasant statement, the tone in Osamu’s voice stated otherwise. It was sarcastic and dry, but Atsumu was high enough on his own emotions to even notice the very ironic tone.

Atsumu’s day was already going great, amplified ten fold when he looked past Suna’s head, at the table right behind you. He’d recognise the back of your head from anywhere. He’d gotten praise from everyone but you. He’s craving it now, his fingers tingle with the need to get validation from you.

He was going to go to your house after dinner with his friends, tell you about his awesome heroic victory and hopefully sleep with you. But why wait, when you are right there.

He waits for you to finish serving that table, that sweet smile you give to the table before you’re heading to the back. He quickly sticks his hand up, fast enough to almost slap his brother in the face to grab your attention. You turn to head towards the table, only to freeze in your step when you realise who exactly is at that table.

Oh, you could just kill him.

Atsumu can see that moment of hesitation in your step, like you’re contemplating whether or not to dash towards the back, grab one of your fellow waiters to tend their table.

But it was already too late. Atsumu’s long ass arm in the air already attracted the attention of your manager who’s urging you to stop standing in the middle of the restaurant and go to the table.

If only she knew why you were hesitating to go. You put on your best smile and over to the table, repeating the same phrase you’ve said at least 50 times today. “How can I help you today?”

Osamu looks up from his phone. “Oh shit. (Y/n), you work here?”

Upon hearing your name, Suna also lifts his head up. He’s more silent than his friend, simply looks you up and down before looking back over at his phone. A reaction you didn’t mind, at least he didn’t have to vocalise his words.

Atsumu is ignoring the death glare you’re currently sending him. “May I have more water please?” He gestures towards his half empty glass of water.

You look down at the glass. “Maybe you should finish it first?”

Atsumu’s smile gets wiped off his face the moment at that realisation. This is what he gets for mustering up an excuse on the spot.

“Ignore his stupid ass.” Osamu knocks him on the head with his elbow.

“I’m not stupid!” Atsumu tries to hit him back but is stopped when you ask them politely to stop fighting in a restaurant.

“That’s a debatable statement.” “That’s debatable.” You and Suna both say at the same time. A small chuckle leaves his lips and a small smile grows on your own. Atsumu notices and his brows crease in frustration. Not at what you both said; no not that, he’s used to handling the verbal abuse from his friends and sometimes you. It’s the fact that you both are looking at each other and smiling at each other and saying the same things at the same time—

Without thinking, he grabs his half-empty glass of water and downs it so quick it almost spills on the table. You look at him, confused, before he’s placing the glass back on the table. “Show me where to fill this up.”

“Uh—okay?” You reach forward to grab the glass and head towards the fill station. Atsumu is following behind you, standing a bit too close for comfort as he watches you fill up the water glass.

He leans down to whisper in your ear. “So…guess what?”

You stiffen upon hearing his voice so close to your ear. “I don’t care Atsumu,”

“Damn. Atsumu? What happened to that cute nickname you used to give me all the time.”

“Shut up. I’m mad at you.” You turn off the tap and hand him his glass of water. “Why did you bring them here? What part of ‘I want us’ “ you gesture at the both of you “to be a secret don’t you understand?”

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking. I just wanted to see you.” He presses a kiss to your earlobe. “Forgive me? Please?”

You groan, allowing him to leave kisses along your jawline. “...Fine. But stop kissing me, I’m workin—”

“Take a break.” He muffles into the skin of your neck.

“I—I can’t.”

“Please?”

He pulls out from the junction in your neck to press his forehead against yours. You stare deep into his hazel eyes, as if he’s trying to coax you into doing what he says. And man, it’s working. His stare paired along with the hand trailing up your leg, resting on the bristsles of your skirt. “Go to the bathroom, I’ll be right there.”

His smile is so contagious, he’s pressing a warm kiss to your nose before he’s bouncing to the bathrooms. You head to the back, asking your manager for a quick 15 minute break. She looks hesitant and first because the restaurant is extra busy tonight but you tell her you’ll make it up for her next shift. After a couple more moments of pleading, she’s letting you take a small break, so you head towards the bathroom where you saw Atsumu go inside.

“Sorry I took so lon—.” You allow Atsumu to press you up against the counter, his fingers lifting up your chin to slot your lips together. “Wait.” You tap at his chest to grab his attention.

“Hm?”

“You said you wanted to tell me something? Earlier.”

You watch as his face falls a little, trying to remember. “Oh! Yeah! I won the game.”

“Really?! Congratulations ’Tsumu!” You hug him, wrapping your arms tight around his neck. He’s pulling you closer, a hand drifting downwards to wrap your legs around his waist. “I’m so proud of you.” You mutter in his ear.

Your praise sends a shiver down his spine and he holds you tighter. He gently moves you to sit on the counter and maneouvers himself between your legs. “Praise me more.”

“You’re so stupid.” You chuckle airily, gasping when his hands tighten on your waist.

“How long do we have? Fifteen minutes?”

“Actually—” You groan, digging your fingers in his hair when he lays kisses along your neck, taking his sweet time because he thinks you have fifteen minutes. “We have about five…”

“Five?” He pulls out from your neck and looks at you confused.

“I’m sorry! My manager wouldn’t let me have fifteen…”

“Guess we will have to make the most of it.” He pushes you down from the counter, digging his fingers into your tights and pulls them down your legs.

“Wait…you’re doing that here?! Now?!”

“Yeah? I’ll be quick.” He gets on his knees, pressing a kiss to your inner thigh. He lifts your leg, putting it over his shoulder for better placement, tugging you forward.

“’Tsumu, this isn’t very sanitary—” You’re cut off when he licks up your slit, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking harshly. “Oh fuck.” You exhale shakily, a hand coming up to your mouth to stiffen your moan, the other tracks downwards to the puffy ball of blonde hair beneath you, digging your fingers into the strands.

His tongue laves ruthlessly at your clit, eyes closed shut as he loses himself in your pussy, moving a finger up to press at your slit, tickling the hole before slipping it inside. “’Tsum—oh my god—yes!” You whimper, voice muffled by your palm as he fucks his fingers deeper inside you, briefly moving his lips away from your clit to lick at your juices along the inside of your thighs.

It’s messy, so messy but you can’t bring him to stop. Not with the way he’s adding a second finger to the mix, pumping them out at a lazy pace, but enough to have your entire face flushing, enough to have you biting down on the inside of your palms to stiffen your moans.

He lifts himself up from the ground, fingers still twisting inside you and leans in for a kiss. You wrap your arms around his neck, holding him closer to you as he pushes his tongue past your lips. You're moaning into his mouth, allowing his fingers to brush up against your spot. “’Tsumu, I’m gonna cum—”

“Cum on my fingers, babe.” He breaks the kiss to look down at where his fingers are pumping inside you, the wet slick sound it makes as he somehow pushes his fingers even deeper.

“Oh sh—fuck! I’m gon—” Your scream is cut off when he kisses you briefly.

“D’ya wanna get us caught?” He smiles against your lips and you look up at him, dazily before hiding your face in his neck, cumming on his fingers, hiding your moan in his shirt.

It feels like forever until he pulls his fingers out and you can’t help but cover your face when he licks at his fingers that are absolutely soaked with your juices. “’Tsumu, can you stop! That’s so embarrassing.” You move his fingers away from his mouth but he’s gotten them sealed tight, like a vacuum to it’s dust.

“Not my fault you taste so good.” He’s wiping his spit soaked fingers against his pants before kissing you again. “By the way, that definitely was more than five minutes.”

You blink, trying to understand what he means until you remember where you are right now and panic. “Oh shit!” You’re pushing past him to slide off the counter, tugging your tights backup and readjust your uniform. “Never come here unannounced again.” You poke at his chest.

“I’ll be here same time next week.” He winks at you and you’re scoffing before exiting the bathroom. He waits a couple seconds to avoid suspicion before he’s heading back to his table.

“How long does it take to get some fucking water?” Suna says the moment Atsumu comes to sit back down.

“Yeah, it’s been like ten minutes.”

“Was busy.” His smile is extra cheerful today and they look at him weirdly before he’s adjusting himself in his seat to try and get a better look at you working. He waits until you’re sitting down at the back, wiping some sweat from your forehead before he brings out his phone to text you.

Atsumu: did i tell u that u look sexy in that uniform ;)

Me: why havent you left yet

Atsumu: that’s not how to treat customers

Me: pls go home. I cant work properly with you here

Atsumu: are u gettin shy on me?

Me: no ur just staring at me like a creep. Stop

Atsumu: ok ill look at your sexy manager instead

Me: fuck u

Atsumu: I WAS JOKING STOP

His text goes unnoticed by you as you turn off your phone, making sure to silence notifications and stuff it in the pocket of your apron.

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hearts4golbach · 2 months

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The Night Shift.

Johnnie Guilbert x Fem!Reader.

Chapter 12.

I quickly tidied up my small apartment after everyone had left, resulting in me crashing on the couch. I sighed contently, pulling out my phone as I felt it buzz.

jake: so when is you amd Johnnie's wedding?

me: you've used that joke like 10 times get better

jake: shut up but fr whats going onnnn

me: jake you literally love with him idk why you're asking me cause idk

me: live*

jake: yes y/n I'm in love with johnnie

jake: oh.

me: shut up 😭

jake: ig I'll go have a chat with johnnje

me: that's not scary at all

jake: :)

me: ok lmk please

jake: sorry, bro code still exists

me: oh my GOOOOD jake I swear

me: whatever goodnight twink

jake: nighty night

I left him on read and got up, making my way into my bedroom. of course, the one thing I forgot to do was make my bed. you could still see the way the covers were twisted from where me and johnnie laid. I smiled softly to myself, sitting down on the bed and undressing.

my phone went off once more. I rolled my eyes, assuming it was jake coming back to bully me more. i picked up my phone off the night stand and read the message I had gotten.

mom: hey honey! how have you been? me and your father will be coming to town in March to check on you and the cafe. well see you soon! miss you bunches.

I didn't bother opening the message, internally groaning at the thought of having to see my parental figures for more than a day. every time they visited, they'd stay around a week and constantly harass me. it always messed up my whole schedule, and now it'd be even worse with johnnie, jake, and Tara in my life. I wouldn't hear the end of it from them. I'd get my ear chewed off by them, saying my friends are weird or stupid shit that wasn't true. if they weren't the perfect people, then they were nobody to my parents. it was dissapointing to me, and honestly embarrassing. i tossed my phone onto the nightstand and placed my hands over my face, sighing loudly. my phone vibrated loudly, startling me out of my exasperated state. i groaned, assuming it was someone i wouldn't be very happy talking to. i let it ring a little longer before reading the caller ID. my phone read "johnnie." i flew out of my bed, snatching my phone. i answered his face time call after making sure my hair wasn't a mess.

"hello?" johnnies raspy voice came through the phone, making me face heat up. he was close to the camera, i was only able to see his nose and eyes.

"Hi, johnnie." I smiled, matching his camera angle. "what's up?"

"I'm bored and playing fortnite alone." he said, propping his phone up.

"oh shit, I've never really played fortnite." I admitted.

"we gotta change that." he smirked. "i'll have to teach you how to play next time you come over."

i smiled, "okay."

it went silent for a bit, allowing me to examine his makeup. he had streaks of eyeliner coming down one eye with bright blue eyeshadow around and on his eyelid. somehow, he noticed me staring. he obviously had an amazing eye, considering we were on the phone and not in person. "what?" he giggled, a light blush showing through his makeup.

"i don't know, i like your makeup." i looked at the ceiling instead of the phone, laying down to get comfortable. i propped my phone up on my nightstand.

"really?" his smile grew, "you should let me do yours sometime. i mean, i usually don't like doing other peoples, but i think it'd be fun with you."

i wondered what made me different than anyone else, but i didn't bother asking. i rubbed my eyes and muttered, "sounds fun."

"you tired?" he asked, his whole demeanor changing as i heard shooting coming from the background. his hands fondled with the controller swiftly as he fought the other player. his eyebrows scrunched together as he focused, his smiling dropping.

"i mean, yeah." i laughed at him. "that seems intense."

he tossed his hands up in the air in defeat. "what the fuck, dude." i continued to laugh at him, causing him to look at the phone. "wow."

"i'm sorry, it's just funny as fuck seeing you like this." i explained, gently closing my eyes.

he rolled his eyes playfully. "whatever." he had a small smile on his face as he loaded into the next match. "you know what else would be fun?"

"hm?"

"if we went to a concert together." he pondered. "have you ever been to a concert before?"

"no, just school concerts." i said. "who would we even go see?"

"i don't know. my chemical romance, really whoever's in town." he paused. "that we like."

"well, obviously. you like my chemical romance?" i asked, surprised.

"is it not obvious?" he giggled.

i rolled my eyes. "whatever. mcr is one of my favorite bands, though. i never hear about anyone who likes them anymore."

"i love them too." he smiled at me.

the silence began to lull me to sleep, along with johnnies presence on the other side of the phone. my eyes began to feel heavy, and i eventually fell asleep.

#fanfiction #fanfic #cafe aesthetic #cafe #johnnie guilbert #jake and johnnie #johnnie guilbert x you #johnnie guilbert x reader #jake webber #tara yummy

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bad-and-drawn-that-way · 2 months

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Electric Love - Ao3 Preview

Want early chapters? Read on Ao3!

Chapter 2: Pleasantly Surprised

Link to Chapter 1

You groan as you resist the urge to grab Vox’s stupid bow tie and strangle him. "Oh my gooood, dude! I'm not like you! I'm not some big conniving evil mastermind! I'm a broke bitch who's living off of ramen noodles and discount veggies, who likes the people she gets high with on the weekend, and would like to not see them suffer. It's not rocket science!"

Vox's head tilted slightly forward, not bothering to hide his smirk as he got closer. "But to go so far as to develop an anti-aphrodisiac out of kindness? That's a whole new level of cotton candy bullshit. The only other person like that in Hell is Lucifer’s little bitch and unlike her, you ended up in Hell for a reason.”

"I'm going to kick your ass if you don't drop this," you sigh as you drag a hand down your tired face. "Do you want to make the deal or not?"

Link to the full chapter

#vox x reader #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #Electric Love Series

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HEY SO I FINISHED THE THING

Boom bam my take on 2 of the scenes!! I needed practice drawing blood so you kinda gave me the perfect excuse (now I'm off to traumatize my OCS)

Ignore the Ch3 written I meant to erase that I'm stupid and didn't do the CH3 doodle

OH MY GOOOOD HELLO. Dude Ling's terrified expression is EVERYTHING YES! That's exactly what I was picturing when I wrote that scene—him looking truly young for the first time. You fucking nailed it!!! AND ED'S ANGER AND HOW HE LOOKS VISIBLY TIRED AS WELL??? PEAK PEAK PEAK. I LOVE ALL OF THESE SO MUCH

#quick question how comfortable are you with me tagging your stuff as edling for outreach?#if you'd rather not it's fine #I just wanna ask first #Blessed Be The Works #Solaris #katmail #edling #cw blood

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Oh my god your sweet pea content is feeding my obsession so gooood!!! I love it so much!! Thank you for writing!!! ❤️❤️❤️

JDKSNFNS THANK YOU FOR READING!!!!!!! I love yall so much you're literally so supportive and sweet???? Like wtf 😭

But yeah no Sweet Pea is a good obsession to have. He is so tall. And so protective. And so obsessively loyal. He's. He's great. Sweet Pea and Eddie Munson are both the type of Rottweiler boyfriends to scare people away from you before they can even think about looking at you too long. Not to go full kissing booth but once Sweet Pea realizes you're all in too??? You absolutely have the power to stop fights by telling him to just focus on you. It actually works. Unless he's fighting for you. Then he will physically pick you up and move you out of harms way, and probably get Fangs or someone to keep you safe while he beats the living shit out of whoever made you upset. Anyone who messes with you is going to get their ass beat to hell every single time bc not only does he get to keep you safe, he also gets to get out some of that pent up aggression (the kind that's left over after fucking you completely stupid) and he also gets to enjoy you patching him up afterwards. Sweet Pea will literally only let you patch him up. Once you were driving to check on him after he got in a fight but you were pretty far away so it took you a little while. Part way there you get a call from Toni informing you Sweet Pea is refusing to let anyone else touch him. He won't let anyone patch him up and is insisting on waiting for you. It takes you talking to him on the phone for another 10 minutes to convince him to at least get some ice on where it hurts until you get there. This man knows what he wants, and he wants you.

#drabbles #sweet pea #sweet pea drabbles #sweet pea x reader #Riverdale #riverdale drabbles #riverdale x reader #definition of Rottweiler boyfriend

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xxmaddyxx · 2 years

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MHA Boys coming back to their dorm to find you there

contents: crack, sfw, fluff, a lot of swearing bois included: bakugou, denki, sero A/N: I was bored and i needed some mha crack in my life and it's rlly short masterlist

Bakugou

"BITCH??!!" Bakugou let out a high pitched screech. "BISH WHAT??!!" You screeched back.

You were literally just laying on his bed while he was sparring.

"How tf did you get in here??!!" "Through the window, DUMBASS I came thru the mf door!" "WITH WHAT KEY?" "THE ONE YOU GAVE ME??" "Oh yeah I did give you one."

A moment of silence passed.

"So, why tf you here?" "I missed you fucker." You opened your arms. "Well, I didn't." Yet he still crawled into your arms.

Denki

You walked into his dorm knowing he went to get snacks and hid in his half-full hamper. (You took out the clothes, got in it, and covered yourself again.)

5 minutes later the door opened, and Denki was carrying a mountain of junk food and singing Hello by Adele. He plopped them on his bed and put his filthy socks in the hamper.

You full on gagged. "AHH WHAT THE FUCK?!!" He screamed. You wiggled around and knocked the hamper over, crawling out. "Wash yo damn feet, ewww!" You were still holding your nose. "ARIANNA WHAT'RE YOU DOING HERE??" He started cackling and threw a bag of chips at ur face.

"Haha, fr tho take care of your toxic waste." You said pointing at his hamper.

Sero (i could not for the love of God find a stupid pic of him)

You slithered into his closet when he went to the bathroom. He came back and was making stupid noises. Ex: "hwah" "eeee-OW" "WHATCHAA!" You held in your laugh bcs you knew he was either posing in the mirror or rlly getting into a video game.

You then heard his footsteps coming closer to the closet door, and you turned on your phone flashlight and held it under your face (like how ppl tell campfire stories yk)

He opened it,

"Boo bitch."

He screeched, like loud. "YOU GOOD BRO??" Shoto's voice boomed through the wall. "YEAH!!" His voice cracked and you fell to the ground cackling.

"YOU FUCKING BABY i got you gooood." You poked his calf.

For the next hour, you were taped to the ceiling watching Sero play a video game.

"So, when u gonna let me down?"

"When I get tired of hearing that question."

"Aight."

2 minutes later...

"U gonna let me-" You fell on the bed (bcs he wasn't that mean) "Bish, warn me next time."

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